ARIANNA'S POV
BEEP BEEP......BEEP BEEP.
The voice from my phone on night stand woke me up. It's 7 am. Time to wake up. I did my daily chores. After shower I came out of the bathroom and went into my walk-in-closet. After wearing the undergarments, I chose a white shirt and a black pencil shirt. It looks simple yet stunning on me.
I put on a light make up and wore my black stilettos, picked my purse, car keys and locked the door.
I took the elevator and went to the basement. I took my car and pulled it into the New York streets. Due to the heavy traffic I reached my office by 8:30 am. When I entered the office and took my place and pulled my laptop out from my bag and put the screen into life.
After an hour, I got a call from my boss so I visited him in his cabin. I reached his cabin door and knocked it."Come in." A firm voice said. I entered and took the place in front of his glass desk."Arianna, I have a very important work for you. It can make your carrier."
"What?" I asked with confusion written on my face. He replied "You have to found a new job."
CHRISTOPHER'S POV
I am in my office having a cup of coffee and reading the magazine. AGAIN I m the Top Story.
The headlines say:
'CHRISTOPHER KNIGHT, KNOWN AS THE RUTHLESS AND A HEARTLESS MAN. WHY DOES HE KEEPS HIS LIFE SO PRIVATE? WHY DO NONE OF US DON'T EVEN KNOW HIS MIDDLE NAME? WHAT IS THE SECRET BEHIND THE SUSPENSE OF HIS LIFE?'
All rubbish. What is with this paparazis. Can't they just leave me alone?
This is for the fourth time this month that I am the top story of the NYC BILLIONAIRES MAGAZINE.
I called my PA "SCREW THE PERSON BEHIND THE STORY IN THE NYC BILLIONAIRES MAGAZINE" I snapped at her and cut the call before she could answer.
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