HOW TO STEAL A BILLIONAIRE'S HEART (18+)

bestian took that as his cue to lead us to the other end of the room where the p

nd faces. There were more than fifteen people and almost every

ced myself and almost all of them nodded their heads. I swear I

milar full name as someone he knows? Or even

st tucked my hands inside my pockets but stoppe

a new thing because I've never felt this way before. My heart

of smiles. It was imperceptible but enough to calm me down. She

never usually been this nervous," I said, waving to mys

s but it has never happened to me. Well, except for that one phase of my life as a teenager wherein my

ogether! I sho

e talking but I was mesmerized by his soft, velvety voice. I turn

tually met someone as good looking as him nor do I have

. Maxwell giving me a reproachful look. Standing up straighter,

ng me a stimulating smile. I don't know what it was but I liked

hem by Sebestian. The low humming of the air conditioner and the rustling of papers coiled around

ting down straight to the business. "And the other thing that I've noticed is that it talks about all the features together by giving them all an equal importance which is not wrong but I think i

t they were aware of my next words already. Ms. Maxwell, on

stream, I know but we can hold this campaign differently and try to work on the "human interest" side of it. Like, I've read in the pamphlet that this model is going to be for t

e husband had to speedily take her to the hospital. While speeding, they were about to meet an accident but the safety m

campaign, it'll lead us a few points ahead of the competition. As in saving fuel or any other aspect. Not only this, but we

ously. I was chewing on my lower lip as I anxiously waited for at least one

chuckle and bobbed my head from si

d looked at the others for their affirmation. "It's high time

y lips. If my advertising plan did work out then I could

beside him on an empty chair at the end of the table. Mr. Williams took his place at the front where I'd been s

nto the kind, gray eyes of Skye Williams. He placed his

ng our sales which have been going down a lot lately. More than expected," Mr. Joseph Miller sp

n the prospectus given to me after I'd cracked my interview to ac

looking at Skye Williams with deep disapproval. I don't know if h

ot who I thought he would be. Even though his personality might be phoney, he didn't seem like the guy who w

da style, does he? I think it's attractive. Wai

I know the reason for its loss. It must have started recently because the media would have gotten the whiff

ly. We're all present here to discuss the advertising agenda and strategies. Financial and sales matters will be talked about later on so let's keep it a notch down now, shall

out it to anyone. Her words from the morning rang in my head loud and clear as she'd in

ntle voice sounded full of relief a

o ahead with the plan and I speak of it on behalf of everyone present here in the room. We've already been through this, talking about our consent for the same when Ms. Maxwell had gi

as possible, the smile on my face stretched even more. "Thank you. Thank you so much... everyone," I said. You

discuss the important details next week," Skye Willia

noyed me but I ignored it with a tight smile. As everyone wa

oth and I couldn't help but be compelled to

en because I'd never even given him a second glance whenever I'd seen him in the p

in reality than his pictures. They s

call him sir or Mr. Williams. I went with the latter option. "Yes, Mr. Williams?" With

stared at his shoes for a second or two befor

mannerisms while my thinking process wa

that you've come up

e I could stop myself, I even bowed my head a little. I roll

lly just think that? Jeez, I don't even k

like that out of habit, I ended up uttering "sir". "

ips quivering but he covered it up with his fist.

s that it couldn't be traced on my olive skin as much.

he joked, waving his hands. "Are you new here?" He asked and I understood instantly about wh

lliams." I n

l look on his face, as if pon

ut of topics as two people professionally. Or maybe it was just me. I had almost asked him if we'd met b

t want to keep you any longer as I assume you might have too much to work upon now that the schedule is busy," he declared w

I agree because Ms. Maxwell wouldn't bat an eyelash at you

I had said those words totally in the spur of the moment but it was a good thing that he wasn'

rreal. As I was leaving, reality punched me square in the face because it just hit me tha

utt. Now that's what I'd call a reality check, I thought wryly. I thi

sted out into spurts of laughter. It was fake in the beginning but just thinking about my situation, it turned real and I cou

e behind me. I glanced up to see Skye staring at m

, beaming up at him like a clown and g

side hurt a little too much but I had e

you s

walking backwards and he was about to say something when my back hit the me

ly rushed out before I made a f

m over my shoulder. "Tread carefully, the floor's slippery," h

elp a shy smile sneaking its way on my lips. I squealed in a lo

it? Because he's a celebrity! A really hand

hanged my expression. It was Ms. Maxwell. She was standing in front of me, t

throat and shook my h

ost mistake. She approached me, tucking her iPad under her arm and gazed at me with the same stern face. "The wh

the entire campaign works around it. My insides fluttered because for the

oo

that she liked my idea or something along those lines but it n

as well, the next time," she said, softly tapping my shoulde

k

now what I was expecting but it sure as hell was more than that. I

to be Sunday tomorrow. It was a downside that everyone's supposed to w

hausted? Toughen up and kee