Grayson Hughes is the CEO of his record label, GH Records. His company has signed a lot of successful artists that have declared him the best at what he does. At the age of 28, he has created iconic music and made himself a billionaire. He is a play...
I stand in awe at the beautiful sight of his penthouse. I walk in slowly from the elevator to admire the beauty at a slow pace. From the stunning white couches, to the pure hardwood floors and the incredible lighting that the night is bringing in through the ceiling leveled windows, it is just simply magnificently beautiful. As I turn around to explore all my surroundings, I notice I'm alone.
"Grayson?" I silently shout not wanting to disturb anything or anyone.
"Excuse me?" A feminine voice comes from behind me causing me to scream. "Sorry I didn't mean to scare you." The lady says as I come face to face with her.
"It's okay. Do you know where Grayson is?" I ask.
"He went upstairs, while you were in your own little world." She giggles at her statement. "He actually tried to call you a couple times out of your trance, but no luck."
"Sorry. This is my first time seeing a place like this." I explain going to back to eye raping the place.
"You think this place is amazing, wait till you see his Bel-Air home, it is beautiful." The lady says.
"He has another place?" I ask not actually shocked because that's what rich people do.
"He has like five other places. One time he...."
"Okay Lucinda, that's enough." Grayson appears from the staircase causing me and the lady, whose name I'm assuming is Lucinda, to jump out of our skin. "Are you okay?" Grayson asks me while putting his hand around me.
"Yeah. I'm fine."
"Good. Terry, this is my housekeeper, Lucinda. Lucinda, this is my.... Ummm."
"Terry. I'm Terry." I say interrupting him, and extending my hand to Lucinda.
"Nice to meet you, Terry. If you need anything just let me know. Excuse me." And with that Lucinda disappeared to I don't even know where since I've never been here before.
"Look Terry...." Grayson starts before I cut him off.
"It's okay. I don't know what we are either. Let's just, go with the flow." To be honest, I thought he was going to say boyfriend, I'm kind of happy he didn't.
"So, this is my place. How do you like it?" He takes my hand and starts walking me around.
"It's amazing."
"Wait till you see upstairs." Before I knew it, I was being pulled towards the staircase and heading up stairs. "This is my bedroom."
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"This is it?" I ask in disbelief.
"What? You don't like it?" He asks.
"It's so.... What's the word, boring." I say shrugging my shoulders.
