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”
Serena’s POV:The ambiance is elegant and romantic. I, a poised and ambitious young woman, sat across from my boss, Mr Vincent, a distinguished businessman. We are dining in one of Paris's finest restaurants, surrounded by opulence and sophistication. “To Paris, the city of lights and inspiration”. Mr Vincent raises his wine cup for a toast. I smiled at the gesture. “To Paris”. We clank our glasses and take a sip of champagne, enjoying the breathtaking view of the Eiffel Tower illuminated against the night sky.“You know, Serena, there's something magical about this city. It's where dreams come to life, where possibilities are endless”.“It’s truly captivating”.“I'm glad I could share this experience with you, Serena. It's not often we get to step away from the hustle and bustle of work and indulge in the finer things in life”.“Thank you for inviting me, Mr. Vincent. It's an unforgettable evening”.“Oh! I didn’t invite you, you’re here to work, don’t forget”“Right, right, right. Yo
Serena’s POV:I lay on her bed, my heart racing uncontrollably as I replay the kiss in my mind. I felt a whirlwind of emotions, ranging from confusion to excitement to apprehension. I whispered to myself, What just happened? I took a deep breath, trying to calm my racing thoughts as I imagined all the possible scenarios that could unfold after the unexpected kiss.I imagined Mr. Vincent confronting me, demanding an explanation for my reaction. I feared his anger and disappointment, unsure of how to explain my conflicting emotions.SCENARIO 1:Knocks on door.“Why did you do that? You did not have to push me. Man, I hate it when you act like a child sometimes! What's your problem”? I envision Mr. Vincent avoiding me, his embarrassment causing a rift in our professional relationship. I worried about the implications for my career and prospects.SCENARIO 2:Knocks on door.“I'm so sorry, Serena. It was wrong of me to make any advances on you. Gosh! What was I even thinking? I think we s
Waking up to the sound of her alarm signified waking up to a weird and awkward day between Mr Vincent and me. I groggily reached out to turn it off, then sat up in bed, rubbing my eyes. I glanced at the clock and realized I had a meeting with Mr. Vincent soon. As I start getting ready, my mind drifts back to the events of last night.Focus, Serena. You have a meeting to prepare for. Stop dwelling on what happened. I said in my thoughts.I brushed off my thoughts and continued getting ready, but the memory of the late-night kiss lingered in my mind, refusing to be ignored. Thinking to myself; “Why did he kiss me? And why did I kiss him back”?I shook my head, trying to push away the confusion and embarrassment.It's not like I wanted it to happen. He initiated it, didn't he?I paced around the room, my thoughts racing.But I could have stopped it. I should have stopped it. I knew it was inappropriate, especially considering our professional relationship.I sighed, feeling a pang of gui
Serena’s POV: It’s past three in the afternoon, Mr. Carson and Mr. Vincent round off the meeting and are about to call it a day. “Hey, what are you both doing tomorrow night? This is Paris, let me show you around, huh”? His suggestion isn’t that bad. But I don’t know. Mr mind’s still stuck with the kiss incident since last night. I can't get my mind off it. It's haunting me! Going out with both of them will only make me spend more time with Mr Vincent and that’s exactly what I'm avoiding. Spending another night with him. “Sure, why not? That's if Serena is down for it”. Why is he dragging me into this? If he wants to go, he should. I mean it should be a boy's night after all. I think that would be better for all of us. I don't want to be around Mr Vincent now. Not after the whole- thing. “I'm not sure guys, I think I'll pass on it”, Mr Vincent’s eyes caught mine, he looked disappointed and stiff. “Oh come on!” Mr Carson wasn't having it. I may have ruined his plan. “Why not? W