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I let out a low whistle as my eyes take in the beautiful ornate building standing in front of me. It is a white washed brick building, about seven stories tall judging by the windows. The doors in the entry way are polished wood and gleaming in the sunlight. This place must be worth a butt-load if money judging by how clean and ornate it is. I walk slowly up the steps leading to the door and graze my hand across the columns that line every seven steps.

When I reach the front door my hand goes into my pocket feeling for the keys I was given by Natalia. The building houses a lot of rich people so it would be a problem if the security was inferior. I take out the keys and unlock the door. The wooden door smoothly glides open without a sound. The interior is even more beautiful than the exterior.

Potted plants line the corners of the large entryway while a chandler cast light around the room. I look around and observe that there are even plants hanging from the ceiling. There is a group of couches surrounding a glass and gold gilded edged coffee table on the right side of the room. It is all arranged in a modern yet homey look and I love the atmosphere the arrangements give off.

I slide over to the couches and plop down on one of the cushions. "Lia would no over the moon if she knew I was about to see Zen." I swallow, my throat feeling dry, and the butterflies in my stomach start to dance. "Yet I only feel nervous." He has such a commanding presence and when I talked to him before he acted as if I wasn't even really there. I stay seated on the couch as long as I can hoping to muster up a little more confidence and settle my dancing butterflies.

Finally I get up of the couch and march over to the elevator at the opposite side of the room. My newfound confidence pushing me forward. I push the up button to the side of the elevator and hum a new melody I had been messing around with. With a ding the doors open and I step on. "Wow even the elevator is luxurious" I mumble to myself while pressing the seventh floor button, "he lives in a penthouse. No, dur. He is rich Sierra." I remind myself. The elevator stops at the third floor and a little boy gets on. Nodding to me he then looks over at the button panel and steps to the back of the elevator.

I look over my shoulder at him "Are you also going to the seventh floor then?" I ask the boy. Without responding he shyly nods his head, then hides his face looking down at the floor. He is so cute I can't help but smile, my nervousness forgotten. "How old are you?" I ask not expecting a response from this cute yet shy boy. As expected he doesn't say anything but slowly raises his hands, holding up seven fingers.

Before I have a chance to ask more the elevator door opens with a ding. The little boy gestures towards the hallway and in a small voice says "Ladies first." I smile at that and exit the elevator. The boy scampers out behind me and rushes down the hallway.

I walk carefully through the hall scanning the door numbers as I go. "706, 707, 708. Oh here it is." I stop in front of the door labeled 708, and ring the door bell. It takes a while for someone to answer the door but when it opens I am surprised to find Zen standing there with only sweatpants and no top and his hair dripping with water.

"I'm sorry" I studer "Have I come at a bad time?" When faced with a half naked celebrity my tongue seizes up and my thoughts leave my brain. I stand there stunned, waiting for his answer. He completely ignores my question and asks "Who are you?" I realize I had been rude in not introducing myself and quickly blurt out "My name is Sierra Johnson and Boss Li sent me to come talk to you." He gazes at me, a look of incredulity painted on his face. "I haven't seen you around the company before. How can I trust you? For all I know you could be a stalker."

Wow this guy really thinks highly of himself doesn't he? And hasn't seen me around the company? We talked yesterday. I sigh to myself and hold out a note that Boss Li quickly wrote before I left. Zen takes the note and silently scans it, his eyes stopping where I know Boss Li's signature sits at the bottom of the page. Convinced he crumples the note up into a ball and throws it out of my sight. It must have hit something because I hear a dull smack.

He gestures for me to come inside, and I walk through the doorway. The first thing I notice is a monitor at the side of the door, the screen showing out into the hallway. Yep this place definitely has a very advanced security system. I look around the room and notice that we have walked into a living room with white couches to my right at one end facing a large flat screen tv mounted to the wall and to my left at the other end is an elegant white grand piano.

I walk over to the piano passing the couches and tv and start to gently touch the keys. His voice interrupts my thoughts and my hands stop moving "Don't touch my piano." I move away from the piano and continue scouting out the room. Directly across the entrance to the living room is the start of stairs. They run parallel to the wall using it as support. I realize that the wall is actually made of glass and I can see the movement of water on the other side. Is it an aquarium? I walk closer to get a better look standing at the base of the stairs.

I press my hand to the glass, the water coming up to around my waistline. It's not an aquarium but an indoor swimming pool. My mouth opens in wonder as I squat down to observe the waters movement. It feels like I'm underneath the water which is awesome because I have never learned how to swim so this is a first for me observing how it is underneath the water's surface.

I take a few steps up the stairs wondering how to get into the indoor pool. I notice an entrance few more steps up the stairs leading into the pool area and am tempted to enter to get a better look. But before I can Zen strides up the stairs past me. "So what did Boss Li want you to talk to me about?" While asking this he keeps walking up the stairway not even glancing back at me.

Instead of following him up the stairs, which I don't think he wants me too do I stay right where I have been standing debating about how I should tell him to stop posting on his Instagram account. It takes me a few seconds to get my thoughts in order and by that time he has reached the second floor balcony looking out over the living room.

Seeing that he is about to he'd inside a room on the second floor I muster up my courage and decide to shout out the message because of the distance. "Boss Li told me to tell you that you are prohibited from using Instagram for the time being and-" He slams the door behind him before I can finish my sentence. I think I could have put that more eloquently.

I walk out of his apartment closing the door with shut hard behind me. Frustrated I slide down the door to end up sitting on the ground. "Maybe yelling at him wasn't the best idea. What should I do? I don't have much time until he posts and I doubt I managed to convince him not to."

"Ohh" I hurry down the hallway back to the elevator and out the door of the building racing against the time. I head back to Bright Entertainment Company PR department and start my plan. It's a relatively simple plan. When I was in college working on my computer science degree, all my friends and I loved to play a game, well it was more like a prank on one another. And the prank consisted of changing each others passwords. If Zen can't get into his account then he won't be able to post anything.