First meeting

Three hours later,

   Sitted all alone in her car, Ryella twisted an handkerchief multiple times until it became really crumpled, she was so nervous and seeing that Damon was not by her side, she felt more nervous. 'Aish! You've only just met him but you're now so attached to him! He forced you into marrying him' Despite all this, she gotta give him kudos, he really knew how to sweep a woman off her feets but it was so suprising how no woman has been able to experience these before her. She exhaled repeatedly as her mind drifted to what had happened earlier while she was still with Damon.

  He had helped her pick an outfit which was quite casual but business like, a dark suit with long pants and flat shoes,this basically covered  covered her body.. not exposing any skin but her face and hand. She had chuckled silently but upon realizing how expensive the outfit was, she could only smile in appreciation.

  Upon stepping out of the house which should be called mansion but lacks anyone else living in it, her eyes fell upon the latest Rolls Royce  with Derek standing beside it... holding the keys.

  She was stunned.

  She was expecting a car not the latest one.

  This was bound to draw attention.

  What was wrong with this man.

  He spends money like it's paper.

  Unfortunately she couldn't get a glimpse into his mind or she would have discovered what other things he had planned specially for her and that the car was just the least of them all.

   "Suprise" Damon whisper into one of her ears from behind her causing cold shivers in her body...it was calm, collected and so sexy. He hugged her from behind and gently nibbles on her ear "Say something babe". She was so satisfied with how he was making her feel that she forgot to thank him  she turned around to face him slowly, her face red from embarrassment...she stared into his dark eyes that were filled with guarded emotions... always difficult to decipher but not this time. His eyes were brimming with happiness, expectant of her response.

  "I love it! I love it so much that I don't want to use it yet"

  Derek involuntarily let out a snicker causing both heads to look at him. Ryella smirked but Damon didn't find his intrusion funny coupled to the fact that Ryella's words had a hidden message in them 'The car was too eye catching'. It made his face darken in anger.

  "No salary for a year!"

  It was now Ryella's turn to snicker seeing how ashened Derek's face was. She led Damon back into the house.

  "I love the car, a lot but it'll draw unwanted attention to me and I don't want to look bad to the media. Try to understand" she fondled his cheeks lovingly, the explanation satisfied him greatly.

  "Then it's fine but you're keeping the car, I don't know what I'll use it for"

  "Yes I'm going to keep the car. I better get going to my hubby's company" she hits him playfully, trying the lighten the mood in the air.

  He grabs her by the waist , spun her around until her back was facing him before hugging her "I can't wait to tell the whole world that you belong to me, that you're mine forever. Mrs Ryella Weston...I plan to spend the rest of my life with you. I love you".

  She wanted to say the three words back to him but she couldn't pie to him, yes she's developing feelings for him but she can't suddenly define it as love and lie to his face.

  "I have to get going now" she quickly got out of hold. "I don't want to give a bad first impression"

  He ran his had through his hair "I'll ask Derek to take you..."

  "NO" she interrupted, cutting his words midway. He scowled a bit, not used to anyone cutting him mid sentence.it had never happened until today.

  "I'm sorry" she bit her lower lip gently, giving him puppy eyes, pulling a act of innocence. "I need to be very careful for now. I wouldn't want anyone calling Derek and I a couple if we are caught on camera. And I'm sure you wouldn't want that either. I'll take a taxi. I'll be fine. See you at the office" she quickly kissed his cheek and ran out before he could say anything or try to stop her. (End of reminiscing)

  Ryella smiled in the taxi as she remembered the fast one she had pulled on him. She took out her phone to call her accomplice, Juan.

  "Hello Ryella, you've become famous overnight. I thought you've forgotten about me" he joked with her.

  "No way I can never forget about you".

  "I tried reaching you for a long time but i couldn't. Where were you all night?"

  'with prince charming' she said in her mind. "Why should you ask what a lady does with her spare time. So tell me the recent developments".

  "I've gotten hold of a lot of proofs that can be used against them. They are not as intelligent as they portray themselves to be. I'll send them all to you. What are your next moves, boss"

  "No, no Juan. This is like a game of chess, it's their turn to make a move.  Don't be too impatient. Patience is a virtue" she smirked and even the driver starting to second thoughts of this woman he was driving.

  "What company would you be signing with?".

  "I deserve the best, I want the best so I'm signing with the best. Weston Entertainment Company" Both the driver and Juan gasped.

  "H-ho- how did you manage to get in contact with them".

  " In the bottom of a woman's heart, there are lots of buried secrets so This is a secret, my secret. Thats why you couldn't get through to me yesterday. There's gonna be a press conference soon. Be sure to be there" she hung up.

  "Madam, we're here" the driver addressed her with more respect clearly know that she was not to be trifled with just respected.

  "Don't call me that...yet. call me miss next time" she stepped out of the taxi then paid the driver handsomely even adding more than enough tip, she wore her sunshade an and walked to the first floor of Weston Entertainment Company. She walked to the receiving, towards a receptionist with had lots of make up plaster on her face making her look ugly compared to Ryella's flawless face. With a fake smile plastered on her face "how can I help you miss?"

  "I'm Ryella..."

  "Ryella Kress, I know. 19th floor please" The smile became wider, earlier she had been informed of this certain person's arrival and has be severally warned never to disrespect her in any way or the higher-ups would get really mad at her and she'll lose her job, her only source of livelihood.

  Ryella smiled warmly before walking into an empty elevator. Pushing the buttons to indicate the floor when wants to be on. As soon as she stepped out, she found herself face to face with Derek who indicated that she follows him.

  How was he able to get here so fast?

  If he was here, was Damon here too?

   He stopped in front of a door, an 'out of bound' gold plated words was written on the door.

  As she was about to open the door she heard voices and stopped her action.

  She was curious and nervous.

  They were the voices of Damon and someone else.

  A woman.

  Not just any woman.

  It was the voice of the most sought after manager.

  The voice of Sylvia Diez.

  She was nervous, tried to calm down her fast beating heart.

  Derek noticed it and gave her a reassuring smile before opening the door.

  Seeing Damon with a huge grin on his face and Sylvia who isn't looking exactly pleased, a new surge of confidence flooded her mind and she confidently walked towards the pair.

  "Welcome my love, meet Sylvia Diez, Mrs Sylvia, meet Ryella Kress...my wife". Damon introduced and his last word caused Sylvia to take another look at her(Ryella). He ignored the glare that Ryella who was cursing him in her mind was shooting to his direction. "Don't worry wifey, Mrs Sylvia can be trusted to keep our relationship a secret" he reassured.

  "I apologise for any sort of problems I might have caused for you unknowingly" Ryella bowed down her head,she really wants to put up a good impression on this woman so that she can have a great time working with her.

  "Its not your fault, I owe him a favor" Sylvia declared, carefully scrutinizing her. She didn't want to work with just any type of actress, any actress that was willing to work with her must be smart, sensitive, calm and confident. She didn't want to clean any ones messes just for her benefits and so far the lady in front of her seems good enough and hopefully her acting skills can be fabulous.

  "You should be careful of what you say in public, no dressing indecently, no getting involved in street disagreements. You must be neutral in the case of picking sides, no meeting with a man in private" As she said that, Damon groaned loudly which caused her roll her eyes dramatically "apart from your husband as long as he can deal with the consequences when the news blows out. I think it'll be bad if the news comes out so soon. You'll receive a lot of criticism, people would say you sold your body to him and all sort of negative opinions and that's not good for your image as an upcoming actress".

  "I perfectly understand ma'am and I hope we'll be able to work together".

  "I trust his sense of reasoning and his ability to spot experts at a glance but I'll also want you to prove yourself to me. You'll meet a lot of actresses and if by the end of this month you aren't able to reach my expectations....I'll resign and not even that big bully can make me change my mind".

  "I understand ma'am".

  "Since we'll be working together, call me Sylvia". She smiled warmly and lovingly.

  "Thank you Sylvia and I promise not to disappoint you".

  "Since my work here is done, I'll be leaving" Damon declared and glanced at his wristwatch "the press have arrived at our main conference Hall, everyone is waiting for you. Derek would accompany you both".