Claire’s POV
“Hey bitch! Have you seen this?”...Tirana asked showing me the magazine with her
“What's this?” I asked her
“Obviously it’s a job application” She rolled her eyes and continued
“For personal assistant the one you’ve been desperate for “she said throwing a cookie in her mouth…
“wh..” “Who’s in for tonight party” Bianca cut me off jumping up like a child who just won a lottery
“wh… “I’m innnnnn” Tirana drawled cutting me off again. That just how they are, very crazy especially to me trying to bring me back to the world after I locked myself out.
“Claireee” Bianca whined
“wa… “common babe pleaseeee” Tirana cut me off again wait what’s with them cutting me off today.. I just rolled my eyes at them
“fineee”I gave in “yesssssss” they jumped up again ‘babies’ I muttered and setting my eyes back at Tirana
“So now can you continue what you were saying” I said as they both sat back and continued
“Yeah... It’s the Cold Stone International Oil and Shipping Magnate owned by the Russo’s with over 190 magnate industries, 5850 ships for transports, 1097 yachts …they’re the fastest growing shipping corporation in the world” she stated as I was trying to sink in the information… I mean how the hell a single being possessed all that?
‘RUSSO’ why does that name sounds familiar’
“What’s the first name?” I asked... Then they looked at me with ‘I don’t know’ look
“uhmm I mean the CEO’s name any idea” I asked flicking my eyes at them
“The former CEO and the founder was Ronald Russo but recently I heard that he handed over to his son” Bianca said casually checking out the newspaper with her… as I narrowed my eyes at her to continue
“And the son’s name?” I asked because I must know the person I want to work with…
“R Russo that’s what people call him” Tirana chipped in changing the channel on the TV then I rolled my eyes
“Tira I asked for the first name not letter” I said irritated then she shrugged her shoulder
“I’m not sure, he kept his information private on the internet, and everyone calls him Mr. Russo no one dares to call his first name” she said sipping her yogurt then I asked further
“Why?” “Babe are you fucking serious you mean you don’t know Mr. Russo?” she said frustrated then I shook my head
“Whoa I’m not surprised whenever we bring in magazine you don’t bother to check even TV you don’t like to watch the news” Bianca said this time filing her nails and Tirana burst into laughter
“What’s so funny” I asked rolling my eyes at them…
“well He's the Rich, famous, arrogant, ruthless and to top it all an incredible handsome Billionaire the guy I told you I saw very briefly at Mr. Colombo party and I drooled over yes Claire don’t give me that look his fucking handsome with grey hazel eyes and did I tell you his physique just like an athlete….”
“Calm down girl you haven’t even answered my question” I cut her off from her ranting then Bianca answered instead
“babe what this bitch is trying to say is that he's a ruthless billionaire who doesn’t give a fuck about anyone his yes is yes and no is no so no one dare to cross his path except they want to see his dark side” she said in a breath. And I chuckled when he's not a God
“Most importantly… they are the most trending billionaire shipping magnate not just in New York but the whole United State” Bianca added as she scribbled her eyes trying to recur something
“Did I tell you he looked familiar but I don’t seem to get where I knew him from” she said then Tirana tackled her this time
“Babe he's a multi-billionaire, maybe you’ve seen him in one of those fashion magazine because I also had the thought but I couldn’t fathom where so I shrugged it off that it was probably because I see him often in a magazine” she pin-pointed trying to be reasonable and then turned to me
“So are you applying?” she asked...
“Maybe” I sighed
“Common girl I know they’ll pick you” she said sounding like my sister so convincing
“Common…” Bianca whined
“Ok fine” I gave in
“Yessss” they jumped just then I watched Tirana input something on her laptop
“Ok it’s done” Tirana said sipping her yogurt then I narrowed my eyes in confusion
“What’s done?” I asked
“I’ve registered you of course and the interview is a day after tomorrow that’s Monday” she said casually like it’s not a big deal
“What... Why…I mean that’s too early what if I change my mind” I said to her
“Well I know you can't” she said flicking her tongue at me.
“Oops sorry babe you got to do it” Bianca said winking
Finally its Monday I’m so nervous as hell Bianca has been trying to get me a perfect dress I mean this the 9th dress I’ll try on while Tirana has been looking for a perfect shoe for me.
“I think this perfect right Tira?” Bianca said facing Tirana
“Yes perfect” Tirana said showing a thumb up…I just rolled my eyes checking the outfit at the mirror
“Wow…hope this not too much” I said
"What’s too much?” Bianca asked
“My dress of course “I said checking it again I put on a cream chevron with a short black skirt making me look like a secretary already
“Of course not see this girl ...” Bianca said laughing I don’t blame her she’s a fashion designer she own a cloth boutique which is really trending this days with different companies trying to do contracts with her while Tirana is one of the highest paid Supermodel… the only TIRANA DAWSON
“Alright babe are you ready?” Tirana asked after applying a little make up on my face then I nodded its interview right not like it’s a death sentence so I don’t need to panic...
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Drowned
RomanceMeet Claire Anderson who has an identical twin sister named Clara Anderson. Claire Anderson blamed herself for the death of her twin sister because she was the real target. She has lived with this guilt all through her life until she met the man who...
