Chapter 3 THE AFTERMATH

Sia Jenkins

"You did what?!" Preston's voice echoed through the office corridors as he held his palms over

his mouth.

I lifted my latte cup to my lips and took a sip as I watched him. I didn't think he would be this

shocked to know about me having a one night stand with someone I barely knew. Normally, he

was the type that was never freaked out about anything, nothing ever rattled him.

Preston had a Mohican cut and scythe shaped eyebrows. His Roman nose and half dome

cheekbones sat above an oaken jaw. He had brown eyes and long lashes. And he was always

on black shirts and black slacks. He was wearing the same thing today.

"Keep your voice down," I said slowly, my voice barely above a whisper.

He took a deep breath and leaned against the railings, then took a deep breath again like he

was gathering the energy to talk some sense into me.

"So, you met a guy last night," he started and I nodded. "Had sex with him even though you

barely knew him, spent all night in his arms, then snuck out of suite before he woke up?"

Yes, I snuck out of Mr Dreamy Eye's suite early this morning before he woke up. Last night was

great but it would be awkward in the morning, when we'd have to put our clothes back on and

there wouldn't be the cover of night to lend a dreamy atmosphere to what we had done.

"That's kinda it," I replied.

"Who are you?" the corners of his lips twitched and he leaned in a little closer, "How was it?"

A gigantic grin spread across my face and my eyes lit up like the sky on the fourth is July. There

was no right words that could actually describe how amazing it was. It was like Mr Dreamy Eyes

took my whole body and soul to another level I had never experienced before.

When I didn't respond to his question, Preston pressed further, "I'm guessing it was great with

that mischievous grin on your lips."

"Yeah, it was."

"So, what do you plan on doing?"

Before I could respond, I felt my phone beep in my jean's back pocket. I reached for it and

handed my latte cup to Preston. It was a text from the HOD, Emily Sean, my least favorite

person at the office.

I didn't like that Emily always acted high and mighty because she was the company owner's

cousin.

"Come to my office now," I read the text out loud and mentally rolled my eyes. Such a brat.

"Emily?" Preston asked, noticing the suddenly change in my mood.

"Yeah. I gotta go."

I made my way down the corridor and back into the office. The office building was a five storey

building and SheVil Broadcasting Company occupied the forth floor with a total of eighteen

employees and three teams.

I knocked on the door twice before entering into the little office. Emily's office wasn't anything

special, she had just a desk and two chairs on both sides of the desk. One for her and one for

visitors. Then she had a little PC on the desk and a stack of papers. I thought of the office as

more of an interrogating room because it didn't have the glamour nor the amazement of a

standard office.

"You called for me?" I asked as I took a seat across her.

She didn't raise her head to look at me, her eyes were glued to her PC like she was dedicatedly

working on something but we all knew she was just trying to act like a devoted employee while

the other team members did the work.

Emily exhaled and finally met my gaze. She gave me a fond smile, which creeped me out. She

always gifted me with the exact same smile every time she wanted to spring some bullshit. Now,

I was definitely scared of what she was about to say.

"Sia..." she trailed off as her gaze weavered. "I have an important task for you and if you

succeed, you might actually get a raise."

The only word I held on to was 'raise.' I really needed it and I would do anything to get a raise.

But on the dark side, I couldn't be too sure what the task was-it might involve me sacrificing my

head.

"What's it about?" I finally mustered up the courage to ask.

She exhaled sharply and sunk into her seat, "I'm sure you know who Alexander Luis-Diaz is."

she waited for me to say something but I nodded instead. "A lot of reporters have been trying yo

get an exclusive interview with him but they've failed."

"And..." I already knew what she was getting at.

"If you can get him to do an interview with SheVil, you might actually get a raise." She finally

said.

An interview to get a raise? I was definitely down for it. But I wasn't sure who Alexander

Luis-Diaz was. The name didn't ring a a bell.

"Can I ask who he is?"

Emily stared at me like I had been living under a rock, "How could you not know?" she eyes

remained wide open and she gasped again, "He's a multi-billionaire and a big deal in the real

estate world. He owns properties worth billions all over Chicago and wide. He's__"

I interrupted Emily, "That's enough,"

She didn't like the way I shut her up and it was evident from the way she rolled her eyes. Then

she gave me a creepy smile again and pulled out an envelope from under the stacks of papers

on her desk.

Emily slide the envelope across the desk to my side, "Mr Luis-Diaz's grandmother's birthday is

next week. This is a vip pass to the party. Go to the party, find him and make sure to convince

him to do the exclusive interview. Remember, a raise is at stake. You can leave."

I forced a smile, took the envelope and walked out of the office. I wasn't sure what kind of

person Mr Luis-Diaz was and if he would agree to the exclusive interview but at least I was

going to get to attend a billion dollar party once in my life time.

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