" Don't be afraid to fall in love. If he's the right one, he will catch you. And if he isn't, the right one will. "
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And Psyche thought that she wanted to regret her choice of clothes that day when the CEO called for an emergency meeting on a Sunday afternoon. Although her co-employees enjoyed wearing dress down, everyone was still up with their fashion and Psyche felt awful about it. As if she felt she looked like wearing a garbage black bag seated beside her colleagues who were still wearing a voguish type of get up even when they were wearing shorts and slippers on that day. The CEO himself looked comfortable and still looking expensive on a Gucci white shirt, jeans and slippers. This was all happening while she was wearing an oversize yellow, tweety bird shirt, black pajamas, and slippers? Her leggings had to go, unfortunately, because it has holes on it and she's running out of time to even consider looking for better clothes. Her laundry was full packed. She didn't have a choice and the black pajamas became her life savior. By the time she saw her office mates the first thing that she thought of doing was to walk out of the building. Damn her and her sense of fashion because she looked like she just went out of the bed, while the people around her were roaming the premises as if they just came out of a summer party.
The emergency meeting was all about a big client wishing to take part to their annual charity outreach wherein they choose a local, most depressed area and extend assistance. Rafa Armand called for an emergency meeting with the upper management because he wanted to prioritize this project above all else. Luckily, when Psyche arrived, Richard Armani chose to work inside his office and didn't join them. It was up until when Rafa Armand asked her to photocopy some documents that she realized she needed to go to the photocopying machine that was located in front of Richard Armani's office. She cannot say 'No' of course. So, she collected all the folders from the group after she served everyone sandwiches and coffee. Summoning more of her stable courage, confidence and something else, Psyche raised her chin and went straight to the photocopying machine without turning her head, even a second, to look at the man who was busy minding his own business in front of his laptop. Although she knew that Richard Armani looked evidently, knee-melting, so much of an eye-candy, wearing a black Polo Sport collared shirt, khaki shorts and sneakers. Yes, Psyche knew. She can't help checking him out in silence when she passed by his office earlier. And damn her, she can't deny that the guy looked gorgeous, with those arrogant jaw, pointed nose and brushed up hair as if he just went out of shower. When Psyche realized that she was once again day dreaming about a person who was obviously displeased in having her around, she almost kicked her face just because she's without a doubt a traitor to herself. Psyche was half musing and half doing photocopying documents, actually wondering if Richard Armani was looking at her, when she heard an unfamiliar voice midst the office silence.
" Hi! I am looking for Richard Armani? I think he's here. Is he available? "
Psyche's head quickly turned where the voice was coming from and saw a woman wearing a simple pink blouse and jeans. Psyche's absentmindedly frowned and forgot what she was doing at that time, as the machine continued on buzzing. She scanned the woman in pink's profile and thought that she didn't recognize this person at all. Psyche's sure that she had Richard Armani's life researched and so she wondered if she missed anything. She knew the everything and anything about the man, most specially the women who he involved in his gigolo's life. But she can't remember this particular woman though, who looked pretty wearing a small face and a hair which was obviously rebonded. Though her nose oddly looked like a button, Psyche could very well tell that the woman was quite a looker. Amy approached the woman who introduced herself as Valerie. Amy asked for the woman to have a sit and will check on Richard Armani if he was available. Psyche frowned even more. Valerie? Who's Valerie?

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" Love Untitled " ~ The Road To Your Heart ~ BOOK FIVE
RomansaPsyche Alexis Amandi-Ernestine Saavedra hungered for great revenge and she saw him as the best ticket to plot her longtime desire to ruin a life. Unprepared though, she wasn't expecting the guy to look beyond as handsome. The dimpled Vice President...