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Belle turned in the comfortable bed, which she laid in. Slowly opening her eyes, she touched around the bed for her phone as she did routinely whenever she woke up but it wasn't on the bed. With sleepiness still in her eyes, she was almost going back to sleep when she heard her phone ring loudly, forcing her to open her eyes. Looking around, she couldn't see where it was but she could hear it buzz with her ringing tone. It sounded like it was coming from the mini table sitting in the middle of two cream coloured sofas. She sighed because she knew she couldn't walk over there to get it, she felt like she was unable to walk after the early morning ended with Ben. Her legs were weak and shaky when she had walked to the bathroom to pee after the sun came out. She saw that he had left and she was glad, glad that she didn't have to face this stranger who made her cry when he sexed her, glad that she didn't have to see him again. The phone stopped ringing and she sighed once more attemp
"Belle!" Brie rushed out holding up a phone. "Belle!" Belle turned when she repeatedly heard her name been called. It was Brie calling so she stood waiting for her to cross the road and come to her, wondering why she was calling. "You forgot your phone." Brie finally got to her panting. "Oh my goodness, thanks." Belle said taking it and putting it in her purse. She was in a hell of a hurry when she left their apartment, she was almost late for her first day as an intern at the Crisp-tv media house, her email had been replied and she was informed last night that she had to begin work this morning. "Oh, no thanks, you owe me one, I'm not taking a thanks. I fucking rushed through those flights of stairs and crossed over here, not for a 'thanks' so you owe me one." Brie said finally catching her breath back. "Are you serious?" Belle asked giggling. "Don't mind me, I just wanted to be sure I could reach you to know how you would be doing today at work." Brie said laughing. "My bus.
"How would you like to interview Mr Larkson." This question made Belle's eyes widen in surprise. "Me?" "Yes, you." "You would actually trust me to do that? I just started today." "I can't really send anyone else, Mr Larkson is actually a very scary person to deal with, I mean that's what people say, that's why I wanted to do an interview with him to know if it's true but now I can't go and you seem quite fascinated to meet him, so yes, I have no other choice than to trust you right now." "You don't even know my name." Belle laughed feeling comfortable enough to say what she just said. "You are... Vera?" Laura said looking at the names of new interns on her monitor. "No." Belle giggled. "Claire?" "No." Belle shook her head. "Then you have to be Belle because that's the last female name I can see here." "Yes ma'am, I'm Belle, Belle Miller." "Okay Belle, get ready for your interview, you leave in the next thirty minutes." "Okay ma'am." "Laura, call me Laura." "Okay Laura."
"Mrs Johnson couldn't be here, she asked me to do the interview in her place." Ben felt her warm hands touch his when she shook him. So, she wasn't Mrs Johnson, he had been overthinking everything just now. He looked at her face while shaking her hands, an unnoticeable smile of relief escaping. Belle smiled back nervously still, keeping her files on one of the chairs opposite to his desk. She didn't notice Ben curving his lips. He thought she still looked beautiful with her hair poured down. "Please sit." He ushered taking his own seat, his eyes never leaving her face the whole time. She swallowed before seating on one of the two chairs opposite to him. She took out one of the papers containing Mrs Johnson's questions for the interview and took out her pen. She was trying to control her breathing before doing any questioning. She had hoped not to ever see this man in front of her but here she was about interview him. Who knew he was such an important person, she had slept with the
"You have become so rich and successful at a young age, for a business man, would you give that to luck or hard work?" She asked."Hard work. I worked hard to get to where I am today." He said with his voice full of confidence. "A lot of people work hard, everyday they try their very best but still they don't always get the reward for their hard work you know." She told him."Is that supposed to be one of the questions?""Uhm no, sorry I deviated." She shook her head."Don't apologize, thinking about it now, you are right, not many people are rewarded for their hard work, I guess luck did play a role, maybe I'm lucky enough to get the deserving reward for my hard work." He smiled."You were adopted into a wealthy family, that luck begins there, don't you think?" Her confidence was growing, she felt progressive."Believe me, it is harder having to get what you want as an adopted child to a wealthy family. You sometimes have to prove that you can be more than just that adopted child."
The next day had come and Belle went to work, this time making sure herself, that she had her phone with her. She didn't want to miss Ben's call for any reason, so she also charged her phone to a hundred percent.As usual, she ran errands for Laura Johnson but was still grateful because it wasn't as hectic as working under those junior editors.Once, Belle sat In her corner of her boss' office staring at her phone which Mrs Johnson found weird but didn't say a word, she was probably watching a video on silent, she thought.Time passed and it was six in the evening. Again like yesterday, it was time to leave the office and return home to her cousin and her roommate. He still hadn't called. Belle wasn't happy about that, she was hoping he would call her while she was at the office; at least Mrs Johnson would permit a phone call. She didn't want him to call when she was home with Brie and Cherry, then she would have to fill them in about everything and she wasn't really looking forward t
11:49 a.m, late Saturday morning and both Brie and Cherry were still sleeping like logs of woods. Belle was the one to drag them home early this morning. She was frankly still surprised at herself, how she got them home.They had gotten dead drunk at the club through last night and this morning but luckily Belle was not drunk like them. She sat alone in front of the kitchen counter sipping some hot tea, her phone on the table. She wanted to search about Ben Larkson."Ben Larkson." She searched and the many results immediately popped up. "Current CEO of the Larks group of companies. Adopted only child to late Benard Larkson and Roselle Larkson." The information on the first icon she had clicked on was brief. She tapped on the second icon expecting a broader information."Find out about multi Billionaire, Ben Larkson and don't forget to tell us your thoughts on the comment below.....Mr Ben Larkson named after his late father is the only son to Mr and Mrs Larkson. Born on October 30t
Searching through her clothes, she couldn't find anything she could call nice, at least not as nice as the one she wore the first time she met Ben.She began to consider asking Brie as she didn't seem to have a choice. Turning around and about to head to the living room, she got startled when she met Brie standing at the room door."Brie...." She started,"I need help.""Okayyyy?""I need one of your dresses......""O..my... god." Brie said in what didn't sound like an exclamation"What?""Are you going out with him?""Who?" Belle asked even though it seemed to her that her friend already knew about Ben."The guy at the door who just came looking for you." Belle smiled when she said that because now she knew that Brie actually didn't know and just thought she was going out with Ben's driver who was at the door to pick her.‘He's at the door already!’Belle said to herself."No, I'm not going on a date with him. Please Brie help me with a dress, please."But you're going with him? Where