CAME INTO MY LIFE LIKE A WRECKING BALL

A man in his early thirties is seen sitting at the bar in a big club that he owns, gulping down a glass of whisky neat and motioning to the bartender for another glass.

"Come on Demaro, you can't seriously be mad, you did just get the poor journalist fired you know," his friend shrugs as he takes the glass away from his hand, but a hard glare from Demaro welcomes him.

Demaro gulps it in one go, "Imagine Sergio, the great Demaro Sergovia being cheated on by his 6-month wife with a woman, these people even accused me of having bedroom issues 'for her to starve that bad'" he huffs.

"Who cares, you know you are a beast, as for the cheating part, we both know you two are not in love and married for business contractually, so calm down...or wait... have you fallen in love already in a mere 6 months?" Sergio questions with a smug and answers himself "who am I kidding you don't even have a heart; your ego is just hurt.... poor journalist will never work again in his poor life because of your giant ego" shaking his head sideways".

"Whatever, I need a good f**k tonight, I have got a long cue of Personal Assistants candidates to interview early in the morning" he stands up and goes to the rooms in another section of the club where a wh*re is waiting for him in great s*x hunger.

Back at the bar, Sergio sighs defeatedly "Some men are just lucky"

"You choose not to be," Tania says joining him "I mean you are hot and cute, and I count 20 eyes from here looking at you with big appetites, she shrugs as she states

"Yeah, well they are not my type" he stands and leaves

"He's a strange man" Tania mumbles as she motions for her usual drink, a Bloody M Cocktail.

A while later Demaro approaches the bar and finds Tania drinking, "Seriously a woman Tania?"

"Since when did my love life become your business?" Tania shrugs him off

"Since it is linked to my name and could tarnish my reputation" Demaro flashes.

" Listen, baby, you are hot and all, but you just aren't my type sorry" she fakes pouting teasingly "anyways I don't get why you had to make that poor journalist suffer, the poor guy was just trying to make a living"

"The man's got to keep his business clean, anyways I'll see your crazy heads at home," says Sergio as he comes back to pick up his car keys and left.

"Whatever, I did not do this for me only and your dad was not going to be happy if he saw the news either...you know what? I feel like I don't know you at all, since when are you into women" Demaro questioned,

"Since the day I was not into d*cks" Tania answered cheekily

"I thought that was just you being scared or keeping yourself for the day you find the one or whatever"

"You shouldn't have thought, after all, you never paid attention to anything, all that mattered was you and your big ego and a big list of girls you played with throughout school and college and me being your cover-up to them" she stated as she gulped her drink before leaving.

Sergovia Treasures International Hotel

A girl is seen crying as her friend comforts her, "Oh come on now Priscilla stop crying I am sure you will get the next cover"

"No Stephany, you don't get it, I want that cover and not another one" she sniffs and Stephany hands her a tissue.

"Well, I am so sorry sweety, but I have to go now, or I will miss the interview, and you know I have always wanted to work for The Empire Co. Company, plus I heard the pay will be good" Stephany stated as she looked at the time "OMG I am already late and I need to catch the cab and go back to my apartment, get ready and catch another, well there goes my job" she sighs defeatedly

"No, you are not, I am done crying, borrow something from my wardrobe and my driver will take you there." Priscilla jumps up as she stops crying and helps her friend get ready.

THE EMPIRE CO.

Stephany entered wearing black stilettos, a black formal dress that hugged her body, and a white blazer, her hair was tied into a neat bun with a bit of mascara that highlighted her deep blue eyes, she started feeling nervous cause people were staring at her as she walked and a guy had tripped on nothing and fell, she muttered to herself "I am going to kill Priscilla, I am sure she made me look hideous, I told her this was too much" she kept pulling her dress which was tight and above her knees.

"Hello there, are you here for the interview? You better hurry the boss is not so sweet and you are late, run along now!" the receptionist hollered at her, and she ran to the lift headed for the 10th floor of the building, she looked at herself in the lift mirror as she took deep breaths to calm herself.

Just when the lift opened her name was called over the intercom "Stephany McCall?"

"I am here!" She screamed and ran into the office almost pushing the door, before she steadies her feet and opened the office, one strand of hair had fallen from the bun to the side of her face. She entered, cleared her throat and sat down while fiddling with her fingers.

"I didn't say you can sit" Demaro growled at her without even looking at her and she quickly stood up, he started to look up slowly bored and ready to tell her to get out "That's it get.... Oh Mio Dio" he exclaimed staring at her. (Oh, My Goodness)

She cleared her throat shifting uncomfortably under his swallowing gaze.

His face turned cold, but his heart was having a party in his chest, and swallowed nothing before speaking calmly "Sit down and tell me why I should hire you"

His voice and sudden change of mood scared her, and she licked her lips nervously while looking at her hands, unknown to her Demaro was staring at her every move intensely, her small plush red lips which he wished he could feast on and those blue eyes which looked panicked a while ago, how he wishes he could look at them as the fill with tears of pleasure while he fills her insides, and he found himself tilting his head wondering how her hair looks when brought down...

"You are hired, work starts tomorrow at 7, don't be late" He picked up his coat and left her sitting dumbstruck "Thank you everyone else, you can go home".

He entered the elevator and made a call, "Wife, send me a wh*re, I'll be home in 20"

T.B.C