TEN REASONS WHY

Silvia Evans POV

Work. At the law enforcement. With the dumb agents. Not because I went to school for this. Not because I want to. But because I am the only one who will work their ass off for being CEO of this damned company.

What a great introduction, eh?

Well, I'm Silvia. I'm from Louisiana and I currently live in Los Angeles, California. Why? Why not. I have auburn reddish brown hair down to my belly button, huge hazel eyes, full pink lips, long eyelashes, a tiny nose, and perfectly white straight teeth.

Why the description? I just thought you'd get to know me. And damn do I sound like some sort of philosopher...

I am 24 years old. I am five feet four inches but let me fucking tell you I will beat your ass with my tiny self and I can sure as hell is hot do it.

Hmm, I had a job before this as a Victoria Secret model. They eventually didn't need my service anymore, but I still get everything free there with my veteran card.

I hated my name, Silvia. I mean what kind of parent would name their kid Silver. So I changed it to Silvia. Silvia Rose Evans.

Yeah, well now that you know me, let's get along with my hell of a day shall we?

I walked into the twelve story building. Smith Evans Corp. Titled the top. Smith was my boss's last name. Cory Smith. Evans was my last name. Silvia Evans.

I greeted business men and women, assistants, and secretaries as I walked to the elevator. I pressed Floor Four to get Paige, my best friend and assistant.

Beep. "You've reached the fourth floor." The monotone voice advised me.

"Silvia! How've you been?" Paige asked. "Great! Daily schedule, please?" I answered. "Sure thing. You have a meeting in 15 minutes, 11th floor, Daniels & Daniels office with Nathaniel Jones. I hear he is smoking hot so I stuck a panty liner in the pad of your flats." She said, adding a wink at the end.

I just laughed. And she is the reason I can cope with this job.

"Let's go!" She smiled. We hopped on the elevator and Paige pressed the 11.

Beep. "You've reached the eleventh floor."

"Alrighty! Daniels & Daniels office. Martha said to be up for an argument and don't get lost in his looks!" Paige giggled. "Got it. Files?" I asked. "Here you go. Notes. Personal files. Background check went well." Paige smiled.

"Love you, girl." I said, slightly pushing the door open. "Ditto." She replied.

I walked in and sat down. I quietly looked through my files waiting for Mr. Jones. Ugh. He's already five minutes late. What a great first impression!

"Hi, Mrs. Evans," A husky voice approached. Oh my, I just heard the voice of my dreams. Deep southern accent. Mm mm good.

"Hi, Mr. Jones." I replied. His eyes goggled down to my huge basketballs most people call breasts. "Eyes up here Mr. Jones. Call me Silvia." I said confidently. Where did all this courage come from?!

He sat down and blushed secretively. Haha. "So, what brings you here, sir?" I asked. "Although it is very appealing, you calling me sir, that is. You are welcome to use that in bed. I prefer Nathan, Nate, or Nathaniel. I'm an undercover detective looking into buying your company."

"Woah! Little much? I've worked two hard ass years to be CEO. Is that so much to ask? I'm not trying to let out my anger on you but that would be a definite n-" I said and he cut me off.

"Silvia, before you say that dreadful word that starts with n and ends with o, listen to me. By my company, you will lose your job, so will Paige. But, you both will get 14 million a year for, well, sitting on your couch and watching chick flicks. I want you to discuss this with Paige and your company. Before you ask, I have already talked with Cory. He agrees with the whole plan. We will discuss this over dinner. I will pick you up at your house at eight, okay? Okay. Oh and by the way, I'm not creepy, Paige just doesn't keep her mouth shut and now I know where you live. See you at eight!" And he walked out.

Oh, but that baseball ass...

"Stop staring, you'll get it later." Nathan said. I gasped and he walked away. "See you at dinner, hottie." He said at last.

Oh my god. I have to tell Paige. Like everything. My phone started ringing. Paige.

S - Silvia P- Paige

S "Hey! You won't believe what just happened!"

P "I just saw Mr. Hunky McHunkins!"

S "I know right! And we are discussing the argument over dinner! I have to talk to you about that by the way..."

P "Why the voice trail off?"

S "Meet me outside in five. We are taking off today."

P "Um, okay...?"

S "Alrighty!"

And I hung up. I had to pack up my stuff to meet Paige.

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"So what's the deal?" Paige said as we finally met up. "Well..." I started.

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Alrighty! This is just the introduction to a hopefully great upcoming story! Full of suspense and love! Y'all should read this at your own risk, there is strong sexual content and explicit language! Love y'all, M~