Delilah | URBAN

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"Many youths say they don't believe in love any more. This is all based off what they see on social media; but, if you are honest with yourself, most don't even know what love is, let alone having understanding of it. And no, it's not just about a post or media acknowledgment."

"The same thing they say for marriage, 'It's just a piece of paper, meaningless.' Then I guess you too are meaningless because you're registered as a citizen on a piece of paper."

"Let me tell you something God once told me, A marriage, A relationship, is what YOU make it. Why is that so? Because it depends on the person that yo are and the person that you made this commitment to and with. People make the marriage, they define it, not the marriage make you or define you because if that's so, there's an issue there."

"Tune in next week for the next lesson-DASM"

That was the end of the intro to a podcast hosted by the phenome Dr. D, a well known mysterious expert in advise for multiple troubles in life. A blessing from God and a gift to those who are in need to receive a wake up call or a push forward.

He changed the radio to a song, Wheels Up by Lecrae featuring Marcus E. Bassy as he drove down the Highway in the direction of Silverstone Housing Industries.

Arriving at his destination, in Central Hill, Northwood Rivera, Five Rivera, going to the employees parking lot. 5 spaces down on the left Simeone parked his vehicle, a grey Audi 2019 R8. Before stepping out, he made sure to grab his black faux leather brief case and did a short stroll to the side entrance of the building. One intended for staff only.

Meanwhile by the front entrance entered a young lady, most likely in her early 30's wearing a black skirt and blazer and 5 inch pumps. Hair slicked back to showcase her diamond-shaped face so it wouldn't be fully covered by the cat eye-shape tested glasses she wore. Light to almost no makeup and a bright red lip.

"Hello, good morning. I'm Natalia, Natalia Willow," she showed an ID, "I'm here to speak with Mr. Simeone A. Richards."

"I'm sorry but he's not in office just yet," the receptionist told her just when he entered the building on the left of them.

Heads turn, as per usual, he was a handsome black man well dressed in a suit and tie. Who wouldn't stop and stare? Either way Simeone unware of a surprising visitor, made small talk with the young man behind the desk as he signed in.

"You're quit early sir. Your meeting doesn't start until 10. It's 8:15."

"I know, I know but it always makes a good impression on the clients to be early rather than late. Can you let Johnson know that I'm in?"

"Sure thing sir."

Simeone then walked to the elevator.

"Excuse me for one minute," Natalia ran off to meet up with Mr. Richards. "Wait, wait, are you Simeone Aiden Richards?"

"Who wants to know?" he pressed the button to open the elevator.

"Me, me sir. I'm Natalia, Natalia Willows, I was recently employed by a Law Firm down the street but I was wondering if you are looking for any new interns for property lawyers in the business. I have my licenses and my resume."

"No sorry, I don't do the hiring here but at the desk I'm sure the lady at the desk can hook you up with someone."

The elevator came down to his floor, opening and allowing those on it to get off first, he stayed put.