SERENA’S POV:I stood in front of the mirror, adjusting my dress. Why I'm I so nervous? It's not like I'm going to see his dead parents. Vincent had bought a purple dinner gown for me for the evening, with a sapphire necklace. Wow, this is beautiful. I can't believe Vincent got me this just for a dance. “Serena, are you ready”? Vincent yells. I quickly cleared up my face, I didn't want him to see me crying.“Yes, I'll be right down”. I had the dress on already taking one last look in the mirror. Alas, the evening had begun. I headed downstairs with excitement and anticipation coursing through my veins. The party is in full swing, with music blaring and guests mingling. Mr Vincent and I dance together, lost in the moment.“You look stunning tonight, Serena”. He whispered in my ear.“Thank you, Vincent. I'm having a wonderful time. I'm glad I came”, my emotions filled the room, and I was blushing uncontrollably. As the night progressed, I found myself drawn to Mr Vincent's charm and ch
SERENA’S POV:Coming home late that Saturday night wasn't as I expected. I knew Alexander was gonna be mad at me for keeping him. My face was weary and my shoulders slumped. I saw Alexander pacing back and forth, immediately he confronted me.”Where have you been all day, Serena”? He lashes out angrily.“I was at Mr. Vincent's house, sorting out some work-related issues,” I said defensively, but Alex remained suspicious. When did he become so overly possessive of me? “Mr. Vincent's house? Really? And what were you doing there all day”?“It's not what you think, Alexander. It was strictly professional”.
Serena’s POV:Two weeks later…“Mr Vincent, a call for you, line 1”, it’s been a busy week in the office, and I have been the one handling all of it. I guess as Mr. Vincent’s secretary it’s sort of my job but I’m tired, so, so, tired.“Vincent here”“Bonjour, Mr. Vincent! This is-“, “I know it’s your Dicky, you sound like Mr bean”. Dicky Carson, the head manager of V Tech, Paris, and a good friend of Mr Vincent. They both have a history together. They were colleague buddies back in Boston. Dicky had been going through some financial issues until mr Vincent gave him a job a year ago and decided to open a branch in Paris.“You’re no funny boy. What’s up man”?“Uhm nothing much bro, heard it’s pouring heavily in Nevada, little over here”“Oh! I miss seeing the snow of the city, damn!”“Isn't it the same thing over there, the snow”?“No! It is worst out here man! You need to get me as far away from here as possible, it's freezing, God damn!. This French fucks have no chill”“So, what's g
Serena’s POV:“Oh, that's very generous of you, Mr. Vincent. But I'm not sure if I can go”.“And why is that, Serena? Paris is a wonderful city to visit, especially during the holiday season. I thought you'd be thrilled”“It's not that I don't want to go, Mr. Vincent. It's just... I'm enrolled in night classes, and I'm already falling behind. The trip might set me back even further. I'm thrilled that you even considered me”. Which is strange after all that has happened in the past two weeks. I mean we're still getting to hang out around each other even with the weirdness between us. I don't know, I don't like this. If I go with him to Paris he'd won't be able to get a hold of himself. Vincent will surely use this opportunity to try something with me in Paris, and that's all I'm trying to avoid at all costs, even if it means missing out on Paris. “I understand your concern, Serena. But this is a chance for you to experience something new and to strengthen your connection with the compa
Serena’s POV: I laid on my bed that evening still contemplating whether I should finally stop working so I can focus on my nightschool and my failing acting career or gowithMrVincent to France. It's a big move, I don't think I've ever left the city before. I better call Benita, she'll know what to do. It's been a while since I've spoken with her. I wonder how she's doing. I reached for my phone on the side stool, I dialed her line. After a few rings, Benita picks up. “Hey, Serena! What's up”? “Hey, Benita. I need to talk to you about something. It's kind of urgent”. “Sure, what's going on”? “Well, you know how Mr. Vincent asked me to go to Paris with him for two weeks”? “No! I remember nothing about this, Serena. You never mentioned it. What about this Paris trip which I completely know nothing about because you never mentioned it” “A lot has happened, okay”? “Hmmm….” “I'm seriously thinking about resigning because of my night school. I'm already falling behind in class, and th
Serena’s POV:“Thank you, thank you”, I threw some money at the cab driver, in a heist to arrive at the office before Mr. Vincent. “Hey! Crazy woman! Don’t you want your change!”?“No! Keep it!” Entering the walkway is even tougher. I had to get through amidst people just to get to my office, the hallway was packed. As I approached my office, Mr Vincent was already in his office. I quickly brushed up. I know, if I act like I was coming from the break room, he would think I've been in the building since. Wait that's not…“You're late, Serena”. Mr Vincent's voice resonated in me with fear. Oh
Serena’s POV:Don’t judge me, it’s my first time on a plane, of course, I’m blind to be a bit nervous. I nervously entered the first-class cabin, my eyes wide with wonder as I took in the luxurious surroundings. Mr. Vincent follows behind me, amused by my excitement. “First time flying first class, Serena”?“Yes, Mr. Vincent! I can't believe how fancy it is!”“Well, buckle up, Serena. You're in for quite the experience”.I settled into my plush seat, marveling at the spaciousness and comfort. “This is am
Serena’s POV: I sat anxiously in the airport lobby, my phone buzzing in my hand. I hesitate for a moment before answering. “Hello”? The voice in the other line, breathless, “Serena, it's Alex. I need your help”. ”Alex? What's wrong? Why are you calling me”? “Look, I got into some trouble a month ago, okay? I'm in trouble, Serena. I got into a fight with Mr. Vincent, and now I'm locked up in jail”. “Yeah, I know what you did. My God, Alex, what's wrong with you? Really, what's wrong? You got into a fight with Mr. Vincent, Alex, what were you thinking? “I didn't mean for it to happen, Serena. It just... it got out of hand”. “Well, it happened and now you're in jail and now you're paying the consequences” “I need someone to bail me outta here, please. I can't stay in here any longer, Se. You gotta help you” “Help you? I'm certainly not going to do that. You can't expect me to bail you out after what you did” “Come on, Serena. You know Mr. Vincent can be difficult. He provoked me”