Evading The Billionaire

le on his face. I got off my bar stool to hug him. He looked handsome in his white polo s

I asked as Josè wrapped

dy to go? The designer is looking f

ling the familiar heart palpitations, which

sè put his arm around me. “Let’s

mean the stu

blocks away from here.” Josè

use it, sitting in the cab will only resul

Taking my hand Josè and

nner?” Josè enquire

en for Theodore’s infuriating cousin,” I

ave me one of his peculiar

o bigger than Jupiter,” I grumbled,

him very much,

ing humans was legal, I would love to torture

terrible for you to be this mad,” Jos

open his mouth,” I responded

’ll be able to forget about this T

h further do we hav

from that lamp post and we’

e, anything new with y

coming next wee

other? Do you mean

nly,” Josè res

his visit.” We took a left and I started look

etter when he’s not her

the family peac

on’t have that. But if you think me and him are a family then

down.” I hated se

that looked as if it came straight out of a home decor magazine. The three-storey building had a gabled roof with dark pink tiles; the façade was wh

eautiful studi

rang the bell, and the door opened in less than ten seconds. A flustered looking female, wearing a si

elp you?” She looke

iend to model the clothes.” Josè gestured towa

e of her clipboard and hurriedly scanned the

am.” I

ve had my head. Please come in.” The lady ushered me inside like a moth

ng. The entire space was turned into the perfect place for a photoshoot. There were various couches in different colors, shapes and sizes, strategically placed all

Vince?” I aske

the clothes,” he replie

red to the couches. “I’ll let Mrs. Vince know that you’re here.”

,” I commented flopping

e more.” Josè sa

me?” I asked, anxiety wrapping

told me to call you and have you come here for a trial shoot. So I’m sure

ut there—better models, with more experience, I’m noth

ey are not you. You are different Amanda, and trust me, D

n who looked to be in her late thirties walking towards me. She was wearing a formal black coat and skirt with red sti

of us. I was not going to lie, the woman was intimidating. She

must be Amanda Lawson.” Darla spok

ce.” I shook hands with her, trying my

e the results then we’ll hire you,” Darla stated. She wasted no ti

say, anxiety had taken over my senses.

~*

end. I took a couple of deep breaths to get myself under control. The camera did not leave me for even

’ll call you back. Thank you for your time, Ms. Lawson.” Darla told me. It took me by

t of his jeans when the flustered lady was back, looking more flustered than the last

e’s here, Mr. Allan is her

m glad he’s here, he can interview M

to deal with one intimidating woman and now this Allan guy

model is hired. If you manage to impress him, your chances of getting hired will definitely i

a and now this Allan guy? Josè what the he

o this Allan guy, it’s not such a b

eak my career, and why didn’t you tell me he was the bloody owner of t

the owner of the com

your research about this company be

nswer. And the only reason I did not explode was b

n traffickers for all we know. Oh no, they have my photographs, they might turn me into a prostitute! Shit, Josè do something before these

n any auction or being turned into a prostitute, stop over analyzing everyt

research, I am going to bre

have.” A spark of terror lit Josè blue eyes bef

ete information next time

g? Shouldn’t this Allan guy be here already?” Jos

. As soon as I got home, I was going to eat a whole tub of

o head back to the couch, but before he could take a step, the sound of

owed by my jaw dropping as my eyes fell upon the person I never expected to see here. This was one of those m

r company.” Darla turned to addressed the man. “Mr. Allan, t

me, and that name did not start with A either. No, there had to be some kind of a rational expla

way I wouldn’t remember the man who insulted me. Not to mention, he was

. Lawson.” Trent extended

hand robotically. I could

In our world, his word is law,” Darla stated, making me wish I had never

dy?” Trent or Allan—what

Mr. Benson,”

ht side of the studio. I followed stupidly, praying with all my heart that the ground would open up and swallow me whole. This was not

ying Allan Benson. Trent placed his hand on the door knob and gave me a cryptic l

nterview, Ms. Law

’t believe I had been red

the door and both of us entere

my