DEREK POV
"Good morning sir…" My personal assistant Stanley greeted me as I had my breakfast.
"Hmm.." I nodded in response as I took my coffee.
"Miss Bianca..had already signed the contract to work as a secretary... She'll be resuming today."
"Good, Is my car ready?" I asked already having a victory smile on
"Are you making your identity known today?" He inquired with a raised eyebrow.
I looked up at him with the most defiant gaze ever "Since when did you start answering questions with questions Stanley? Are you tired of living already?" I snapped.
"I'm very sorry sir...I was just... " He replied, trembling with his head bowed. He couldn't even make a coherent sentence, and that's how I love it.
"Shut up…" I snapped again, smirking in satisfaction.
"How do I look?" I asked again.
"Perfect Sir…" He answered, scanning me from head to toe.
I was putting on a three-piece black suit, with my hair perfectly styled, just girls love.
"Let's leave now," I announced
"After you sir.." He replied, adjusting his glasses, going to stand behind me.
"It won't be a bad idea seeing the love of my life on her first day of work would it?" I implored with a smile on my face.
"Of course not sir, It's a good idea." He answered.
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The car pulled up in front of DD ENTERTAINMENT INDUSTRY...
Almost immediately another car pulled up.
Only to see the love of my life coming out looking beautiful and sophisticated as always. She is wearing a wine shirt, a black pencil skirt, and high heels. The dress fits her perfectly and brings out her beautiful curves.
Clasping a Celine designer bag with her gorgeous hands and putting on a black shade.
She walked into the industry with all eyes on her as usual.
"My Queen is looking so glamorous isn't she?" I solicited, giving a cheeky smile.
"Yes..yes of course she is Sir." My assistant answered.
"Drive to the back entrance." I wanna be close to her.
"Yes sir."
BIANCA POV
I woke up as early as I could and got dressed looking as professional as I could. I am going to prove to that dumbo that there's nothing or no role that Bianca Wilson can't take heads on.
"You look beautiful Bianca." Fiona complimented, checking out my dress.
"That's my goal and nickname, look beautiful no matter what." I acknowledged proudly.
"Are you ready?"
"Of course I am," I responded with my head high.
"I will escort you to the company." She said,
"What time do I close?" I asked before she could walk out.
"I think it's six pm... You officially close at 5:30 pm. Extra time is Six pm." She explained.
"What about your fans?" Fiona asked again worried. Gosh, when the hell will she stop getting worried about what my fan would think?
"Fiona, I don't care anymore… working as a secretary there would make me more famous." I let out in annoyance.
"And please let's not go to this topic again," I said again knowing she would want to give another reply.
"I am so sorry, it's just that I am worried for you." She said again.
"That's why I keep telling you I am fine Fiona…. You know let's forget this topic came about."
"Shall we leave now?" I asked, putting on my shades.
"Of course, we can." I walked out of my condo getting into my SUV along with Fiona and the driver drove out of the estate.
Getting to the company, I couldn't help but leave my mouth wide open. It's more huge and beautiful than the one seen on tv and in commercials.
"Fiona, watch me make them sign me to model for them," I whispered confidently with a wink.
"I hope so, Bianca…. it's also gonna be a good opportunity for me." She said delightedly, attaining an eye roll from me.
Thought, she is worried about me being a secretary there. "Hey, you can blame me, I was only worried." She said in a defensive tone knowing the look I was giving her.
"Whatever," I muttered.
I got out of the car and bid Fiona goodbye, an eye all eyes turning to me o as usual, gosh forgot to put on my mask.
Some were taking pictures of me, while others gasped and murmured as I sauntered past them. I need to start putting on a disguise now, so as not to draw more attention and let folks know I am planning for a new drama.
I went to the reception office and met a blonde slutty dress girl by the desk.
"Good morning," I greeted her, with a little smile but it disappeared the moment she replied.
"Morning, Miss Wilson." She retorted sharply.
I gave her a hard glare and replaced it with a smile again.
"Here's my file," I said, dropping it on her table.
"Welcome to DD ENTERTAINMENT…" She confirmed with an eye roll. I wish I could plug out her eyes, who does she think she is to talk to me in such a manner? I was boiling within myself to manage to be under control.
"How do I get to my office?" I solicited, with a forced smile.
"Go straight and take the elevator, take it to floor fifteen there you should be able to find your way." She described nonchalantly executing what God knows.
"Aren't you supposed to be the one to show me around? I asked now irritated with the stupid attitude she has been showing.
"Well, Bianca Wilson... I've got a lot of things to do so I don't think I can help you idling around." She responded by picking up her phone.
"Excuse me?"
"You heard me right… so you better run along now...you don't want to get a query on your first day." She snorted.
Not wanting to cause a scene on my first day u decided to follow the description she gave.
I went as directed, and saw two elevators.
"That bitch!" Which elevator am I supposed to take? I grunted within myself.
There were two elevators.. one on the left, the other on the right.
I shrugged and took the second one on the right and entered the fifteenth floor.
Suddenly it stopped and a man in black entered...
"What are you doing here? He asked, in the most scoring voice ever.
I looked up to see who it was and it was...
I felt my whole body still, seeing who he was…