My Hybrids

"Holy crap, its my first day and I'm so going to be late. Why did I have to listen to Jerry when he invited me to that stupid club to celebrate for getting a job I'm yet to grab and now traffic is trying to punish me for my sins." I thought aloud while honking furiously at a careless driver.

Jerry is my best friend whom I met years back during my vacation to see my grandparents in West Africa after high school vacation. Since then we've been such a powerful Duo even though he can be annoying most times but I still love him. Speak of the devil calling.

"Hi Jer," I say exasperated as I put the call on speaker pulling into the car park properly. I took my bag and phone running towards the reception like a wild Goose.

"OK, can we conclude this talk later before I get fired without starting this job." I whisper yelled at him, hanging up not bothered to hear his reply nor his other comments before.

Phew, I walked towards the receptionist who gave me a weirdly awkward look of a once over but still directed me to the 60th floor of my soon to be work place. Fingers crossed.

Reaching the last floor, I internally squealed as I look at my watch 8:55am. Looking down the hallway were like ten ladies in their sophisticated and elegant designer wears. Trying to block out their gossip successfully until a blonde with piercing blue eyes who sat beside me said "OMG the bosses are so hot and handsome." as she scrolls through her phone and the rest of the ladies fan girl whispering excitedly amongst themselves. 'They' as in two?

News flash no one told me I would have Two bosses, or maybe I wasn't really paying attention to gossip tabloids about Adams group of company. Definitely not what I planned nor had in mind. My mind kept drifting to facts if I'll work for both of them or one of the brothers. I've heard so much about the Adams especially from the girls on my social media accounts but, I never had time or saw the importance to look the name up and find out they're two of them.

While deep in my shallow thoughts, I didn't realize both time and the ladies beside me have

gone until I heard my name from a deep baritone voice "Daisy King." Its now or never, so I thought to myself walking into the room only to trip in with my goodies flying out of my grasp. shoot.

Damian

Looking out the window talking to Damon, my Twin, about the girls who came for the interview when I smelt something strong hit me, a smell of sweet jasmine mixed with the alluring scent of a red rose, I heard a crash with a sweet gasp forcing I and my Twin to turn towards the obvious noise at our door step.

Seeing this beautiful light mulatto with a captivating Brown eyes almost with a speck of gold. Her lower lips sucked in between her teeth with a flushed face trying to pick her tote bag to conceal her embarrassment. She's wearing a Green pencil gown with a white belt emphasizing her tiny waist, white sandal heel, hair flowing in curly waves and a vamp lipstick to finish it off.

Mate

I turn to my brother who has a lustful look on his face but being him, he goes back to his stern look while I try my hardest not to rush over to calm our mate down. Clearing my throat, I signal for her to take a sit as we both stare at her in fascination.

Picking up her file, I gave it to my brother who did what he did best while trying to intimidate our mate who didn't look fazed.

"My name is Damian Adams and over there is my twin brother Damon Adams." I point at Damon on the couch who answered her greeting with a gruff noise. I leaned back on my seat admiring this beautiful lady in front of me.