LOGINGianneI yawned, tired. This work is neverending. I wanted him to give me my P.A work, now I just want him to take it back. A lot of emails to work on and I'm still on the tenth one.“Mr Chairman have a disorder for his— a disorder? Why spill his private life?” I bent closer to the screen.It's order.I shifted my eye skin up. Imagine me reading it in front of people. I'm so gone.What's this? My mouse clicking sharply.Eli... El... I need a break. My brain has had enough.I spun around on my chair. It's lunch time.I could manage to take a nap, but I need food.I went to Mr Blackwood's office, he wasn't in. I took the potato chips I made from home to the roof with a bottle of Minute Maid I got from the cafeteria. The air on the rooftop was fresh, knocking out my sleepiness. Exactly what I needed.“You're here,” the secretary's voice rang out.I looked in her direction. She was sitting on the wooden bench there, eating snacks.“You're not in the cafeteria.” I walked closer to her, pau
Gianne“Good morning, Miss Morgan,” a coworker greeted me on my way to my office.“Good morning,” I replied.I opened the door to my office and was welcomed by the familiar scent of paper, ink and electronics. The solid air freshener in my office contributed to the pleasant scent. I dropped my bag on the table, flipped the window and upper wall blinds open, and turned on my air diffuser.I expected HR interference today.But before that, I had to deal with the secretary.She's not in the office yet.I paced up and down in my office, can't think of a better way to do this other than confronting her. Gosh I can't think straight for once, I pulled my hair. Kicked the metal bottom of the chair in anger which immediately backfired. I held my feet crouching down in pain.A soft knock came on my door. I stood up smoothening my dress and my hair.“Come in.”The secretary came in, her head low. Fidgeting with her fingers. She walked closer to me.“Good morning,” she barely found her voice.Wha
Gianne's POVSunday evenings are for resting. Until I entered a billionaire's life. Here to handle his personal belongings as he hangs out with his business partners.Some men around Lucian's age arrived after the businessmen were gone. One or two of them bore a slight resemblance to Lucian. I heard someone call one of them “Mr. Blackwood.”Two ladies came to join them. One caught my eyes.Her name is Olivia Hades. The way she carried herself with grace, her aura was impeccable. She sat down next to Lucian. She was wearing a tennis skirt and a crop shirt with a face cap. Her skin was so flawless I could practically check my reflection in it.I moved to a corner, opening my laptop to get myself busy. I ended up playing games, my eyebrows furrowed in concentration. One would think I was developing a groundbreaking solution to one of the world's problems.Lucian dropped one of his phones beside me.“Manage the calls and messages for now,” he said before going back to them.My concentrati
Kayden's POVThe warm bath foamed around us, reflecting the bathroom candlelight while a soft track played in the background. Amara turned off the running water and appeared with a short towel wrapped around her body, two glasses of champagne in her hands. She handed one to me, removed the towel, and slipped into the bathtub, settling between my legs with her head resting against my chest.“Cheers.” We toasted.The taste of champagne lingered on my palate as I paused to savour every sip. My arms wrapped around Amara, tracing the curves of her body.“I'm the model for Antic's new music video. I just got picked.” Her announcement struck something in me. Antic was an A-list musician. He had been Amara's teenage crush.I should have felt happy for her. Instead, my mind filled with ways to stop her from going.“Kayden... Kayden, are you even listening?” she asked, turning her head toward me.I forced a smile. “Yes, I am, baby. But your body is making me lose focus.”She settled back agai
Gianne's Pov He stood and entered one of the rooms. I waited while he did whatever he wanted in there. When he came out, he was dressed in a different casual outfit, silently signalling for me to follow.I swear, I'm getting that camera and kicking that secretary girl's ass. I followed him until he stopped abruptly. I almost ran into him.So I did.I purposely headbutted his back and immediately faked an accident. “Ouch. My head. Sorry—”“Are you fine?” He caught me, holding me steady.I blinked. I thought we were in the middle of a war.“Ahh, ahh. It hurts.” I moved back, rubbing my head lightly. He must be in pain too. My skull is quite strong.His hands lingered in the air for a moment before retreating. He pushed open a door that led to a dining area and sat down. I didn't bother waiting for him to tell me to sit. He pushed the menu toward me.I took it but didn't order anything. His food arrived. It was strange watching him eat up close. The smell of the grilled chicken and mash
Gianne's POVI stood outside in my casual outfit, fixated on the building's sign. West Road.The letters faded and rose again, an unusual display that managed to distract me. A man approached.“Miss Gianne. Follow me.” No further explanation.I hesitated.The building was clearly occupied, with customers coming and going. I could not exactly get kidnapped in a place like this. At least, that was what I told myself. I followed him.We passed into a private area where there were fewer people. I slipped my hands into my pockets as my survival instincts awakened. Even the air around me felt suspicious. I tried to play it cool. My phone almost felt glued to my palm.Then Lucian stepped out of a private room. He was in his usual state. His eyes were void of emotion, too cold as they read me for a split second. He turned, and I followed him.The man disappeared into one of the rooms. I was led into a large game space. A lady came over and took the painting from me while Lucian returned to hi
The last word from him made me feel like I was slowly going crazy. I wanted to get out of there this very second. I looked at his face, totally unpredictable, like nothing around him could reach him. I walked out of his office without saying a word, heading somewhere I could feel better, not what I
I got home drained, today’s events still playing in my head. “Thor hasn’t replied to my message yet.” It felt wrong, like something sitting too still. Director Kade’s words kept looping in my head, he had told me to do research on the interviewers.I sat in front of my laptop and forced myself into
I sat in the waiting area with the other applicants but gave myself space away from them. A woman in her late forties came toward us. She was one of the interviewers. Her gaze briefly locked with mine before she called the next batch of applicants.I grabbed my identity card and held the bottom edg
Thor picked up on the first ring. Like he had been waiting for me long before I made the decision to place it.“Gianne,” he said. “Didn’t think you’d call again.” There wasn't a hint of surprise in his tone.I stayed seated on the edge of the bed, phone pressed against my ear, while Mia remained ac







