Chapter 294

  Her long hair was strawberry blond, her eyes... I think they were a pair of light blue. She stood there, squirming and felt uneasy standing before me. I look at her from head to toe and she was simple. She was wearing a dirty coveralls with hand prints on it, a tank top beneath and a pair of dirty white Converse shoes.

  Fuck she's simply beautiful. Dirty beautiful, I must say. 

  "You are?" I ask her.

  "My name's Thea Thibault. I'm from Lure Magazine, sir. I hope I can at least have a little amount of minutes from your busy schedule."

  I recover myself from being fascinated by her and shake my head from it.

  "You could've at least worn something appropriate for this interview." I tell her.

  She gapes and stares at herself.

  "Have a seat Miss Thibault." I instructed.

  She sheepishly walked to the chair across my desk and bites her lower lip as she stares at her fingers.