Back With The Bad Boy

Philippines

2018

"Good morning Miss Rivera" my P.A. greeted me, I'm close to no one in this company just to be clear .

"Where's Mr. Pres?" I asked her . Mr. Pres is my dad, the owner of this company. As you can see, I don't call him 'dad' if  we're here as a sign of respect which is part of our tradition as a family and part of the contract.

Our Company is one of the biggest Company WorldWide , the Rivera Corps. It is the most influencial company in history .

"He's in his office miss, he's waiting for you" she answered and I just nod. I went to my dad's office right away.

I knocked and open the door of his office, I saw him there, sitting and is very spaced out.

"Good morning, Mr. Pres, you want to talk to me right?" I interrupted him.

"Good morning, have a seat" he answered and offered me a seat.

" I've decided that you will be the one who'll take control on our company in Philippines" he then stated

"What? I'm fine here in Canada!" I protested

"Ms. Rivera, You're talking to whom?" He asked

"TSS"

"Your manners young lady, control it tsk" he added...."Guess I don't have any choice" I murmured.. " And you will be working with Max George Gonzalez" I froze as I heard his name. Damn.

"Pardon?" I wish I heard it wrong. I wish.

"Max George Gonzalez" that name, that stupid name, the name that I really Despise. Shit.

"But I can manage our company in Philippines on my own Pres" I tried to convince him

"Yeah i know, but we already fixed our papers together with them and there's nothing else you can do" he stated firmly but I know that there is 50% chance that I can convince him.

"We don't need their partnership Pres we're already one of the most well-known and successful company worldwide"

"Put your feet on the ground young lady. We're done here, I already fixed your papers and your flight will be tomorrow so you should get ready" No I'm not giving up , 45% chance but 100% anger , I can't control it.

"But Dad!?" I started to protest- oh shit , did I just called him dad? FUCK.
Now there's no chance of convincing him .

"Get out." He said, and now he's mad. So there's nothing else I could do than to pack my things up. Ughh. I hate my life .

"So how was it Ms. Rivera?" My P.A. then said while I walk out of the door.

"It's none your business" 

"Sorry" she apologized but I just walk pass through her.

After what happened a while ago, I went straight to the parking lot and headed home.

I got my own house here in Canada, so there's nothing to worry about . When I got home I went straight to my room and started to pack my things. I'm living in my house alone, I don't need no one, I grew up as an independent woman.

And oh by the way I haven't told you about myself yet I forgot. I'm Graciana  Rivera pronounced as (Gra-cha-na) weird name right? HALF HISPANIC and HALF FILIPINO . I'm already 22 years old and is currently living in Toronto, Canada. I have a curly brunette hair , big eyes with the same color as jade, long lashes, thick brows, long tiny nose, rosy cheeks, little frickles and a pouty pinkish lips. I'm a little bit tanned, stands 5'9 tall, body measurement: 36-22-34. My favorite color is mint green. I'm a supermodel. And lastly I'm NBSB and I'm not ashamed of myself. I'm even proud of it.