Bang!

Xanvier's pov

As soon as I got into the complex, I was greeted with lots of applause and pats. It got more intense I walked through with staffs at both sides, cheering me up.

"Heard you are the champ from the sister company". One of them asked.

"I am". 

"Welcome, man". He gave me a rib breaking hug as though I was someone he missed so much.

I was so grateful when a lady told me that the boss wants to see me. A perfect timing.

"Welcome, Mr xanvier".  His baritone voice sound better than it was over the phone.

"Please,sit down". He continued with his strong Italian accent as he pointed to the empty office chair in front of him

"I am so glad to have you here. We have heard so much about you, and we hope you can put in more efforts here." He concluded with a smile on his face. 

He looks perfect with a chiseled jaw and a full lips. The smile etching on his face reveals a set of white teeth. 

I didn't realize that I have been drooling until I felt his warm hand on mine. He raised his perfectly arched brows as he gazed at me with his mesmerizing brown eyes.

I swallowed hard...

"Yes. I am pleased to work with you". I replied, just to say something to avoid looking smothered. 

If I wasn't already.

"Alright, Mr Xanvier. Thank you for your cooperation". He gave me a pat on the back as he opened the door for me.

Typical gent.

I walked to my desk a little nervous, my mind  replaying the incident in his office all over. 

"Why was he being nice to me?"

"Does he think I am gay?" 

" Is he gay?".

I kept on asking myself till I blindly bumped into a lady and her books fell.

"I am so sorry" I mumbled, and I bent down to help her.

After standing to my feet, I helped her up.

"I am so sorry m-i-ss..." I trailed off

"Miss Irene". She smiled.

"Already having trouble on your first day?" She asked, I noticed her blue eyes and her cute smile.

That's the first thing I see in people; their eyes. It tells a lot about them.

And the next thing is their smile. 

"Nope. I am fine". I tried to sound enthusiastic when I was already exhausted. And might I add horny. My boss is really going to be the dead of me.

Phew!

The rest of the day was a blur as I engrossed myself in my work.

*Sandra's pov* 

I walked out the dressing room wearing a golden satin cascading gown and catwalked flawlessly to the amazement of the admirers.

Ever since I got here, I have been walking in and out of the dressing room with different attires. I feel sore already and I wasn't told that this was part of the package. 

After hours of doing the same thing all over, I finally got the chance to rest my feet.

My new boss walked into the office and handed over the agreement paper work to me to which I signed. I returned it back. 

"Sorry for stressing you, miss Sandra".  She apologized. She handed over the contract to me and showed me where to sign. I signed after reading it and returned it to her

"Thank you and welcome to the club". 

"I am glad"

"How long have you been a model" she asked.

" Since my teenage days".

"Impressive. I trust you to do your best, then".

"I assure you that I am the best you have got".

"I have a manager prepared for you if you need one". She offered.

"That's fine. My manager will join me this weekend, so no need to worry".

"Alright, Miss Sandra. See you next week". 

I kept office with a wild grin on my face. 

What a day!

The drive back up was shorter- Barely took up an hour, and it left me wondering why it took me 2 hours at first.

I stepped into my house as soon as I opened the door and was delighted at the sight that welcomed me.

The house now looks dignified with the light from the crystal chandelier hanging in the middle. I took slow strides towards the hearth as I roamed my eyes round the room.

My bag fell of just as I heard loud sound .

Bang!!!!.