2Later, after Kylie and Jonah had left after we had dinner together so they could finally sleep, I decided to stay up for a bit. I head to my bed, settled on my pillow with my laptop on my lap.I stayed up until one in the morning, reading more and more since I've already dug up some dirt about him.Benedict Edward Rose Styles. Twenty-five years old. Fuckingly wealthy. He got a headline the day when the world found out he was the first born of Harry Styles from a one night stand. Mr. Harry Styles used to belong to an insanely famous boyband years ago called One Direction, later he turned to be a ridiculously filthy rich businessman. His mother, Miranda Rose Styles, at first kept him in secret for seven years from Harry and the entire world since she wasn't ready to tell everyone about him. Mrs. Styles was also married to her ex-husband Louis Tomlinson which was Harry Styles' best friend who turned out to also be a part of One Direction.Not too cliche kind of love triangle.At age se
3The building itself looked amazing with every fancy mirrored windows all piled up beautifully. Oh god I'm really here. I take a deep breath in before stepping inside and my own reflection pains me.Inside the lobby, the floors were in white marble and granite that spreads all through out from one end to another beneath my feet. Here holds a steel that keeps the glass staircase in tact which leads to the second lobby floor and a see-through elevator that zooms up and down. The building looked like an edgy nightclub but as quiet as a museum.As I walked passed the revolving doors and deeper into the reception. Oh fuck me, everybody at the lobby is looking at me. I can't do this. I just can't.I take a deep breath in and exhaled. Get your shit together Thea, this is a once in a lifetime chance. Your internship is at stake. You'll embarrass the name of Lure Magazine. Even though I'm already embarrassing the magazine's name because of how I dressed.I walk up to the reception even though
4When we went out of his office, the four lovely ladies flinched when they saw us walking out together. They looked at me and Benedict as if it was the first time they ever saw him walking a woman out from his office. Even the look on their eyes could kill me this instant.But I didn't mind them, I'm still bothered that I didn't get to ask more questions than I should have. It was my only chance. It took them three weeks and two days to give me a call, I'm sure I'll be waiting for another week just for another interview with him.I groan inwardly."Coral." He called out."Yes sir?" The lady who welcomed me answered him."Cancel my meeting with the Japanese investors and my lunch meeting at Henri's." He instructed.I was left here squirming next to him while I was busy flickering my fingers together as I watch Coral's eyes widened with what he said. She glared at me."I want my schedule clear after my board meeting." Benedict added.Coral nods. "Yes sir."Benedict stopped and felt him
5"We rushed here as soon as we got your text!" Kylie rushes inside as soon as I opened the door for them.I laugh. "It's good to see you too." I say as I closed the main door then walked with them to my bed."How'd it go?" Jonah asks."Not what I expected it but good." I answer her while I finish my earring."Deets. Now." Kylie stares at me.I walked closer to my bed and I was torn on what I should wear. My towel was wrapped around me and my hair was still undone."Help me on what to wear." I tell them."Holy shit! Did he ask you out for a date?! Right away?!" Kylie worried."Girl at least be hard to get." Kylie smacks my arm."What?" I gaped. "No he didn't.""Then what's all of this?" Jonah arches her eyebrow at me."He gave me a chance to interview him again. The first time was only ten minutes. So he told me to me come back to his office again today by three. That's why I need to make a good impression because the first one totally sucked." I tell them while I picked up two blouse
6I pull out my phone and scanned through the questions I've readied weeks ago. I take my recorder out and placed it on the table. I try not to scatter my things and stop my hands from shaking so he won't notice me being nervous."I have a lot of things to ask, and I hope an hour would be enough." I smiled at him.He half smiled at me. "Let's start.""So, my main interest is, how do you maintain such success? With everything you own, Styles Enterprises doesn't just focus in one field. It's ground is vast in all aspects of business. All sorts..."He shifts on his chair with a huge hand covering his face. Wait. Is he hiding a smile? Holy. Did his chest just move a little? Oh my god he's laughing at me. He's obviously laughing at me."Uhhhh what's so funny?" I can't help but ask him.He licks his lips while he pulled his hand away from his face. "You." He answered.I arches an eyebrow at him, "Me? And why? Did I say something funny?""A while ago, you were dressed... Funny. And now... Yo
7Fuck, I should've never asked that question. I feel my hands getting clammy all of a sudden when I don't even have clammy hands and my armpit feels like sweating underneath this blazer. Damn it.I pull my shit together as I look at him and his eyes makes me lose it. His eyes can't let me focus. His answer still bothers me but I have to act like he's not making me blush from my cheeks up to ears. God, can Benedict see me getting red from where he's sitting?I gulped.Act professional Thea. I scolded myself."How do you..." I paused then clear my throat, I feel like the need of having small placards on my hand to keep myself busy with it but I'm not holding anything but my stupid phone.I look up to him and his grinning as he placed that forefinger under his nostrils."How do... Ummm... you.... chill out... after a busy schedule or... Uhhh... after a tiring day?" I stammer on my words.He smile. "I've already answered that.""Right." I shyly speak.Oh geez he's making me blush even mo
8I stare at my laptop and I'm almost half way through finishing my article. For some reason, my mind couldn't stop thinking about that curly man named Benedict Styles and how mesmerizing and striking he is. He has this huge impact on an individual just by being himself and that's crazy. Even the thoughts of him still send shivers down my spine.Though he's not with me anymore, I feel like he's still here. I know it's plain stupid. But I still feel his green eyes looking at me from the corners of the room, like he's observing me from afar. And the things that happened inside his office a while ago are still stuck in my head.Focus Thea, you need to focus on the article not the person about the article.But on the bright side, I'm glad that tomorrow's Sunday, I have another day to finalize and edit my article before I could finally pass the finished full story about Benedict Styles to my boss.Argh, even his name gives me thrills.A part of me would be extremely happy if my article wou
9"Hey man." PJ greeted him and they began to shake hands as a greeting.My world literally stopped when Benedict was shaking hands with PJ. Shit they know each other. Shit he's friends with Benedict. Shit he might think that I'm stalking him. Shit?But Benedict kept his eyes on me after shaking hands with PJ and asking him what took him so long. He sat down on the couch just on the spot right across me. He blinks, and I swear to God he was blinking really slow, while he kept glaring at Khaleel and PJ who I assume are his friends"Why do you know each other?" PJ asked while he points at me and then at Benedict.Khaleel smirks in the corner. "We always know that Ben always gets the beautiful women first."Benedict chuckles. "It's not like that lads." He turned his face back at me. "Is this for the article again miss Thibault?"I slightly gaped and shake my head quickly."Wait. Article? What's that supposed to mean?" PJ looked puzzled when he asked."Is she some kind of a reporter? A p