Page 11 of It's Only Make Believe

I relax a little bit. That’s covered Sophia not calling me Tia in front of Luke and it’s covered me if Luke calls me Lousia in front of Sophia. Now I just have to quickly speak to Luke. I hurry towards him.

“Can I have a quick word?” I say.

“Can’t it wait?” he says, glancing at me with a look of irritation.

“Umm, not really,” I say.

Luke sighs.

“It’ll have to be mega quick. The meeting is starting,” Luke says.

“It’s just, I didn’t realize Sophia was coming to the meeting today or I would have said something sooner,” I say. “My family isn’t big on playing on personal connections at work is all I wanted to tell you. What I mean is, Sophia will act like I’m just another intern rather than her sister. I just wanted to ask you not to make a big deal out of it or draw attention to who I am in there.”

“No, I won’t. I’m not in the habit of introducing the interns to the board members,” Luke says. “Or quizzing the board members on why they aren’t chatting to the interns either.”

“I realize that. I just didn’t want you to think it was weird that Sophia wasn’t speaking to me,” I say.

“I honestly don’t care and likely wouldn’t have noticed, but no, I won’t make a big deal out of it. Now run along and get my coffee,” he says.

I bite my lip and nod and then I hurry away to make his coffee and Sophia’s coffee. This time, I’m not biting my lip to keep from snapping back at Luke. I am biting it to stop myself from smiling. Sophia told me something that has completely changed the way I see Luke’s treatment of me now. He doesn’t hate me or think I’m useless. He thinks I am Louisa, and it sounds like Louisa’s father has basically told Luke she can be a bit lazy and spoiled – his words not mine, but I know what he means to an extent. Luke is just trying to impress Enrique by being mean to me and I can live with that a lot easier than I could live with it when I thought it was actually against me personally.

And over the course of my time here, I might just help Louisa’s father to see her in a whole new light when Luke goes back to him after the internship is done and tells him that actually I’m not lazy or work shy or spoiled, because I am none of those things and I really want a good reference here so as muchfun as it might be to act like Luke was expecting Louisa to act, I won’t do it and risk my future career.

Chapter

Eight

LUKE

Igo into the meeting room and greet the board members and then we get down to business. As I’m well aware of what is to be discussed, I find my mind wandering when the vice chairman of the board starts speaking, and it lands on Louisa. I find it so strange that her and her sister don’t acknowledge each other at work. I mean I get that Louisa might not want to rub it in people’s faces that her father is on the board, but it’s not like everyone doesn’t know her name and they can surely put the pieces together. A simple acknowledgement is nothing, and there aren’t even any staff here to see any interaction between the two.

Still, as odd as I find it, someone else’s family dynamic has nothing at all to do with me and I’m not about to make a big deal out of it as Louisa put it. I can’t help but compare the two women in my mind either. Sophia is visibly Latina with lovely olive colored skin and brown hair and eyes, and Louisa couldn’t be further from that.

But the differences between them are not just physical. Sophia and Enrique are so similar, both outgoing, confident and head strong. Louisa on the other hand seems quieter and more reserved, less likely to rock the boat so to speak.

I wonder for a moment if maybe Louisa is adopted. It would explain her Swedish mom and her physical differences from the other members of the Sanchez family. But that doesn’t explain her totally different personality. Of course there will be some differences from person to person, but if Louisa was raised in the same house as Sophia, I would expect there to be at least some common ground and there’s nothing. Plus, surely, she would have said she was adopted when I commented on how different she is to her father, rather than say her mother is Swedish.

I tune back into the meeting in time to cast my vote on the issue at hand and then the vice chairman of the board moves onto the next bullet point and my mind wanders once more, and once more, it comes to land on Louisa.

I wonder why Louisa felt the need to ask me not to comment on her and Sophia not speaking to each other. I mean she must have known I wouldn’t be introducing her around and that I wouldn’t really expect her to be hanging around chatting to any board members. And even if I thought it was odd they didn’t acknowledge each other, I’m hardly going to draw attention to it and potentially embarrass Sophia in front of the other board members. Louisa must have known that I wouldn’t do it, so she must have felt really strongly about it to even bother to bring it up.

That’s when it hits me. What if Louisa is Enrique’s daughter with another woman. What if he has a whole second family. Maybe Louisa found out somehow and that’s why she was so adamant that I do not draw attention to her and Sophia because Sophia perhaps doesn’t even know Louisa exists.

It sounds crazy, like the plot of a far-fetched soap opera, but at the same time, it also feels like it might be the only logical explanation for all the little things that are bugging me about this scenario. And if that’s the case, is Louisa really spoiled, or does Enrique want me to be harder on her to remind her she’s second best, and not a part of his main family?

I don’t know if that’s true or not, but Louisa has done nothing to imply she’s lazy or spoiled here and I decide it’s time I start being a little bit nicer to her unless she gives me an actual reason to be harsh to her. There is a fine line between preparing someone for the real world and just being a dick to them and potentially making them hate their work.

Chapter

Nine

TIA

Ihead into work on Wednesday morning wondering what task I will be given today. Maybe it will be cleaning the toilets or emptying the trash bins. If Luke thinks pulling stunts like that will scare me away, he really doesn’t know a thing about me. I am not scared of hard work or getting my hands dirty. Of course, I would love to do something related to what I’m actually qualified to do, but I don’t think the jobs I’m being given are beneath me and I will just get on and do them. When it comes down to it, I want a reference and it’s not going to say on there what specific tasks I was doing, so it doesn’t matter to me what I do really. If Luke thinks the best use of my time is doing menial work, then that’s his bad call not mine, especially as he is the one paying me.

I’ve barely gotten my coat off when Mel is behind me telling me that Luke wants to see me in his office. I thank her and head to the office. I’m a little bit nervous, but it’s not because I’m afraid of Luke or what he might be about to say, it’s because Iknow I am about to confronted with his handsome face and his lush body and I’m worried I will say or do something to give away that I fancy the ass off him. It doesn’t matter than I’m not going to act on it, just having Luke know I have this crush on him would still be as embarrassing as hell and definitely something I can do without.

I go the Luke’s office and go in when he shouts for me to enter. I sit down in the chair opposite his when he gestures towards it. I was right. He is looking as good as ever and I have to force myself to focus on his words rather than on the way his lips draw my attention when they move to talk, or how I think they would feel on my body, sucking my nipple, moving lower, working my clit and drinking from my pussy.

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