Devante Swing, known as Mr SWING. One of the most powerful men in the music industry. He runs his own record label in New York City called "SWING RESIDENT". Everybody who was everybody wanted to work there for or with him. But the chances were very...
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Awakening to my ringing alarm I leaned over from my small bed I got yesterday, almost falling over. I grabbed the alarm cut it off and put it back on the dresser. Today is my first day at SWING RESIDENT I could've sworn I wasn't gonna get a spot there. Luckily I did, but I was still somewhat mad at his rudeness yesterday. If that was somebody else I would've snapped out he was so lucky his fineness saved him
The man was gorgeous; nobody could ever deny that. He will make any woman weak to the knees I know this because mine was trembling
I got up from my bed checking the time it was 5:30. Yes I know early but Mr Devante himself said I had to be there at 7 or my service wouldn't be needed. SO if I have to wake up early every morning at this time I will it's just 3 hours early before my usual work time down in Georgia. Even though this wasn't what I expected when I came down here, I didn't plan on being anyone's assistant I shouldn't be doing anything for no one but write. OH WELL NAOMI YOU CAN'T TURN BACK NOW
I lifted up from my bed throwing the covers off of me. I walked towards my box of clothes and found something casual to wear, something that didn't scream too much. I laid them out on the bed before entering the bathroom down the hall. After an hour of getting ready I was now heading out the door, letting the cold breeze hit my face. I locked the door behind me. I walked to the side of the streets and waved for a taxi. Yeah I have to take a taxi till I save enough money to get myself another car
One of the taxi's finally stopped, so I walked over to open the door. I got in telling him the place to take me to. The guy didn't hesitate to step on the gas and take me to my destination. He stopped the car on the side of the building, I pulled out a $20 and tried handing it to him
"No it's fine, I know how job interviews are out here" he said, smiling bright as ever. Little did he know that was yesterday but I guess
"Thank you" I nodded my head. Opening the car door I got out closing it behind me. I look at the big tall building that I was standing out in front of yesterday I hope today goes well
I don't know this DA BASSMENT crew. I'm guessing they're all men, because Mr SWING said their last assistant had an affair with one of them. Well it's time for you to find out Naomi
When I stepped foot into the building I got a few stares from some of the people, there were more of them today than yesterday. I ignored that and made my way to the elevator, it was 3 other girls in there. I entered and stood in front of them and pressed the 13th floor button I heard them gasp under their breath
"Um aye excuse me" one of them spoke out loud to me. I turned around seeing the light skin one who stood in the middle talking
"Hmm?" I answered
"You pressed the wrong floor can't nobody go up there to the 13th floor but ANR's and producers" she said
"It's okay I had a talk with Mr SWING himself yesterday I pressed right" I said with a plastered smile on my face
