“Boss, the interview will start soon.” Vicky, Lucien’s secretary, came into his office to remind him. “Boss…” She cleared her throat. Her boss seemed to be dazed looking at the window. He was looking at it blankly. Like he was lost in his own thoughts. She came closer to get his attention as calling out to him appeared to be unnoticeable to him. She felt a bit panicked. This scenario had never happened before. She wondered if the company was facing a big, unimaginable crisis to see him like this. She knocked on his desk when she got too close. “Oh! Vicky! Were you saying something?” Lucien was startled to see his secretary so close. He was not used to such distance, and so he was confused. Noticing how her boss was a bit uncomfortable with their distance, Vicky Reed explained herself. “I have been calling for your attention, but you seemed to be lost in your thoughts, so I came closer to make sure you hear me when I say that the interview is about t
“Let’s take her as the last applicant.” Lucien took a sip of his coffee while listening to his secretary. “Understood, Boss.” Vicky smiled. Lucien was piqued. “What is that smile about?” He comfortably asked. “I just saw her a while ago while preparing your coffee.” She nonchalantly said while arranging the files, female and male, in intervals, just like how her boss would like them done for interviews. “And…?” Lucien felt hanging. He was waiting to hear anything about this person. Even if it wasn’t anything profitable. Well, as a businessman, he usually doesn’t entertain nonsense information, but right now, he was inwardly dying to hear anything about this girl. He wanted to slap his one backhead, but he cannot make his frustrations be known even to his own secretary. “And I cannot help but realize one thing I have never had the luxury to encounter before. And I even thought I have lived long already, th
“Please take a seat.” Lucien was observing her ever since she came through the door. He was checking her for any reactions. He wanted to see if she realized he was actually greeting her and not the other people surrounding them. His gaze was somehow intent, and he could feel it as he did it on purpose, but much to his dismay, this lady was indubitably resistant to his deliberate intimidations. How can that even be possible? Is she human? A lady? With her femme fatale, he doubts she is a lesbian in any way, and even if there were, he is convinced he won’t accept it! Funny! When did he even care? Indeed, there is always a first time for everything. Brianna chose a sit one chair apart from the man she was still trying to save from herself. She was conscious of being close where she can grab him in a blink of an eye and regret her thoughtless actions. With her mind now clouded with different ways to torture him and let him suffer for what his grandfather did to her parents, she was gen
Just as Lucien had ordered, Vicky tried her best to brief Brianna on what to do for her first day of training. To the old lady's surprise, Brianna was not even bothered at all. She took notes on every detail Vicky was telling her then when Vicky was done, she checked her memo and recited them all to Vicky for clarifications or corrections if there were any. But to Vicky was even more puzzled. She felt like Brianna is trying to toughen herself, but then she couldn't be sure. She left Brianna on her temporary desk and went to report to her boss. "How is our trainee?" Lucien did not wait for Vicky to open up the conversation. As soon as she got in, closed the door, and made sure of their privacy, he punched in his curiosity. "She is doing very good. Or should I say, she is doing perfectly?" Vicky frowned as she reported. Her facial expressions
“Hop in, sir!” She awkwardly smiled. Brianna did not know if she should be grateful for trusting her or if she should curse him for being so vulnerable in her grasp. Had he been the very person of her target, she would have done avenging her parents’ death already. But, since he is just supposed to be a prop, a stepping stone, she cannot act as harshly as she wanted to. Lucien found it funny that someone, his employee, although not officially yet, and a lady to top it all, spoke to him in a casual way. Telling him to hop in, in his own car, a luxury car! He should have been offended, but looking at her being all fingers and thumb, he couldn’t help but snortle instead. He was somehow enjoying seeing her less confident. It makes her look more adorable in his eyes. Like it was a challenge for him to make her feel less confident around him. Brianna was not
“What?” Brianna was startled. What just happened? She was so confused, but she hurriedly followed as she could see him getting off the car. It was a busy street, and as a luxury car, pulling over on the side of the road was too eye-catching. People were even murmuring, asking if this is a movie scene shooting they were watching right at the moment. Brianna swiftly got off the car, and before Lucien could reach her side, she was already out of it, standing next to the door, sight following her boss’ every step towards her. She was looking right at him when she suddenly jumped. And at full tilt, she grabbed him and jumped with him in her holds towards the pedway. Then a loud crashing sound came after it… “Fuck!” She couldn’t help cursing. She almost got hit by that car, saving him. Saving her enemy’s grandson. She was almost crying as disappointment and
Brianna woke up in an unfamiliar room. It was a bright, well-ventilated room. The fresh air coming in from the windows makes the refined sheer curtains dance in soft wave movements. She rubbed her eyes. She was trying to analyze what situation she is in now. She looked around. "It's definitely not a hospital." She murmured. "Not my room either." She tried to check if she was bound or restrained. Her instincts were usually like this. Being in constant danger due to her profession, she always prepares her mind for any possibilities of being caught off guard and captured by her enemies. She realized she wasn't. "Just what the hell is going on?" Just then, the door opened, and Lucien Michaelson came in with a glass of fresh juice. "Hey, how do you feel?" He asked very nicely. So kindly that Brianna cannot even believe it. "Thirsty...?" She slowly sat up and answered his question like she wasn't sure what to really say. She
Before Lucien could make a call to the number sent by Vicky, Doctor Jacobs came almost running in his direction. He must have been told where he should go when he arrived at the Villa's door. Lucien brought Brianna to one of his guests' rooms. Lucien blocked the door seeing the doctor was about to knock and enter. "Wait," Lucien stood with his back and right hand on the doorknob. "I was told it's urgent. Why are you blocking the way?" Doctor Jacobs, who didn't even bother greeting him, was glaring as he asked. 1 "It is, but you can't just barge in. She sweats a lot, so Nanna is helping her get changed right now, Jerk!" Lucien retorted back. They were friends. They went to the same school until college, although they had different majors. Lucien took BMA while Clark Jacobs took Medicine. They are almost like brothers. It must have been because they are both only an only child from a well-off family that they seem to hit