Do you believe that we all can find that one PERFECT person?
Well, Angelica Summers never did. That is, untill she met him. The Man in the White Shirt, who challenged her every beliefs. Maybe our Mr. PERFECT does exist. But how many of us get to m...
It was a man who started inquiring Nadia's leaving. "Oh, another one of those HNI clients she knew quite well." I thought. He was cute beyond words. They talked for few minutes as I got on with my work.
"Oh, she's the new Associate?" I heard him ask Nadia.
"Yes she is Mr. Russell." she replied.
"So, has Nadia taught you everything? Are you all set to handle it on your own, Miss?" he directed his questions to me in a very authoritative and concerned tone. It sent butterflies into my blood vessels, that hit every single cell in my body. What was it that I felt at that moment?
I looked at him and it was like I could stare into his eyes forever. "Yes, sir" I replied unconsciously not knowing whether the words were really mine.
He then grinned coolly and wished us both the best. He walked right past us, straight towards Mr.Morton's cabin. That's when I noticed him fully. He must've been around 6 ft 3, with an athletic build, jet black hair that was neatly parted to the sides. He did have few crisps of greys in the front and it gave him a mature look. He wore a subtle frameless specs that were only visible when one looked closely. He had a fresh white shirt that was fully buttoned and well fitted. It traced his biceps. He adorned an ink blue solid tie and a pair of navy blue trousers. The shine of his black leather shoes would have definitely been picked up by some satellite near the moon. A black leather rolex and a Bluetooth on his ear caught my hungry eyes.
And man! those eyes of his. They were like the deepest of the oceans, the darkest of all black holes, brightest of all super novas and burning with the fires of a thousand suns. I had never seen anyone or anything like those. All the celebrities lined up in my mind would still loose to him. This man was the embodiment of perfection.
He was in everyway, everything I actually wanted in a guy. He was an angel. Heaven sent. Or Hell sent. I couldn't really decide on one. He was Michael, Gabriel, Raphael, Uriel, Sealtiel, Jehudiel, Barachiel - the 7 Archangels put to one. For looking at him made me lighter, brighter, happier and something more. Yet, he was also Lucifer himself, putting all those satanic thoughts into my head. Who in the world was this Mr. Russell? Why has fate made me cross paths with him?
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If you can'tcomprehend how Angelica would have felt... well just look at Liam Hemsworth in the pic. *_* Cover pic: A busy Angelica
I inquired Nadia about this hombre. She stated that he was "our" Regional Head, Victor Russell. I realized that he was the occupant of the glass cabin at the regional HQ.
"Uhh... I thought it was Mr. Randall Lopez." I bluntly said out loud.
"Oh, there are 3 in total dear. For entire California. Mr. Randy was our ex-RH. It's been Victor for the last 4 months. So, yeah, he is our super boss... kinda guy." she replied.
"Hmm." That was all that came out of me.
Well, goodbye cute guy I thought to myself as he made his way out of our branch. It was highly unlikely that he'd visit our branch anytime soon. The guy sure has his hands full.
I went back to my work. And I was smiling without my knowledge.
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