she meets bad [ON HOLD]

pandora's box: the golden

jennie kim.

one of the sought-after heiresses in all of asia. became the ceo of her father's company at a very young age and has been swiftly ruling it with such precision and power. she took up a business course way back in college and finished at the top of her class. studied and excelled her masters and is now one of the marketing and publicity genuises in south korea.

everything this woman touches turns into money. she has this tickle in her brain that knows what the public wants, may it come from the greasiest cheeseburger or to the hottest boygroup that could swoon the hot and bothered teenage fangirls. she knows exactly when to do and when to stop doing things, she has great timing. and honestly, nobody knows how she does it.

kim companies held its supremacy for the longest run, and it went on under the heiress' hands. they somehow created a monopoly in the business of marketing, publicity, star-making and creating fads. you want something to capture and seduce the audience? jennie kim has the knack to command it.

jennie kim, a woman built with grace and power. recently named by forbes magazine as #1 of the most richest individual in all of asia.

a woman with a ticking timebomb for money. a woman who knows her money. a woman with money.

a woman with grace.

a woman with undeniable beauty.

a woman of power.

she closed the pages of the magazine as she's done reading the article. she sighed and sits lousily in her huge, overused, dusty couch, that's perfect for her lounging, small physique. she leaned in the top of the couch and looked up in the ceiling, still with the magazine clutched in her left hand. only the light from the table lamp giving her company.

after minutes of just being zoned out with the ceiling she raised her left hand to her face and has the sight of the new issue of time magazine.

her huge, brown, doe eyes stared at the face on the cover along with the big fonts spreading accross it.

jennie kim: the rise of the dragon lady

yes, that jennie kim is indeed beautiful. everything the article said about her is true, and she can see it in the woman's cat-like eyes on the cover. the woman is power.

she unconciously rolled her eyes and sighed hard. she then threw the magazine on the nearby table, grabbed her black leather jacket, took some time to puff herself a cigarette and left her place.

this is going to be hard.

. . . . .

"okay, one last frame jennie!" the photographer shouted as the woman obeyed and did herself justice with the last shots.

the set-up was perfect for the photoshoot and the meat of the interview, there are all black cardboard walls around her as the backdrop, a single wooden stool as a prop and her get up right now, a lady tuxedo with some black slacks that somehow hugged the curves of her hips perfectly, louboutin shoes and lots of jewelries to complete the package. the stylist did her hair in messy waves and her make-up a bit light, showing a little ruggedness. she also had different outfit changes, which shows her busy business life and her being a ruthless, young ceo.

"perfect! that's a wrap everyone!" she heard the photographer again as the last clicking sounds of the camera tingles in her ear.

"ms. jennie?" her secretary then come rushing to her direction. "mr. kim is on the phone."

she immediately took the phone not wanting the person on the other line to wait another millisecond for her to answer. she composed herself even with the people around her fixing her hair, her make-up and changing her clothes for her. she puts the phone on her ear sounding as firm as the usual. "hello dad?"