The Billionaires Flirting Expert

4

Collaboration

I surveyed the recording studio. I grabbed the box above the table. I examined the things inside then glanced around the room. 

It looks like that's all I use. My eye caught my own album on top of the stuff in the box. 

My first self entitled album, at the back my songs are listed. There are fifteen songs in this album. 

My eye caught another album in the box. This is my second album. On the back, the songs I wrote are listed. 

Seventeen songs, Seventeen break up songs ... 

"Your contract is over, why are you here?"

I sighed and rolled my eyes. I knew that irritating voice. I faced her. 

He looked down at the box I was holding. "Oh, you're cleaning up the trash."

I tightened my grip on the box. Juliana is really annoying! 

I fold it.

"Make sure that's all your garbage. I don't want to see you here to pick up the leftovers."

Her eyes narrowed at the album I was holding in the other hand. My forehead furrowed as he took it from me. 

"This is your album right? This should be in trash. I'll throw it for you," he said smiling. 

She dashed towards the trash bin and threw the album. I glared at her with gritted teeth. 

The part of the box I was holding was crumpled. I want to throw the box containing the equipment at him. 

This demonic Juliana! The thickness of his face would throw my album away! I want her to tweak and gnaw in the trash until the thick make up on her face is erased! 

"You're welcome," she promised, smiling. 

I marched towards her. I stopped in front of her. I stared at it, if only the look was deadly. It is being mourned now. Bwiset this Juliana! What did my album do to him and did he discard it ?! 

It grinned. "Why do you look like that Artemesia? I helped you."

We both have the same eye level. I looked down at her beautiful hair. It's like it's inviting me to pick it up. I took a deep breath. 

No!

It's not possible, there are already many problems, I don't want to add more. 

I took a deep breath then passed him. I bent down to reach for the album, it was just on top of the trash, not that hard to pick up. 

"Poor Artemesia." She laughed. 

It turned away from me, it didn’t see the bad look I had on it. It played with the hair. 

"Julianna." She raised her face. 

"Your behavior is trash. Should I move it to the rotting trash? It's recycled here." I smirked. 

She glared at me. "How dare you ---"

It didn’t end with what his manager had to say. "Juliana you're early!"

I sighed and walked out of the room. I stare on the floor while walking towards the elevator. 

Juliana is definitely the new owner of the recording room. As you can imagine, with the amount of recording room, he chose me. 

That demonic woman! My album was really thrown away! 

"Artemesia?"

I raised my head. My forehead furrowed as our eyes met. "Luther?"