"Wait...what?", Omar asked in shock.
"Ive just been told that Adrienne is my new personal assistant."
"I mean, what's the big deal?", he asked. "Wouldn't you like that? Now she can personally assist you with... stuff."
I shook my head. "I have no problem with it but I don't know about her. What if she doesn't want to? What if she thinks I'm making this all up? She's one of those independent girls. She won't want to work for someone directly like that."
Omar shrugged. "Guess you won't know until you try. All I can say is don't abuse your privileges, ya know?"
"Thanks for the help.", I said sarcastically as I walked over the the door.
"Sorry, man. I can't be interfering with all this. What's meant to be is meant to be."
I rolled my eyes as I walked towards the door. "You don't understand."
Omar laughed a little. "You sound like a girl right now. But whatever, good luck."
*Adrienne's POV*
"Ahem."
I heard someone clear their throat and looked up to see Prince Royce standing there, looking down at his feet.
"Oh, I didn't notice you there.", I said.
He looked up once he heard me speak. "Oh, it's alright. I just wanted to talk to you about something."
Me? Of all people? That was weird. "Oh, okay.", I said smoothing out my skirt and standing. "What did you want to talk about?"
"Oh, it's nothing too serious but it is a little important."
"Oh...", I slowly sat back down.
Prince Royce looked back down at the ground again and shifted his weight from one foot to the other. "It's about your job..."
Oh god. My mind immediately went to the worst possible idea. What if I was getting fired? I couldn't get fired now, Marilyn was coming tomorrow.
"I talked to Dre...", he continued. "And he wanted to know... he wants you to be my personal assistant Adrienne."
*Prince Royce's POV*
"Oh, um, this is sudden... but sure."
"I completely understand if you don't but-wait-you're serious?"
Adrienne nodded. "I don't see why I'd turn down that offer." She paused before adding "Just don't think you're all high and mighty now, Mr. Royce." She gave a wink.
I laughed slightly, still a little shocked that she answered me and didn't say no. "Well, um, that's great. So, you can started tomorrow?"
"Mhmm. That's just fine."
"Good, good. I'll see you then."
"Yup... boss.", she winked again.
I gave a wave before leaving the lobby. That was so much easier than I thought it'd be. I gave a slight sigh of relief.
Omar was patiently waiting for when I can back. He looked up from his phone when he heard me come in. "So how'd it go?"
"She said yeah."
Omar smiled. "That's great, man. You're just that much closer."
I nodded happily.
"It's crazy though, Royce. This girl's only been here a week and you've already fallen head over heels. I have never, in my four years knowing you, seen you get like this."
I shook my head. "I don't know, Omar. She's just..."
"I mean, she's one of the prettiest girls I've ever seen but, like, you barely know her... you know, like personally."
"Well, now I get the chance to."
"You right, you right.", He said. "You just better hurry up before Antonio does. He's a few steps ahead of you."
*Adrienne's POV*
You had to admit, being a personal assistant to Prince Royce seemed like a pretty cool job. I mean, I wasn't obsessed with him anymore, but he was a celebrity none the less.
I was busy checking the company email when I got a text. I smiled slightly to myself, it was from Antonio.
You busy tonite or nah ?
I thought for a minute before replying:
Not really... why ?
After a minute or two he sent a message.
wanna come over later ? I kno it's sudden but I still wanna get to know you better
I shrugged. It couldn't hurt, after all he was a pretty nice guy. And a sexy one at that.
Sure that'd be nice. Ill see you tonight.
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Toma una Foto (A Prince Royce Fan Fiction)
FanficMeet Adrienne Munoz. An aspiring photographer and artist who snags a job as a personal assistant and receptionist...at 2Strong records. When she finds out she'll be working close to the bachata singer, Prince Royce, she's less than thrilled. Plus, a...