Are you calling me

Kaitlyn*

"Kathy?"

"I'm done. I'm here Louis."

I came out of the bathroom and cajoled to the kitchen where Louis was busy preparing breakfast.

"Seriously Kai?" She placed her hands on her hips. "Men clothes again? I thought I hid those last time!"

I grinned. "Maybe there's a big fat rat in this house that keeps rampaging the house for hide aways. "

" Alright. Fine. Fine. Fine. Here's your lunch. There's money in you backpack. Use it to purchase something for breakfast."

" You're the best. Thank you so much!" I said and hugged her.

" Now run along.. go.. before Mr. Doberman shouts at you again."

" Okay.. I'm going. " I said and picked my bag and hanged it on my shoulders before walking out of our small apartment.

Louis and I were best of friends since childhood. Louis has always been there for me since childhood and they were no words to describe how tight our friendship was. My mother, Susan Grey lived with my sister Karen in clear lake, one of the worst cities in California. While Louis and I resided here in Los Angeles. After attending the same college,we both graduated but couldn't find a good job so we resolved to meagre means of getting money, obviously trying to make ends meet. My mother had insisted I lived with Louis and that life in USA was very hard. While Louis got a job as a waiter in a small restaurant, I had gotten a job as a janitress in the same hotel that owns the restaurant. We both worked hard to make ends meet. While my shifts start very early in the morning, Louis's starts from mid-day.

My life has always been very simple. I was typically the male in our house. I didn't care when people called me a tomboy because all I ever did was dress like a boy. Back home, I'll always wear my father's clothes and sometimes carry his gun anytime we went for hunting. I had taken boxing lessons before attending college. I wasn't interested in all these fashions, jewelries, make-up or even girl's clothing. I made a few guy friends during college and anytime I bring them home, Louis will always freak out and would sometimes threaten to report me to my mother. Since then I stopped bringing them home but that didn't stop me from hanging out with them during weekends. I had a few girlfriends too but they were not as close to me as my guy friends were. But none was as close to me as Louis was. She has always and will always be my best friend and no one could ever take her place in my heart not even my sister. Louis had always told me countless times that I was very beautiful and that I had a good body shape and that I shouldn't hide it by being a tomboy. Who cares?

I was just a twenty two years old blonde with grey hair and green eyes living her simple tomboy life and I didn't care who hated me or not.

"You! Late again Grey?" Mr Doberman who was waiting for me at the entrance of the hotel asked me with a frown.

"Look Mr Doberman, I've told you countless times that if you don't appreciate my services, you can as well fire me. Or will you?"

He sighed them shook his head. " Fine. Now go in. But you must promise to be on time tomorrow. You know I can't fire you."

Of course he can't fire me. Mr Doberman was the manager of the hotel and he knew that I was the most hard-working janitress in the hotel. I even worked harder than all the male janitors and they sometimes say I had super strength because I could lift twice of what all the male janitors lift. They sometimes bribe me to do their works for them and when I did, they'll buy me shots and squeeze small bucks in my pocket. Other times, I'll be the one to order them around.

"Hey Kaitlyn!" They all hailed me as I entered the hotel.

"Sup boys... y'all have work for me right? Right?" I grinned and they all cheered me again.

I walked over to where I normally keep my janitor clothes and quickly changed into them before returning to the hall to start the day's work.

* * *

Wesley*

"Sir I'm done. Should I arrange your meeting with Mr Davis?" My PA who was standing beside me asked as I went through the countless files on my desk.

" No."

" But si--"

"Sara what did I just say?" I looked up to meet her gaze.

" No sir. I'm sorry sir. I'll take my leave now." She hurriedly started walking out of my office.

" Hold on Sara." She immediately came to a halt.

"Yes sir?"

"Could you please stop wearing that dress anytime I'm around?"

She lowered her head. " Okay sir." She said and with that she shut the door behind her.

What the hell was wrong with all these girls?!

They fear me and at the same time flirt with me.

My secretary, Erin was the only saint among all the girls in my company and in my other enterprises. As for the others, they could go as far as licking my shoes just to get a glance at me. Erin minded her business, others said she admired me from afar but do I even care?

Thousands of people fell at my feet everyday. Some worship the solid ground I walk on. I was a typical god because I had everything going the way I wanted.

Born with a silver spoon was the most favorable thing in life. My father, Damon Cooper was one of the wealthiest men in the country but I didn't stop there rather I grew the business till we became of the wealthiest businessmen in the world. I was the only child of my parents so you could see the reason why I was favored lavishly.

I drove only the latest cars, made friends with only the rich, club in the most exquisite clubs, lounge in the most exotic hotels and go out on expensive vacations. I didn't even had to spend money on women because everywhere I go, I had them at my beck and call. I've slept with countless women mainly actresses, models, heiresses and celebrities. But I never believed in that shit called Love because I was only a one night stand kind of man. I don't do relationships. All I did was beck and calls.

Half of my life was devoted to my father's business. Being the only child, I had to strive hard enough to be worthy of my father's name. Cooper's Holdings was the most successful and the most famous corporation in the whole of America. My father had chains of businesses including hotels, industries, enterprises and several corporations.

I had taken all of these to the next level by becoming one of the most successful, richest and the most eligible bachelor in the world.

"Yes?" I scrolled the answer button of my iPhone X max and placed it closer to my ear.

"Wesley aren't you taking me out today? Remember you promised me, baby." One of my temporal girlfriends voiced out from the speaker of my phone.

"Listen Lucy, I didn't promise you okay? Snap out of your dream world."

" But Baby you're all I want. I wanna spend even if it's just two minutes with you. I swear bill's all on me. Just don't ditch me like this after last night please.."

" How much do you want?"

" Excuse me?"

" I'll send one million dollars to your account right away. If it's not enough to get you out of my skin just tell me. I might keep sending you money for the rest of the year as long as you get the fuck out of my life. Is that clear?"

" Yes Wes."

" Don't call me that."

"Yes Wesley."

" Good." I disconnected the call.

Lucy Winslow was a very popular actress in Hollywood and a very sexy model. We met at a club and from there we landed in bed and she thinks I still want more than that. What she doesn't know was that I never did relationships and I hardly go out with girls because the media will always make that the topic of the day and my father definitely won't like that. He'll think I only spend my money on unnecessary stuffs but what he doesn't know what that I work my ass up just to make him and myself proud.