and he would turn out to be my boss. “Interesting.” I heard him seethe devilishly. He stood up from his seat, walking towards me. “So, how’s that injury of yours?” He asked. I looked at him w

everything appeared, Liam James would be the cause of that. That thought made me grab a chair as I sat down for the sake of my job. “Eleanor.” I stiffly said. Calm down, Eleanor. I told myself. “Eleanor Reyes.” I said, sighing. “Eleanor Reyes, what’s your history?” he asked. There was a way he pronounced my name. Like I was some treasured but it was obviously an act he put out. “Nothing, now that I said my name, can you sign the documents?” I said, trying to keep my voice as soft as I could. “A fierce temper and a sharp tongue. You are one hell of a woman, red.” He commented. I rolled my eyes at that statement. Why was he calling me red? I watched as he got a hold of the documents. He scanned right through, reading its content. He immediately signed some pages. With my eyes on his hands, I directed my eyes to his biceps. With each signature he did, his biceps flexed in an enticing manner. “Done. You could quit eye raping me now.” He said, with an evil glint in his eyes. I grabbed the documents the moment. I scanned through. He was done signing them. “You wish.” I retorted back at him. I immediately walked out of the office with a thought on my mind. He had a nice body but I wasn't going to tell him that anytime soon. … “Miss…” a woman in the office asked me. “Eleanor Reyes.” I replied that instant. “Omg! You are Eleanor Reyes? I’m Mariam, the head of the directing department. This is not your department. Please come with me, Miss.” She said, dragging my arms carefully. I walked with her till we stopped in front of a door. Opening it, I was open-mouthed at what I saw. It was a very large studio with various models in action. I saw the photographers ta