Agreement with a billionaire

A disturbing nightmare.

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"Thank you very much, Miss Eduoard. Its a pleasure doing business with you." Adrian Alimson holds out a hand for Laura, as with the smile on her lips, it doesn't deduce when she takes his hand in hers.

Laura stares at the little box on her hand, before she opens it gradually, revealing the necklace passed down from her grandmother to her. Still with a bright smile on her lips, laura closes the burgundy box, before handing it over to Adrain, who in return has a victory expression on his face.

"And here is my end of the deal, Miss Eduard." Adrian speaks, handing her a horizontally long paper, but not just any paper. A check to be exact.

A check worth of ten million.

"And the rest of the deal is still ensure, as my men would deliver to you, papers of the building of your taste, so as the car you have chosen. Once again, thank you Miss Eduard." Adrian speaks delightful staring at Laura.

"No, thank you Mr Alimson for your considerable offer." Laura smiles accurately staring at the check in her hand.

The ringing of laura's phone rises her awake, and away from the ridiculous dream she is having.

With a stretch of her fingers, to her nightstand, Laura picks her phone still with slumber in her eyes, she picks up the call without checking who the caller is.

"Hello," Her voice coming raspy, as with each letter she pronounces, slumber attaches to it.

"Miss Eduard, you are forty five minutes late to work, where are you? Mr Lucien has been asking of you." Hearing Clinton's voice, an intern at Lucien corp where Laura works, adrenaline surges through her as his words are enough for her to get up from her bed in haste.

"Wait what? Forty five...oh mother of creation, I thought today is Sunday." Laura perplexed at the whole situation, runs around her room with her phone close to ear.

"Oh Miss Eduoard, have you perhaps forgotten the day of the week so soon, just by attending your best friends wedding?" Clinton adds with a sense of humor in his words.

Laura on the other hand, remains upended with her internal system now in a rush, as when she tries to pull off her clothes to take a bath, her feet gets caught up in her pajamas short, and down the floor she goes, hitting the ground with her bum.

"Ouch!" Her voice can be heard from through the phone giving Clinton an hint of what may have happened, as his voice comes chuckling on the other end.

"Oh my Goodness Laura, take a chill. I'm messing with you, today is indeed Sunday." As though time stops for a while hearing what Clinton had just said, Laura remains silent inexpressible on how to react, but she does one thing.

"CLINTON HARRISON!" Laura's voice raging from the phone in the highest pitch possible, that her neighbours whom believe she is as quiet as a mouse, would definitely hear her screaming, as even her cat who sleeps dashes out. "I will murder you when I see you." Laura adds, as Clinton who is laughing hysterically, gasps at Laura's words, for he has never heard her with such words form her mouth before.

And of course, Laura would make such statement as the prank Clinton made on her is something heart racing, for never in her life has she ever been late to work before, therefore, hearing Clinton prank her with that at first, it is as though, she rather be punished than late.

"Laura Eduoard! What have you become?" Clinton whom laura would describe as the most dramatic human being she has ever met, responds sarcastically.

"I almost had an heart attack because of you!" Laura says finally getting the strength to get up from the floor where she had fallen minutes ago.

"Oh Laura, the workaholic." Clinton teases before chuckling again at this woman whom one would think is a boring young Lady, not knowing the rascal behavior she could have at the next moment.

One would think, just because Clinton is an intern and Laura, a personal assistant to the owner of Lucien Corp, would not merge, but upon hearing the false rumors which surrounds Laura, being that she wishes not to get married, but hang around her handsome boss, and other rich and influential men. Unlike the ones who spread those rumors, Clinton sees more than that with Laura, as with her, he sees an independent woman whom does not want to be valued based on the riches or status of her husband or partner, he sees a woman who knows what she wants. With that, Clinton instantly wanted to be friends with her, and from then, they clicked off.

"At least I have a permanent job, unlike someone who has to work hard to not remain an INTERN." With Laura's reply, Clinton gasps even more loudly this time, taken back by her response, as one thing again he did come to know and like with Laura is indeed, her hidden smart mouth.

"Fine, fine, I guess I do deserve that." Clinton says whereas the both chuckle at his response. "You should be praying I should stay, cause if I do go who is going to have you smiling this much, Miss Eduoard." Clinton adds, as Laura rolls her eyes and mimics his words inaudibly, forgetting Clinton can't actually hear her movements.

"Are you mimicking me, Miss Eduoard?" Upon hearing her silence and knowing Laura pretty well, Clinton guesses what she can do, as she has done that a thousand times when answering Mr Lucien's wife call during office hours.

And may Laura say, that woman is a huge piece of work, yet, nice at the same time.

"Not at all, Mr Harrison." Laura jokes, as Clinton chuckles loudly.

"Okay Laura, I've had my fun already, I need to get ready for the gym." Clinton says putting an end to their discussion.

"How big do you want to get? I told you, if you come to the office one day looking like Hulk, I will deny ever knowing you." Laura comments as Clinton laughs, but in depth, Laura actually finds Clinton already built enough and attractive enough for anyone. Not to be misunderstood, Clinton is a very attractive man, but, she and Clinton going more than friends, is just something she doesn't have in mind.

"And I also told you, Laura Eduoard that, I'm not planning on getting bigger, don't you know I have to keep the appearance up." Clinton replies whereas Laura rolls her eyes again.

"Aye aye captain." Laura speaks earning a chuckle from Clinton. "Alright Clinton, see you tomorrow." Laura begins to say her farewell.

"See you tomorrow Laura." Clinton replies before the both end the call. As laura ends the phone call, she sighs heavily still in rampage at Clinton's previous trick, as when she tries to move from her position, she finds out, her shorts are still on her feet, sending her down the ground, again.

"Ugh! I will so murder you Clinton." Laura mutters under her breath, before pulling up her shorts properly. Since today is indeed Sunday, there is no need to be in a rush to take a bath, as she can do a few things before showering.

Laura spends the day by going through emails and responding to each of them on behalf of Mr Lucien, even though she is on her work free day, she decide to respond to them and set a timer for the next day when it should be sent, all to make her work easier and more efficient, as with days at Lucien corp, it is always unexpected.

As she goes through the mails, a thought swifts through her memory, halting her actions, as she recalls a particular disturbing nightmare, that does include none other than, Adrian Alimson.

A nightmare that involved her getting bewitched by the materialistic item Adrian has to offer, to make her eventually give in to selling the necklace her grandmother gave to her as a gift. To make matters worse, she was indeed happy about their transaction in the nightmare.

"Oh God...no no no," Laura cowers into her hands as she tries to erase such a disturbing nightmare away from her memories. Despite her trials, nothing is accomplished as whenever she tries to erase the nightmare, all she she sees is the devilish smirk and handshake of a particular man.

Laura comes to a decision of making her mind to forget it all, masking away her emotions and replacing them with business like, as she goes through the rest of the pending mails for Mr Lucien. As she gets to the bottom of the received mails, she finds a particular unread mail eye catching and disturbing being sent the previous Friday. Laura gets it open, as a personal assistant should, seeing the contents of the email.

Good day Laura,

Hope this mail is meeting you in good health?

Mr Alimson would be in Lucien corp on Monday by 12pm, as scheduled for the meeting. Thank you for your hospitality.

Regards,

Heidi Smith,

Secretary at A&A Enterprise.

As Laura reads the mail completely, her thoughts goes perplexed at the first instant, trying to piece the puzzle all together as of who it is being mentioned in the response, and it take a layman to know that, this mail is indeed speaking about the same Adrian Alimson she knows, coming to Lucien corp tomorrow.

"Oh mother of creation. No, no no, not him again." Laura cries invincibly as she dreads the meeting which will hold place tomorrow.

How can she not have known about this, when for the fact she is the one who replied to their previous mails, laura thinks, but of course, she can't have known because she has only come to know of Adrian from Saturday morning at La boujeteri.

And now it all makes sense, as this mail is from A&A Enterprise, one which is owned by none other than, Mr Adrian Alimson.

Laura throws her tantrums and stamps her feet like a child, going crazy about how she is going to begin the week on such dreadful terms of seeing a jerk who can't seem to leave her alone.

Does he perhaps know that she does work for Lucien Corp? That, Laura has no answer to, but is going to when she meets Adrian Alimson the next day.

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