A scandal with Mr CEO

Chapter 2

Kiara

We had everyone everywhere like a hot pile of mess, people were pushing their way to get a chance with this man and it kept me wondering how I had no idea that amount of people were right outside the shop. We had people trying to guide us to God knows where and with everyone pushing on everything, I only had the chance to move through the narrow space in between. Two men acted like the dam, holding behind the waves of thirsty paparazzi. While I was in between turning back and hiding in the crooks of the shop or just following him, I felt hand push me forward and I followed. Well, I wouldn't say I followed because I wanted to. It's more of an only choice kind of decision.

Y'all I felt like Kim K.

The only sad thing is that all of that had to happen when I had a flimsy yellow dress on. The world just has its way of bringing things up unexpectedly. With all these pictures flying around, I wonder how my messy hair and apron is going to look on the front page tomorrow or maybe tonight cause this attention is over the top.

We were guided to one of the big cars of the two outside and I was pushed in before I got the chance to object. I moved to the other side of the seat while Mr Magazine worthy slammed the door shut and locked it. Then it was just two of us behind and a driver in front.

I had mixed feelings and most of it came from the fact that the cause of this whole mess is the same guy that denied me access into his big boy company. Now the tables have turned and my once invisible self is now popular.

Not that I hate the thought of being popular but who walks into a coffee shop and makes it the Met Gala?

"You better start explaining" I said, crossing my arms over my damp dress. All the struggle to make it here made me forget the clouds had deposited some of its content on me "What's the meaning of this? Showing up in my shop after practically insulting me"

"It's not your shop, it's the place you work and I did not insult you, I told you facts. It's very simple, it was raining, I needed a place with shade and away from the public and the shop was the only place with an open door"

"The sign says closed"

"It's difficult to see a small sign in the dark Gwen, but it's easier to see a person"

"Who's Gwen? I thought I caused such a scene earlier, you should at least remember my first name"

"Well, I'm not obligated to know your name or anything about you. What we need to do is find a way out of this because the whole internet is going to be about me tomorrow and I can't have this scandal tarnishing my image"

"And my image too"

"You're a coffee shop girl"

"That you got in trouble with"

I'm going to assume the coffee shop girl thing didn't hurt me cause everyone knows if I had the chance, I wouldn't be behind the counter flashing a fake smile at people who wouldn't give two cents to save my life. What struck me, however, is that amidst this whole thing, it's almost as if I hadn't quite wrapped my head around the consequences of this. I didn't know what would happen tomorrow, I had no idea about what the reporters would write and I certainly didn't know a thing about celebrity gossip and scandals but in one way or the other, I'd gotten myself intricately tangled with a man that has zero joy.

I may not know who this guy is but his fortune and this amount of attention are enough to prove his influence and if I'd gotten into this mess with his reputation being at stake then there's only one thing to be done.

Ask for what I truly need, you can't blame me on that one, I'm struggling, okay?

"The job"

"What job? We have better things to focus on than your position in an almost shattered shop Gwen, try to concentrate"