Chained to Mr. Billionaire

IT WAS "NICE" MEETING YOU

A/N: Sorry I decided to cut some parts and put it in another chapter because I had noticed it was too long for a one chapter. I really apologize for it. But rest assured, I didn't add or edit any parts.

I run out of the cab. For christ's sake I'm late for half an hour in my first day of work. I must've overslept for our little party with Shane.

I didn't bother to pace at the huge famous building of Cartropollin Modeling Agency. I googled it but it isn't enough to know everything. I just hope I won't get lost in here. And of course I hope they wouldn't fire me because I'm late for my first day of work and I'm already giving them the first impression of me.

Well a good combination of Late and Traffic. I meant that as a sarcasm and in a negative way. I've never been late in my life. I totally regret it today. Very. I sighed as I run off to the desk with my 4 inch thin red heels. Remind me not to slip or fall because of my heels that I'm wearing. Plus my fitted short dress makes me feel hard to run fast. The struggle of being a model in my first day. This is a must. To look good and professionally. Designed by me.

I stopped in front of the desk and I saw the female blonde wearing a skirt and coat look at me as she drop down her pen.

"How can I help you?" She smiled at me. Genuine one. She looks very professional but scratch that. I'm gonna be late!

"I'm Leila Kilver. Where should I go? I'm the new trainee model in here" I asked but still noticed her beautiful bluish eyes and her perfect make up. I can say she can be a good model also based on her fashion taste and her body build. I cleared my throat.

"Oh, It's just on the third floor and go right. Stop at the fifth door. That's the meeting room. And I was told your dressing room is just in front of that door" She explained. I thanked her and hurriedly walk towards the elevator and pressed the up button.

I waited impatiently. Its gonna be an hour now if this takes long. I would want to just take the stairs but there's no bloody hell I will risk it while wearing my 4 inches heels and short dress. Also the fact that someone might see me and another gossip to talk about. I didn't want to be the center of attention so I'm trying my best to not to get involved in anything.

The door finally opens. I go inside and pressed the button to the 3rd floor. I hold my purse tightly and take a deep breath. I'm nervous for my first day. And knowing i'll be scolded when I arrive. Better get myself ready for what will happen. Or whatever happens. I should maintain my coolness. Don't snap out of it, Leila.

The door was about to close but someone caught the elevator. Holding the elevator door lightly with one hand. I noticed the man in front of me wearing a black suit with his perfect pale skin and perfect built in body. I can tell he work out everyday. Maybe once or twice. He looks like a celebrity from his looks and the atmosphere around him. Plus his natural pink lips.

Though it makes me feel awkward. I don't know why. No fans. No people around him. Who is he?

He also had his brown hair gelled in the back. His bluish crystal eyes sparkles. Though the look looks mysterious and something odd. It feels like I saw him somewhere. Plus his perfect curved jaw line. How I want to feel his hair. Is it soft?

Gosh, Why am I being like this? But I can't help but to think he is like a Prince charming who fell down the earth. Perfect and hot creature in front of me. I can already imagine him holding flowers, had a perfect BMW parked in my garage. Holding an affordable ring and medium sized pink bear. Even having a small date somewhere. Movies... Trip to somewhere... Swimming.. Jacuzzis—