Powerful
"Being a professional Journalist is an honour but also dangerous. We write everything that the people should know about even if it is against politics and politicians. Even also in some companies, mostly we have to make our brands or articles better than anybodys. On that, they'll put an eye on us," I remained still and focused on what my Prof. is explaining while writing my notes.
He keep talking and discussing some important part of being a typewriter and professional journalist. I sighed as boredom covered my whole system.
I'm not so bored on studying my area but this day is different. I feel dizzy and not comfortable at anything, even the discussion and lesson can't stay on my mind. I can't even understand the whole lesson. I yawned and unfortunately my professor saw it making him frown.
I sat up straightly and acted that I'm listening to his discussion really well when the truth is I can't stay focused. Prof. Martin is terror, he hates to see his students not giving attention to his classes. He likes it when we're giving lots of focus on our lessons. I'd listen to him and focus but this day is different... I don't know why.
He neglected me and continued to what he's doing. Thank God! After minutes the bell rang signal that the class is already done and we have to get ready for the next class.
"That's all for today. Study smart and be ready for your midterms," he said making us, his students groaned.
Because of being preoccupied the whole sem, I forgot about the midterms.
I was about to go out of the classroom when he called my name. Making me nervous, is he gonna scold me?
"Ms. Muller," he calls as he arranged his things and looked at me. I stopped from walking and turn my back on him.
"Mr. Martin?" I respectfully asked. I tried to erase the nervousness but It didn't work. I'm still nervous and scared of him. When he got annoyed to his students he will punish and scold them.
"I have something to tell you," he said and told me to come near him. I walked and face him still nervous.
"What is it, Sir?" I asked in a low voice.
He cleared his throat before talking.
"Since you are one of the best and out standing students here..." he paused and gave me a terror look. Is that a compliment? "We, the professors, decided that you would be the representative on the interview to the best and most influencing and powerful businessman in the country."
My eyes grew wided as I heard what he said. Did I hear it correctly? The most powerful businessman in the country?
I tried to nod my head acting like I know the person he's talking about when the truth is I don't even know who's the most powerful and best businessman nowadays. I'm late on the trends and I'm not updated on what's happening in the business world. Business is not my thing that's why I neglected it even though I still have to be updated.
I can't ask him who that person is, he might scold me for not knowing the businessman he's talking about. Of course, journalists should know sbout it. Journalists should be the first persons to be updated at everything that's happening around the country and around the globe.
I let out a deep breath as I look at him in full of confidence.
"When is the interview, Sir?" I asked. Instead of answering my question he shook his head and disappointment became visible on his face.
Why is that? Do I have to set an appointment myself? Do I need to be a great journalist now? Gosh, don't tell me I will be a paparazzi or a stalker just to have an interview with that person? Well, that's fine with us. But, still... I'm not yet a professional one. I'm only on my third year in college. How could I do that?
"Ayen, the campus best journalist failed. She did not had the chance to interview the Chief Executive Officer. She did something that the CEO hates. That's why we lost the chance," he said and sighed.
If that's the case then why would I still be the representative if the first representative already failed?
"You have to go there and ask for another chance. We have to be the first one who'll put his article on the media. I know you're still studying and not yet a professional but if you will have his interview... Maybe we will pass you onto the next college year."
My eyes grew more wider. Is that how important that person is? Well, it'll be an advantage and perks to me. But, could I do that?
"W-What if... I failed?" I asked in a shaky voice.
"Then, we have to get rid of your full time scholarship," he directly said. My eyes becomes wider and my heart raced in fear.
Because of that?!
"We will still give you a miscellaneous but if you'll fail, the full stime scholarship will be get rid. We need a consistent and great scholar student. Soon, you'll be a professional journalist. You better know how to get informations and all," my hands starts to tremble.
Because of this my scholarship is at stake.
Whoever that person is, I have to face him and ask for his mercy. I need to be great. I have to protect my scholarship here in Russia State University. If I'll graduate here, it'll be an advantage for me to search a nice job or even have the high chance to work in my dream company!
I need it! I need my scholarship more than anything!
Well, I still have family but I don't feel like being a hindrance to them. All along I feel like I'm a hindrance, I'm the youngest daughter but I don't feel like I belong to that family. That's why I live my life the way I need to live it. I don't want to be with them. They're merciless.
"You have until next month for this," he said and look at me directly. "You'll have a great advantage, Crizette. Better do it," he said and left me hanging.
After my class I made a research of the most powerful and influencing man todays. But, yeah. I found nothing. But one thing.
That man is powerful! Really powerful. He owns the Wolkzbin Enterprises, Real Estates and even an Empire! He hates stupids. He's reckless and ruthless. In business world, he's the best.
The Most Eligible Bachelor Billionaire.
Still a Bachelor, huh? Maybe he didn't had a wife or something because he's busy with his life and career.
I wonder how old is this man? Maybe fifties, sixties or whatever.
I let out a deep and loud breath. Now matter what happen, I need to have an interview with this man.
I need to!
ResearchI feel asleep while doing my research about the man that my Professor told me. I don't even have a single photo of him. But, based on some previous workers on his company, he is really ruthless, snob, man of few words and a perfect man.But in my opinion he isn't perfect. No one is perfect. He may be a great leader but he fires someone who just made a little mistakes. I've also read that he really hate stupids. If you did something in front of him, expect the end of your career.And that's what happened to some of his employees and to Ayen. I heard that Ayen stumble while asking him the first question and just because of that he made sure that Ayen will be kick out from our university. How cruel, right? Just because she stumbled that man will destroy her life?What if I'll do the same? What if I will also fail? Does that mean, I will lose my scholarship and he will destroy my life and future
Accidental BumpedI didn't mind his question because I'm still amazed of him. I don't know who this man is but he made my world stop as if my whole system is just for him. I can even feel and hear the loud and pounds of my dear heart as our eyes met.The word handsome and Gorgeous is not enough to explain how perfect his face are.He frowned and cleared his throat dragging me back to reality. I stood up straightly and look at him with a professional look, but, I still can't focus. Am I insane? What is this man doing to my whole system? Did he just caught me off guard?"Who. Are. You?" He said in a scary tone. Now, I forgot my admiration foe him. He look perfect but it seems that his attitude is bit filthy.
Beg"Then why are you here?" he asked again."I'll talk to his secretary. Ahm, the girl one. Because you told me that he'll hate it when I talk to his Guy secretary," I stopped when a tear jerking question crossed my mind."Wait? Why would he hate if I'll talk to his Guy secretary? Is he jealous?" I asked. Is Mr. Wolkzbin a gay?"Hmm. Kinda, I'm not sure," he said."Oh? Why would he be jealous? Will he be mad at me?" I asked. I really should take his advice not to talk to Mr. Wolkzbin's Guy Secretary. Because if I would... Maybe, Mr. Wolkzbin will hate me to death. Probably, He'll also destroy my life like what he did to his previous employees and Ayen. Oh, holy!"Why the fuck he will be mad at you?" he asked just like a gossiper."Coz you said he might get jealous if I'll talk to his guy secretary. That's means, I shouldn't t
Mr. WolkzbinI'm seriously dead now. I don't know what the hell did I just do. It's a fucking mistake. Why did I talk to that man?"Argh! You're a fool, Crizette! If you just keep your silence and didn't entertain him! What the hell!!" I shouted and slap my face. I covered my face up using my pillow and roll down on my tiny yet comfortable bed.I stopped from my stupidity and calm myself down."Omy gosh, Crizette!" I said. I don't know how many times I already said that but I keep on saying that.If I just shut my mouth and didn't talk to that man.Is he gonna destroy my life too? He looked pissed to me on the elevator. I said many stupid things about him. Is he gonna give the punishment tomorrow?"No way."I lool from nowhere as I remember what happened earlier in the morning."She'll have
STARES"Good Morning," I greeted Mr. Wolkzbin's secretary and she just gave me a look. Somehow acting like a bitch.I didn't mind her actions. She stood up then lead the way to the CEO's office.I can't h
PERSONAL ASSISTANTI was busy listening to our prof’s discussion when the nosy questions of my friends distracted me. I put down my pen and glared at them. They were smiling at me as if they want me to tell them what happened to me last night. I rolled my eyes and tried to focus on the man in front of us but they kept on bugging me. Seriously, what’s wrong with them? I accidentally slip my tongue earlier and tell them what happened to me last night. The traumatic thing happened to me last night. I already told them everything from the first happening up to the last. I told them about the bad guys was about to hurt and do something harmful to me and someone saved me. But, I didn’t drop the name of the dangerous man who saved me. Why would I? In the first place, I know that they won’t believe me if I say that. Why would someone like Mr. Wolkzbin will save me? He’
What will happen if the simple yet comfortable life of yours will be ruined because you fell in love with an Infamous Mafia Boss and suddenly You became his only Obsession?Will you run and hide or Stay with the Dangerous Treacherous Billionaire Infamous Mafia Boss?Running and Hiding is not an option for Crizette Muller, after the accidental bumped with the Most Eligible Bachelor Billionaire, the owner of 'Wolkzbin Monarch Enterprises, Mr. Ezekiel Duke Wolkzbin.She knows, she badly knows that she can't hide. Because whenever and wherever she goes, she will be found of the Great Treacherous Ezekiel.He is the most powerful man after all.Crizette thought that Ezekiel is just a businessman but everything she knows about him is not enough. He's a Famous Businessman and an Infamous Mafia Boss in the underground world.Loving the Treacherous Mafia Boss is
The darkness has now finally covered the sunset. The darkness wins against the Sun now. Of course, this time will come. There's a time that the Sun will beat the Darkness and on this point of time, Darkness beat the Sun.I ran while my heart is beating erratically, the beat of my heart is like a thunderbolt ranging the whole place. I did not stop from running until I saw the place where I could hide.I hide inside of a small compartment in this ship. The smokes are covering the whole place and the loud shots of guns didn't stop even earlier. It all started maybe a half hours ago and until now, it's not yet done."Ah!" I shouted in shocked. I saw dead peoples on my way. Actually, there's a lot of dead people in any way of this hallway. Fear and worries consumed me thinking that I may not survived and the most precious person in my life.The chances of being alive after this bat