Jolina's POV
Damn this life! Dad can't shut his mouth up scolding me again. Well, it's really not my fault that I was born filthy rich with a gold spoon in my mouth. I don't want to work for our freakin' company and all I want to do is party all night and shop.
"Jolina, this is the last time! How many thousands of dollars do you spend within a day? You can't even do a basic job!" he shouted once more for the nth time. I rolled my eyes.
"Come on Dad! I've been telling you a hundred times that I. do. not. want. to work! I'm sure we earn tons of cash daily so it's nearly impossible for me to spend it all!" Huh. As if he could win his.
"No matter how much we have right now, we really don't know what will happen in the future Jolina. You're already 25! And why did I even let you graduate Business management if you can't even handle our business! And you know what, it's not just that. You're spending the company's money!"
I stood up. These type of conversations are driving me nuts. We're just going in circles. "Whatever Dad. Bye."
"And where do you think you're going Miss Jolina Marie?"
"Anywhere away from you!" then I shut the door close. On my way out, I saw the secretary looking at me along with a few other employees.
"What?!" I exclaimed. They all bowed their head silently. I'd rather just go shopping or maybe chill. Better call my friends. I dialed Ally's number and it rang a few times before she answered.
(Sup Jols!)
"Want to hang out Ally?"
(Sure thing! Meet up----) I didn't heard everything when someone bumped into me. My phone fell!
"Hey! Watch where you're---- ohh." and wow. This man is drop-dead stunning. Around six foot or so in his black tuxedo. His dark hair is a bit messy but those grey eyes that's looking down at me. Oh my. Spell perfection.
"Uh, hi." I greeted in a low voice. He picked up my phone and lent it to me.
"Sorry miss. I'm running late for my meeting." then he passed by me and damn he smells nice. Here I am. Star struck.
(Hello? Jolina? You there?) And then I came back to my senses.
"Oh yes. Sorry. I just bumped into this very handsome man. Jeez."
(Awe. You should've asked his number.)
"Oh no darling, I do not flirt like that. Now just shut up and wait for me at your bar. Call Karla as well, okay?"
(Okay buh-bye. See ya!)
"Bye." then I hang up. Time to get dolled up first.
***
We've been here for hours already at a nightclub owned by Karla. How I love this kind of life.
"Girls, look at that guy over there." Ally caught our attention while pointing her finger to someone behind me. I turned my head and looked at the same direction she's referring to. There's a guy sitting alone in the corner wearing a black polo shirt with a few buttons in front opened. Talk about hot.
""And he's all alone. Oh wait.. that's him!" I chirped with excitement. They looked at me with confused eyes.
"The guy I bumped into!" I exclaimed.
"Ohh. Indeed he looks gorg. Go ahead girl! Make him yours!" I smiled and stood up.
"Okay then." I walked gracefully going to Mr. Hot Guy's direction and sat in front of him. "Hi. You alone?" I asked sweetly.
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Uncontrollable Lust
Roman d'amourI am a brat who cares only for money, shopping, partying and even flirting until I got punished by my Dad. He made me the secretary of the drop dead gorgeous CEO and there's really something about him. Something that me, myself can't even take contr...
