Author's point of view... Robert Grant remained silent for several long seconds increasing the tension in the air. Time seemed to stretch as everyone stayed frozen, waiting for his verdict. Then finally, his eyes darted from the models to the girl standing there nervously and as if surprising everyone around him, he chuckled. A pair of slight dimples graced his cheeks, adorning his handsome features even more. If he was handsome before, he looked other worldly with that smile. “I honestly didn’t expect you to have any real skills.” he commented and everyone was dumbfounded. That wasn't just a comment but a praise coming out of that arrogant man's mouth and this might be their first time in their entire life that Mr. Grant, the famous Robert Grant, praised someone. “Huh?” Ericka blinked in confusion. Is he really smiling? Did he just admit his defeat? Paul let out a loud sigh of relief as he walked over with his hands flowing upwards. “Bravo!" his dramatic yelp brought e
Author's point of view... Robert Grant smirked. "Don't be so eager to agree!" he said with a warning in his tone. Ericka frowned. Paul was so taken aback by her attitude that he turned pale and quickly pulled her back, whispering urgently, “Erika, You can’t talk to him like that. You must not. He once fired more than a dozen makeup artists in a single month and those who offended him are still suffering a great loss!” “I don’t care.” she smacked without thinking. Ericka looked back at Mr. Grant. He raised an eyebrow, amused. "Fine! If you are desperate to accept this challenge, I can't help it" Ericka was starting to get annoyed. That arrogant man was willing to lose his precious event just to win over her. What a fool! She didn't say a word which made him grit his teeth. He thought she would be terrified by now and would beg him for mercy but she didn't budge. He continued his warnings, "If you lose you would have to work as a janitor for me for your entire
Author's point of view... Ericka blinked, still stunned. She looked down at her outfit, plain jeans and a light blue pullover. Her eyes almost covered with a thick layer of additionally attached bangs and with her hair pulled back in a loose and simple ponytail, it's true that she looked completely out of place. She wasn’t wearing the stylish clothes that Nathan had arranged for her. Those designer dresses weren’t suitable for work, especially not in a busy, messy setting. And of course, she didn't want to use anything related to Nathan for the time being. Ericka deliberately wore some old fashioned big rimmed black glasses that hid half of her facial features successfully and covered the rest of her pretty face with a slightly darker shaded makeup to look a little older. Anna suggested her to look somewhat experienced and not so attractive just in case to avoid any complications. After all, Anna was a bit over protective about her friend. However, looking at the man's disdain
Author's point of view... Sitting in the office chair, Nathan had been trying hard to concentrate on the file in his hands. No matter how much he tried, he couldn't just focus. A day before, on saturday, Luke said that he was going to organise a small get together the next day and all of them had to attend with a partner. His intention was clear. He wanted Nathan to bring Ericka to the party but Ericka had been avoiding Nathan like a plague. From the moment she received a rejection from Sea Hawks Enterprises, she never confronted him like he thought she would nor did she come out of her room. Even her meals were delivered in her room. It's not like she was being a child and throwing tantrums, she just didn't want to see him. That morning, Nathan sent some of the home staff to call her over to his study but they returned empty handed, telling him that Ericka wasn't in her room. Nathan gritted in frustration. She wasn't answering his calls nor did she inform him where she was
Author's point of view... In the master bedroom, Nathan got a text from Luke, "Hey dude, I did what you asked me for. But I really didn't understand why you asked me to reject Ericka's application! She was Awesome" Nathan didn't reply, as texting someone was never his game. Luke patted his forehead. Why did he even bother to ask!! He knew he wasn't getting anything out of that cold glacier anyways. As he thought about it, he was sure that something wasn't quite right between Ericka and Nathan. They don't look like a happily married couple. But he was sure that Nathan had a thing about his wife. Then a crooked thought occurred to him. Why not help them a little? After a while, he devised a plan and called Erik asking him out to come meet him at the club in the evening. Erik eagerly agreed. Soon after Luke, Mike called Nathan and his eyebrows knitted. If not for anything urgent, Mike would never call him this early. "What is it?" he asked, though calmly. "Boss,
Author's point of view... In the middle of the night, Ericka found herself walking aimlessly towards the garden outside the mansion. The staff had long been retired for the day and all the other rooms were locked. As she had nowhere to go, she was forced to sit on a bench near the flower bed in the garden. She still couldn't shake off the fact that Nathan had actually clarified the things with her. She didn't know if she should feel happy or trapped. It was not that she didn't like him, which woman wouldn't like a Greek god like man. She was attracted to him from the first day when she saw him in his office but she always thought that he was not in her league. He was her boss and the heir to the richest family in the city. She can't afford to have even the slightest feelings for a powerful man like him. Then suddenly, out of nowhere, he became her husband. Despite the feeling of being tricked into that marriage, she wasn't upset about this arrangement. After all, Nathan was li