Prologue

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Win's POV

"Bright Vachirawit Chivaaree

A dynamic personality and a business typhoon. He had inherited so much money when his parents passed away when he turned 18. He used that money to invest in many hospital constructions and open his own research facility chain. He is now the CEO of the Chivaaree group of laboratories. Now he competes with some leading medical businesses and Research Groups. 

Mr Chivaree has been known to have a very short temper but when he is feeling generous, he always makes sure to give his all to the people who deserve it. Even though he is a very famous man, he hardly discloses anything about his private life to his colleagues or anyone else. 

Not even his assistant knows his address or even his personal phone number, he has also no public record of any romantic relationships what so ever which is a bit weird considering he has been living alone for almost a decade now and not even the best paparazzi has had the opportunity to catch him with a man or a woman yet.


'A man with almost everything and nothing' I sighed as I finished my last paperwork for the day. You see everything was normal till yesterday, a great silence working on my art and taking time off of my business management. My father, you see has been handling the Chivaaree business with the CEO himself as they were very good friends even though he and Bright were almost 30 years apart in age but still they were literally the closest.

 Now my father has reached his retirement age and suddenly yesterday an abrupt phone meeting with my father put me in a position of going into this dreaded field again. Not that I hate business but I hate working with that Chivaaree. Yes, he and I had a sort of history back in our days and somehow here we are.

I have no idea how will we manage to run a company together as a CEO and his Managing director when back in school we had to change our classes because of how we couldn't stand each other. He and I lived almost opposite lifestyles. He used to have an all-black attire that just radiated this dark aura around him that still makes me shiver and the fact that he never smiled and just gave a death stare to the person who dared to even look in his direction. 

No one in the whole school dared to talk to him and those who even breathed in his direction were given threats and sometimes even a punch. That's why I have been against that fellow, just so gruesome and pessimistic but somehow he is now one of the country's leading businessmen and here I am working under him. 

God, I need to think of all the ways I could just avoid that man because of what I have heard and seen on the news, that guy hasn't changed a bit. I mean if you search his name, all that pops up are these insanely hot photos of a person that has the coldest stare ever, as if ice has resided itself in them. I try to think of the ways I could survive there whilst having a history of our own.

Maybe I'll resign soon, but no that would mean the fall of my father's reputation and that's the last thing I wanna do, or probably I'll just keep faking it till I actually make it. Yeah, maybe that seems like a good idea, right? how hard is it to act your way up to a person, I haven't got anything personal with that man.

"Yeah, I'll just fake it" I whispered as I closed my eyes and hoped everything will magically turn out good. Hoping that magically and mysteriously this mess that's slowly being spun around me just simply gets resolved by ignoring the fact that we once used to..... never mind its past.






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ILYSM yall for those who are reading it <3 bear it with me, it gets better .



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