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Beautifully Unfinished 8
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
Beautifully Unfinished 9
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
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10The motorbike begins to slow down as I opened my eyes I noticed that we were parked right in front of a skyscraper. I looked up and wasn't really familiar with this building or this street or maybe it was just too dark. The engine begins to fade and Sebastian looks at me over his shoulder."You can let go now." He instructs as he glares at my arms still wrapped tight around his body and my cheeks were still pressed against his back.Shit."Sorry." I quickly pulled myself away shyly.I got off his motorbike with a little help from him and he gets off next. I look up at the tall building and I couldn't tell how floors this building had."My helmet?" He calls out."Oh. Right. Sorry." I quickly tried to take it off but it seemed stuck. "Shit it's stuck."He chuckles and stands right across me a little too close making me dizzy with his perfume. He smells too good that he makes me wanna dump my nose on his chest."There's a button." He says and it clicks. "Before you take it off."I pre
Beautifully Unfinished 11
11I laughed humorlessly. "You cheated. I obviously would have won if you didn't cheat."He smirks. "That's what losers always say that winners cheat."I laugh. "But hey, I really had fun." I say to him as we head back to the front door of the building.Sebastian smiled and said, "Me too Thea.""And you still owe me $10 for cursing a lot a while ago." He adds.I laughed softly. "You are really a cheater. But fine, since I am a fair player. I will pay you that."He nods. "And you owe me pizza too. You lost the bet a while ago."I face palm and just laughed while shaking my head. "Damn. I owe you a lot tonight."We bid goodbye to the security guards who were so cool about what we just did and then we got back to his motorbike. I look up to the sky and noticed that we have been playing golf for hours since the sun is about to shine. We haven't even had any sleep at all and this night was just spectacular. It was less worrisome and just plain simple. I had a great time with Sebastian even
Beautifully Unfinished 12
12"I love it Thea!"Victoria exclaimed the perfect words that made my monday morning even more beautiful. It already made the start of my entire week amazing. I am looking forward for more working days with Lure and with Victoria."I don't know how you've done it but you've surpassed my expectations of you. You did it."I smile at her compliments as she goes on about praising me. Yes, go on praise me. None of your workers had ever had a one on one interview with Benedict Styles. You should be thankful thay I applied here. Yes Victoria keep those words coming. I love it too. Thank you, you're too kind."I will have this published on the next issue for sure. People will surely buy this." She adds."I just want to ask one thing?" I chimed."Anything for you." She smiles."I don't want anyone to change anything that I've written down on it. No add ons or cut outs. I really would want it to be published how I wrote it Mrs. Victoria. Mr. Styles trusted me to interview him and I would reall
Beautifully Unfinished 13
13I dragged myself to the mall to buy myself some groceries since I have no stocks left at home. It was already almost eight in the evening when I finished my little celebration with Kylie and Jonah.I was still bothered about how I was going to ask Benedict about having a photo shoot with us. I mean, even the thought of it is already impossible. I still don't get it why Veronica asked me to do this. Why me? Why do I have to ask him? Who the hell am I? I'm just an intern. Argh! It just makes me mad, thinking about being neglected bg Benedict. Plus, his sexy secretary named Coral hates me.I shove some foods into my cart as I kept on looking around for more cheap ones that would help me survive the next weeks. Lately, I have been on tight budget since I was running low with my money. I just wish that I could pay for all of these inside my cart or it would be too embarrassing that I would have to choose on what to leave and what to buy.By the time I saw a two customer line cashier, I
Beautifully Unfinished 14
14Me, Thea Thibault, sitting on the passenger seat inside Mr. Benedict Styles' Hummer together with him in it.What was I feeling? I don't know. I couldn't explain a single bit of it. It's a mix of feeling nervous, scared, happy, anxious, and constipated. Yes, I feel like I'm having constipation and it seems like my hands are getting clammy and my armpits too!Just breathe Thea. You're just mentally having constipation, it's not true.The roads were packed with cars and we were slightly stuck in traffic for a bit. I wanted to ask him, if he even waited for me to leave the store or if was it just pure coincidence that he was still around. But then I think I swallowed my tongue because I couldn't speak to him. It was awkward, because he was helping me and it just feels so wrong because it's Benedict Styles.I kept glaring at him from the corner of my eyes as the car slowly begins to move now and he still looked intensely beautiful, even in the dark. His jaw clenched as he looked straig
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15The house was really massive from the outside and as soon as I got inside, it got even bigger. His mansion wasn't just an ordinary mansion, probably fifty or a hundred more people could live here to party and the loan from the outside could cater totally more people than I imagine.The house's interior was a combination of modern and old-fashioned which suited Benedict's physique and taste. The furniture, the ceiling, the walls, and the designs totally looked ravishing. Really extraordinary. It's like it came from other countries, it got personally done for him and was sent here. There were colors of white, black, grey, and some neutral ones too as I walk further inside. It was a very elegant and rich home and it speaks through his personality based on everything around here. The house and interior itself speak rightfully to the owner, Benedict Styles.Clean, neat and elegant.Right near the living room was a very classy mini bar that wasn't really that small because it was a bit w
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