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The CEO's Chance

The CEO's Chance

Author: K.T. Natua
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Chapter 1 Prologue

Word Count: 1767    |    Released on: 19/04/2021

orful flyers in the compound at the local community college I attend, but it seemed like it would be fun to attend. Which it has been so far until I made the mistake of want

when I'm here in person, instead of pa

ll the practice they had from their other pictures being painted. My butt is starting to hurt from having to sit still on this chair. If I was laying down on a comfy couch then I wouldn't

before I came to this lady. Like two rings, and an adorable rose

y shoulders as discreetly as I could,

tte in the other. "If you want the picture-perfect, you need to keep

ruggle to keep still. I feel like a child in c

mumbled s

e? I don't know what time it is, but I'm pretty sure the fair is almost over by now. She must be doing a good job if the expressions made by

out of curiosity. A hint of impa

bled something under her breath that I couldn't hear, and we

irs on my neck rising and goosebumps form on my skin. A feeling st

oice whispered in my right ear.

ind, because that was non-existe

ough my teeth. Not wanting to be caught by the painter, and hoping the man wi

s way, to know that he w

sed him bend down so close, I could practically feel

iful ones," said the myster

a cha

ooking his way, I looked down. My hair falling f

move," scold

g my head back to position, I quietly sighed in frustration. Snapping at her and turning towards the unexpected guest beside me were qui

ing me," I spoke

t innocence completely failing. Even tho

he painter di

hings to do?" I whisper

me thinking that he might have left. A small feeling of disapp

a craft fair." He poi

so much cool things to see. Many o

l work of art," he

te the charmer, aren't you? If you're no

o talk to you," he stat

, knowing there was a chance he wouldn't answer my

, "I walked by as I was talking to t

me. He must be smooth with a lot of t

t of me, "What were you a

supplied an answer

es wi

d. Everyone that goes in there comes back with some type of injury and tells stories of seeing two ghosts. The story is, that "The Old Maria" used to be the art buil

lowed her out. While she was there, he sent some of his men to burn the art building, knowing that the boyfriend would be waiting for her in the building. The father's men b

d the building and closed it off to the campus forever.

il

igh, "That's surprising. What are you

one, "I'll tell you if you agre

for his smooth charms and will give

led the woman pain

forgotten s

ided the my

cleared her throat. Going back to painting and pain

opping, I couldn't look away from him no matter how hard I tried. God sculpted this man very well. His wavy dirty blonde hair shining f

percent sure t

napped me out of my daze. As if kn

roat, and shook

ed by my disagreement. He stared at

o not give in because o

in, he nodded his

.." he said, then trailed off,

ked, "

d with a tilt of his head, finding it

y eyes in suspicion, "For all I

uldn't breathe. He threw me a wide smile and looked at me as if what I said was

anyone like you,

re." Then turned around and gave

per in my ear. "See you soon Cassie." Then lef

e when I suddenly realized

?" asked the woman as she put d

ok my

you are one lucky woman

maybe

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