I stared at him for a while. mouth and eyes wide open.

Wow.

He was a living masterpiece.

"Are you going to keep staring, or are you actually going to take a seat?" He asked.

His voice sending a surge of electricity to run down my spine and all the hairs on my arm to stand up.

My mouth became dry as i struggle to find words "Oh-Uh-um Hello, I'm Laura Marano-" I began.

"I know who you are." He said walking up to me hands still behind his back

He was tall and lean and was close enough for me to tell that his eyes were i beautiful shade of hazel brown as his dark eyebrows frowned upon me.

I chuckled nervously looking at my sneakers "Well you know why I'm here then." I stated.

His frowned deepened.

You're definitely doing something wrong Laura, you're looking like an idiot.

Am not!

That fact that he's frowning at you, means you sure are.

"Yes, and I've never seen anyone dressed like that to interview me." He said looking at me attire.

What's wrong with how I look.

I took out my best shirt, and I happen to like the way I look. Yes everyone in here was all nice and dandy but I like my fashion sense.

He didn't say anything but escorted me to a seat that was directly in front of his huge desk as he sat in a leather black chair.

I fished for my Pen and my note book straighten myself in my seat.

Okay Laura, time to get this over with and out of here.

He sat with his legs crossed staring right at me.

"Okay um, so I have a few-" I started but my words vanished when he leaned over the table and pulled out the hibiscus flower from behind my ear and slammed it unto the table.

"It's childish and distracting." He stated with a scowl on his face.

I don't know if I could fully explained how i felt right know.

I was shocked and embarrassed and angered.

Breathe Laura just breathe, this is your job, you just gotta deal with it.

"I'm sorry that it's childish and distracting to you, but i want you to respect me personally the same way I respect you personally. I happened to like my flower, and if you Mr. Lynch have a problem with it, you'll just have to deal with it." I spoke calmly with a smile on my face.

I picked up my flower patted it up a bit and shoved it back behind my ear.

He seemed shocked for a while before he rolled his eyes a bit and cross his arms over his chest.

He continued staring at me, amused and as if i was a puzzle but he didn't say anything further.

"Alright let's begin." I said fixing myself.

Just breathe hon, you got this.

I read the first question and closed my eyes and smiled up at him.

"So, it says here that you've been an orphan most of your life, up until the age of fourteen, how is your life with your family. you've never spoken about them." I said

His eyes had never left my face from the moment I defended myself.

"They were old folks, My adoptive father died last year." He spoke looking me in my eyes.

I shivered at the way he was looking at me.

His stare strong as if he was reading my thoughts.

"How was your childhood?" 

"The worst."

Didn't really see that coming.

"Did you have many friends?"

"No." His answers were short and to the point.

He wasn't giving me much to go with.

Okay, so maybe his childhood wasn't the best topic.

"Um, okay we'll talk about your love life." I stated.

"What's their to talk about?" He said twirling a pen between his fingers.

"There's been rumors that you been spotted in night clubs drinking and partying, which leads people to question. everyone wants to know, are you dating anyone? are you off the market." I asked.

I was a bit interested in his answer. Is  it possible that someone is capable of catching this man's attention?

He was so cold.

"No." He said.

Okay.

I was recording the answers, so i didn't have to write much, other than the notes about his behavior.

"There's also been speculations about your sexuality. People say, you haven't dated much because you're secretly homosexual." I said.

I watch as I slight smirk formed on his face before a baritone laugh escaped his lips.

I stared with wide eyes at him.

What's the joke.

"Classic." He mumbled to himself when he calmed down.

"So?" I asked unsure of what the laugh stated.

"So what?" He asked arching his eyebrow.

"Are you gay Mr. Lynch?" I asked slowly.

He moved forward leaning on his desk.

"Is there something wrong if I am?" He said trying me.

I sighed "No sir, I would just like to clear the air, if you are, you are. If you're not, then you're not. It's just a simple question I'd like you to answer." My patience with him was wearing thin, He wasn't giving me anything to go with.

He smirked before leaning back in his huge chair. 

"No. I'm very much straight." He said, "And just to clear the air, I'm very much into women." He smirked using my same words

"I know what being straight means." I shoot back, his smirk widened.

I had never in my life met someone like him.

He was rude and bossy.

I went on to ask him about his charities and his business. Where his answers seemed a bit less short and blunt.

When I finished, I quickly left. When I got to my work place It was around 1.

As soon as I got into the building everyone surrounded me.

"what was he like?"

"Was he Obnoxious?"

"Did he try anything on you? I told you he would."

"Is he as hot as in the pictures?"

I ignored their answer and tiredly dragged myself into my little corner, everyone here had their office where they worked, I shared one with my best friend Cindy.

She was twirling in her chair, when I came through the door she turned to grin at me.

"How was he?" She asked.

"Rude, Bossy, tiring and my feet kill me thank you for asking." I said sarcastically sitting down.

"Told you." She said "But he's still hot." 

"I still think he's a bit misunderstood. You see people have talked about him so much that, he has to shield himself." I said spinning my chair.

"Aw, sweet naive Laura. You always look for the good in people." She said.

I rolled my eyes as my boss walked in "Laura, Mr. Lynch just sent in his report. You did great, be prepared, he'll be in next week for a photo shoot. He wants you there"  He said before walking back out.

I turned to  Cindy with wide eyes "Oh, Mami's captured the lion's hurt?"