Love Is Never Old

Avery woke up that morning feeling a little sick in a way she couldn’t explain why. Maybe it was a headache coming, or perhaps it was «that» time of the month. However, she decided to brush it off and start her day. She had work at ten and was very proud to say that she was never late. Not even in her worst days.

She got out of bed and slowly walked to the bathroom, thinking that a cold shower might help.

Letting her long hair out of the messy bun she slept in, got under the shower and couldn’t help but shiver under the freezing water. Thankfully, it seemed to have worked because she found herself immediately opening her eyes and feeling energized.

After washing her hair, got out of the shower wrapped in two white towels and walked to her closed. Debating whether she should pick up a cute outfit, Avery laid out the pros and cons in her head.

«Cons: I’ll have to change as soon as I get to work; I’ll spend the whole day in my work clothes. »

«Pros: The whole team will still see me arrive in my own clothes, and I know how they like to talk…»

Keeping the second in mind, she ended up picking some cute but simple clothes: Black jeans and a white tank top. The outfit almost looked like an off-duty model look. Needless to say, it was very flattering for her tall figure. The tank top fabric hugged her waist and made her chest seem more prominent. And the skinny jeans made her look even taller. Paired with some black stilettos, she was ready to go.

Her mother was already eating when Avery walked downstairs, and looked at her when she heard the steps.

“Avery, good morning. ¿Join me for breakfast?” she offered.

“Sure, I think I have a few minutes”, said Avery while sitting down in one of the chairs at the side of the table.

“She’ll have a coffee, black with no sugar”, said Amelia to the maid standing behind her. Then, she looked at her daughter: “Don’t look at me like that. I know you have to film today. ¿Is it a sin to want you to look your best?”

“Mom, I won’t look overweight because I eat one piece of bread at breakfast”, Avery rolled her eyes.

“But you will”, joked Amelia.

Avery was used to the way her mom was, always in a struggle to not mess up, look bad, make a mistake…

She couldn’t blame her, they lived in a tough and judgy world, and her dad wasn’t there to protect them anymore.

Amelia meet Aston when she was only nineteen years old. Aston not only was the heir of the Black empire, but was already taking important roles in his family’s multiple companies.

His parents didn’t arrange a marriage for him, like the prominent families used to do in country A. But of course, they expected him to marry a young lady from the high society as well. One that could match his powerful background.

When he was twenty-two years old, the Black family sent him to Country I to seal a crucial deal with a company from there.

During his private flight, he requested a cup of black coffee and was surprised when he didn’t see Elliot, the flight attendant who has been working in the family’s aircrew for the longest time. Instead, he was speechless when he saw a beautiful young lady in a modest but flattering flight attendant uniform.

“You are not Elliot”, Aston couldn’t help but note.

“I’m not, I'm sorry, sir. Mr. Elliot has a very strong flu and is unable to join you for this flight”, informed Amelia, her voice trembled a little bit. It was her first trip out of her career training, and tried to remember all the manuals and classes on how to act with the passengers. However, she never imagined that her first flight wouldn’t be in a commercial, regular plane; but in a private one, with just one passenger that she couldn’t afford to offend.