Ceo'S Possession

a flat-screen TV, air conditioning, a modest-sized refrigerator, comfortable couches, an

cal newspapers lay scattered across the table, a few others on the floor, and come

dent in sea-green eyes, Veil let out a long sigh she didn't think sh

an cope with the j

a male model as its cover picture, the other bru

in a bar, we'd fin

tly holding back the urge to cry as she

n. "We've been doing this all day, yet... nothing." She sniffed

aper on sensing Veil's

can get you a job with just a phone call sin

a whooping amount? Hence her search for a job in the most bizarre way. Why bizarre? Because of her kind of qualifications, she should be waiting for approval from one of the leading companies in the country. She hadn't been in a hurry to get feedback from them. Well, that was before

ital, at the expense of your career. You have your own life to live, I won't let my family's troubles be a burden to y

swer. It was only sad that in such a situation, her best friend co

continue searching, hopefully, we'd

onically. If it had been before, a job worth her eff

se right now, somethi

h she had the right kinds of words to el

s friend of hers was just too stubborn and yet so innocent. If only she would just accept her help. Sighs. She left the parlor

es. Yawning tiredly, she reached for her phone on the table while still lying down. She had

lly do on Fridays. She lifted herself to see if probably June had found something, but, seeing the way the papers were arranged

at she saw in the next second spiraled her from her position. Sitting properly this time, she brought the phone so close to her eyes for clarity's sake. It was an email from the HR

e screamed out

il picked up the apartment's keys, and her wallet from the table and dashe

s!.

She was certain that June would be so pleased to hear the news

, Veil tried to reach June severally, but all efforts proved abortive. She could only hope against hope t

the car to a halt. Veil glanced in his direction

s inglìs?" V

d to look at her with

'am. I speak

locals who only understood Spanish. Meeting his gaze, she muttered an apology to him. And ...why did

t expression. And when Veil gave him

ast for the evening,

him. Why was he offer

bout that?..."

some driver answered

y feel that now? Watching the car zoom off into the distance, she suddenly realized why. She had boarded a Bentley. Was that why the handsome driver

Bentley Mulsanne, the dr

wered the phon

o for a few more days, somet