6 Dreams Through Deception 3.1 (1/2)
ChapterThree
With the approval of the article layout I begin working in the journalism department. President Galiger escorts me down to the fourth floor. There are cubicles sectioning off private desks in fours that cover the room. Noticing weekly bulletin layouts as I follow the president I see the special feature for the upcoming magazine for Ren Hashiro. A big picture pinned to the board hearts draw around it. Some of the female journalist must have put that there when they heard the news. Eyes following us as I am shown to a cubicle in the back of the room on the far right. There a space was empty, a blank canvas of the walls and a new laptop with a carrying case. This is where you will work. You are allowed to take the laptop home, spare charger in the bag. I listen to the president explain the rules and regulations and what is acceptable and is not.
”When do you officially get to start covering Mr. Hashiro.” The president looks proudly at me with high expectations.
”Umm,” pulling out my planner I flip it open ”the day after tomorrow I will be going with him to a charity event and then will be following him during his every day routine.”
”Good, good; till then brushing up on your subject would be wise. He never does interviews so don't do anything that will upset him and we lose this exclusive understand.”
”Yes sir!” His commanding presence over me as he talks brings out the answer right away.
”Also, I here he can be a ladies' man so if you don't want to be toyed with stay on guard.” His expression suddenly changes to a wry smile as if worried.
He doesn't have to tell me that one, I know firsthand. The jerks been toying with me since I met him making me lust for him and then push me away a second later, but I can't tell him that so I just nod. The president leaves after his warning. With that I sit down at my desk opening my laptop to familiarize myself with the features and begin accessing archives of articles in our company and anything I can find on Ren. I come across a picture, looks like from a paparazzi article because Ren is wearing a sullen looking expression staring off in the distance. I place my finger on the screen tracing the figure. Then give a long sigh when I realize what I'm doing.
”He's so good looking, isn't he?”
”huh?” I turn my chair around to the female voice that spoke to me. I see her smile but her eyes look aggravated as she looks at the computer screen.
”I wasn't thinking that just now.” I'm lying.