Leanne, once betrayed by the only man she has ever loved, vows to never love again. But what happens when the same guy walks back into her life begging for a second chance.
Im literary so nervous right now. My dream job was within my reach and i just had to nail this interview to get it!.
So officially... i specialise in business management and i love my qualification.
I have worked as a P.A in my previous job at the second biggest company in the business industry, Connors Corporation.
I quit my job because the so called boss of mine was hitting on me and he was so damn disgusting (though other girls find him quite charming)...i dont even get it.
I stare at myself through the wall sized mirror as i try to contemplate on what i should wear.
I dont wanna go all out but thats who i am. I'm a crazy rich bitch whos too broken to ever love again, whos sooo damn addicted to fashion and who loves noone in this world more than her babies.
Which narrows it down to this...im gonna let my two best friends pick an outfit for me coz im a nervous wreck right now and im not in my right mind.
"Stacy!, Marla!...get your lazy asses up here right now!" I scream my lungs out at them.
Exactly two minutes later, they both come rushing into my room followed by two giggling girls.
"I have no godamn idea what to wear to this interview," I announce.
Lyric and Lyria looked at me as if they are looking at a ghost and Stacy just smiled.
"OMG!...I cant believe my ears right now!"Marla screeched,
"Is it me or did Miss Fashionista here just say she's confused about what to wear?"
"Dont test my temper right now, Marla," i grumbled.
They ended up picking a white elegant formal button up dress for me to wear.
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****** I glanced at my my white gucci watch: 09.45. Shit!! Im so damn late and i have to be there by 10.00.
Agitated, i make a swift sprint towards my garage. I quickly get into my pink range rover.
The only thing in my mind was acing that interview. I needed to start working again...well, at least to blow off some steam. Work prevented me from overthinking things, which i tend to do literally all the time.
I knew i didnt need this job, i would never need a job considering i technically run the family business, which earns more than millions monthly.
××××××××× I made it just in time. Thank God!!
I quickly look around the elegantly beautiful reception. Damn!this place was a beauty.
From the white exquisite marble floors to the well polished black glass walls. Whoever the architect was, he was definitely goood
I make my way towards the receptionist, a slim woman with blonde shoulder length hair.
