Are you death or paradise?

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Chapter 16

The photoshoot was scheduled for three days later. So I had to reschedule some work for that day and also assist him with the wardrobe and other preparations for that day. I stayed at his house the night before the interview.

The photoshoot took place around 9.30 a.m. So I awoke around 6 a.m. to discover that Eugene was already up at 5 a.m. How? I’m pretty sure he went to bed much later than I did. He brewed some coffee for me and we talked for a while. I pushed him into the bathroom because he wanted to shower with me but I needed to prepare breakfast. He eventually agreed. I made some french toast for us. It’s my special day breakfast. I don’t make them on a regular basis, but on my birthdays, I always make french toasts. It reminds me of my mom making them for me, especially on special occasions like birthdays or when I had important days like interviews or exams.

Today, because I didn’t have to go to work, I decided to wear black jeans, a black ribbed vest top, and my black and bottle-green checkered overcoat, as well as some light makeup, and it took me an hour, whereas Eugene just put on a blue jean and a white tee and paired it with a sage green and white checkered overcoat and it took him 15 minutes. How does he look so effortlessly stunning in everything he wears?

“You ended up taking a checkered overcoat, like mine?” I mentioned pointing my finger on him and on me,

“Oh what a coincidence?” he smiled.

“Coincidence?” I asked, folding my arms.

“You look so hot in black.” He drew me in closer and spun me around. He’s in a good mood. I’d be nervous the whole time.

“Thank you. Uh... you look good as well.”

“Thank you,” he said as he bent down to kiss me. We left around 8.30 a.m. with a extra suit. I also took two pairs of socks, extra ties, and two watches with me.

“I’ve never gone to a photoshoot so well prepared.” He tapped me on the shoulder.

“Better safe than sorry,” I reasoned.

We had two photo-shoots, one in the studio and one outside, and everything went well. He certainly looked hott in both them. He even asked for a casual photo of us before the shoot began.

“You really look good in this one,” he said, pointing to the one where he tried to scare me, and I looked horrified. And we both giggled.

The interview was scheduled for an hour after lunch. We ordered pasta from a nearby take-out restaurant. And when we returned, they had already set up the camera and microphone for the interview.


“I was watching your photo shoot earlier, and I must say, you look very handsome.” I looked at him after the female interviewer made that comment. He thanked her with a smile.

“First and foremost, what were your thoughts when you were appointed CEO of Langston’s Enterprise? “I heard you were only 24 years old, is that correct?”

What? 24? But I’m 25, and he became CEO almost two years ago, so he must be 26 now.

“Oh, I was thrilled -” no, he wasn’t, he was stressed, he didn’t want to take over his father’s business so soon, ” I had always wanted to work for my father, and I did spend a lot of time working for him. I was delighted to have given this opportunity so early.”

“That must have been hard for you at the age of 24.”

“No, it wasn’t. I fit in right away, and it’s a fun ride, with its own ups and downs.”

“And why did your father resign so unexpectedly?”

“I’m not sure, either. Perhaps he thought I was ready to take over.
But I make it a point to uphold what he and my grandfather believed in this business. My grandfather greatly helped my father in his ascension, and my father does the same. I’m doing everything I can to live up to their legacy.”



“Last question of the day, and the most anticipated one, Have you ever been madly in love?” I widened my eyes and turned to face Eugene. Don’t say something reckless, Eugene.

“Oh, yes, I have.” and he grinned,

“Who exactly is it?” She asked him right away.

“It’s the person I look up to. I admire. For the first time, my heart beat wildly when I had met them. The color of the world changed around me ever since, and that person is the... entire world to me. I apologize for getting carried away.” I was shocked.

I’m his everything? That’s a bit of an exaggeration. Why? It’s just me, an annoyed person who hasn’t accomplished anything yet.

“Could you please give us a name?”

“I’d prefer to keep that private. Thank you!”

“I understand. I’m sure that person is extremely lucky to be with you.”

“No, I’m pretty sure I’m the lucky one.” And with that, the interview came to an end.

He approached me, looked up, and I said, “You did great.” He thanked me. I just wanted to hug him right there. But I didn’t. We stopped at Nat’s cafe on our way home and got some boba and cakes. I have a sweet tooth, and I was really craving some cake right now. I also bought an Oreo cake for us to eat at home.

We had gone to his house, and I had placed everything we had on the couch. I was trying to keep myself from crying while putting the cake in the fridge. So I took a deep breath and turned to face Eugene. That’s it; I can’t help myself right now.

I approached him and pulled him in for a hug. And after a few seconds, I began crying into his chest while he comforted me. We stood there swaying for 5 to 7 minutes, and I swear I’ve never felt so safe in the arms of another person.

“Are you feeling okay now?” he inquired, stroking my back.

I agreed with a nod of my head. “Yes.”

“Gene... did you mean all that?“ I asked, pulling away and looking into his eyes. He put his hands on the sides of my cheeks,

“Every word,” he replied immediately. And I kissed him while lifting my heel to reach his lips. As we stood there after the kiss, our brows were still touching.

“Now step aside, I’d like to eat some of that cake.” I chuckled as I took out the cake from the fridge. I sat on the couch with a fork in my hand, digging into the cake.

“Oh, that interviewer girl was completely crushing on you. “And you—” I pointed my fork at him “—were just smiling at her the whole time.” I complained. ” I’ll tell her off the next time I see her.” and I kept eating my cake. While Eugene sat there watching me eat the cake all by myself.

“Would you like some?”

“Oh no. You have it.”

“It’s fine, here” I cut him a piece of cake and asked him to open his mouth so I could feed him. He was taken aback, and then I saw his joyous wings spread as he said,

“Nellie!!!” And I realized what I had just done.

“Oh, I was joking! You dummy! Eat it yourself!” I gave him the fork because I was embarrassed.

“Thank you!” He took the cake away from me and pinned me to the couch. “However, if I’m going to eat. I’d rather eat this.” He took some cake cream and applied it to my chest. Then, without breaking our gaze, he licked it off me.

“Cut it out,” and he stopped “Let’s not do it on the couch today.” I blushed and looked away.

“Yes, I’ll take my time on the bed with you tonight.”

This is the second time I’ve asked him to have sex with me. It’s always the other way around, mainly due to the fact that he’s a horny bastard. But today.. I remembered the day we talked in the park, there are quite a lot of good memories I have with him.

Authors note: Lot of memories and no pictures. The only pics they have of them together is the one they took at the photoshoot. They have taken funny pics of each other but neither of them have taken any pics together even after all this time.

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