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Ashtrella longed all her life for that one guy she had been pining for since high school. She always knew they were a perfect match. He was kind and handsome, even going out of his way to help her out when someone tried to bully her. How can she not fall for the guy? When she learned that he had built his own company, she did everything in her power to join him, studying and working so hard that she had accelerated on top of all her peers. Years later, as they meet again, will he be able to remember who she was? Will their love affair finally come to a sweet ending, or will the forces of nature that separated them when they were younger play a role in their lives again? -=-=- What do you think?
“STAR MAGAZINE INCORPORATED”
I am now standing in front of the company I always dreamt of joining. This 40-story building, owned by the one and only, MR. HARRY MOON, a very famous multi-billionaire in this generation because of his intelligence and ruthlessness in the business industry. And because of his good looks, he has become the most eligible bachelor available today.
At the age of twenty-eight, he already owns his own company. Star Magazine Incorporated is now one of his famous businesses. SMI is a Men's Magazine that showcases undergarments, lingerie, and swimsuits.
Before I forget, I am Ashtrella Rodriguez, but they called me Ashley. I am twenty-three years old, with a degree in Mass Communication. I came to SMI for an interview as Editor-in-Chief. You read it correctly... Editor-in-Chief. I graduated college with flying colors at the age of eighteen, and I already have a ton of experience under my belt. I've been working as an Editor-in-Chief in my previous company, but I wanted to get this job because it's been my dream. He... is my dream.
Ever since high school, I have dreamt of being with him, and now I am closer to my goal. I will make sure that he will fall for me this time. “Harry Moon, you are mine.” (evil grin)
“Uhmm... Miss... Hello?!” I was brought back to reality when the guard called my attention. Or should I say yelled at me?
“Can you minimize your voice a little? My eardrums almost broke. I'm not deaf, you know?” I scratched my ears because the level of tone he used on me was too loud.
“I'm sorry, I've been talking to you for a while, and you were not paying any attention." The guard fixed his uniform. "As I was saying, I was asking why are you here? What is your purpose in being here today? But you did not even bother answering my question... And you were daydreaming. I even caught you laughing at yourself like crazy..." He twisted his lips and put his fingers on his chin. "You know what? If you were not wearing decent clothes and if you were not beautiful, I would think that you are crazy.”
I scoffed at what he had said. “Wow…" I said sarcastically. "Should I say thank you for the compliment? Ha-ha,” I said cheekily.
“By the way, I'm here for an interview,” I said and smiled at him.
“Oh... Is that so. Just go to the reception area and leave your ID. They’ll tell you what floor you need to go to for your interview.” He said.
I mouthed my thanks and headed to the reception area.
“Excuse me, miss.” I smiled at the girl in front of me. “I'm here for an interview as Editor-in-Chief. Where should I meet Mrs. Gonzaga?” I politely asked. The receptionist smiled.
“She's not here yet, but you may go to the 39th floor. Just leave a valid ID here so I can give you a visitors' pass.” I handed her my ID.
In this building, one cannot go directly to the elevator. You have to go through the reception to give you a pass because you have to tap it on the machine that blocks the way through the elevator. To make sure interlopers can't easily pass through.
The lobby is elegant, designed in colors of gold and black. Two large chandeliers were hanging side by side in the vast ceiling that seemed to keep on going upwards, its receiving area is spacious, showcasing a grand piano in the corner and several couches strategically positioned to direct the flow of visitors.
When I got the pass, I immediately headed for the elevator. Even this contraption looked expensive, it was very shiny and golden in color, the music provided was so relaxing. After hitting my floor, thirty-nine, I closed my eyes and let the music lull me. I did not notice that there was someone inside with me until I heard someone groan.
“Miss, will you shut your mouth?” My eyes widened in surprise at the derisive tone coming from a baritone voice. He had his back to me, so I couldn't see his face much. I frowned and stared at him intently.
The nerve of this guy to tell me to shut up. “Are we close?! Argh...Whoever you are, I will break your bones. You look tall and distinguished from back here, but I'm sure my Harry is more handsome-” I stopped hissing and cursing him in my mind when he turned around. My eyes widened when I realized who it was. I grabbed my mouth when my jaw dropped. The person I've loved since I set my eyes on him. The person I want to see every day of my waking hours. He was the only man who made my heart beat this fast. My Moon... My Harry Moon.
