| Author: | Viola Black | ISBN: | 1230001567458 |
| Publisher: | Viola Black | Publication: | March 1, 2017 |
| Imprint: | Language: | English |
| Author: | Viola Black |
| ISBN: | 1230001567458 |
| Publisher: | Viola Black |
| Publication: | March 1, 2017 |
| Imprint: | |
| Language: | English |
It was Monday morning, and I was sitting in my office, waiting for the clock to strike 10:00am. That’s what time my meeting with the Giovanni Cosmetics’ Board of Directors would begin. I’d be presenting my first ad campaign that I had created on my own since the Vice President of Marketing had been fired for embezzling money from the company. I had worked hard on the presentation all last week and over the weekend, and felt really good about it. When I ran it by my parents, they loved it and declared that I’d be promoted to the VP of Marketing in no time.
But the presentation wasn’t the only reason I was feeling really good. My ex-husband David and I had gotten together unexpectedly on Sunday, and all these feelings that I had no idea were still there came rushing back. I knew David would be leaving for Spain this week with the chance to play professional basketball again, and he was so happy about it. Seeing him that happy, along with him being so excited for me and my new Marketing Director position, brought back the good memories that I had of us when we were still together. So the possibility of our family reuniting, along with the fantastic ad campaign that I’d created, had me floating on cloud nine.
As I surfed the web and waited for my meeting to begin, an email popped up from Rick Barnes, the company’s Chief Financial Officer. Rick and I had developed a really nice rapport; one that Ken seemed quite jealous of. But ever since I’d slept with Ken again the weekend before starting my job, not to mention the conversation I’d overheard one of Marketing Coordinators having about sleeping with him, I’d been keeping my distance and remaining professional. Ken tried to talk to me on several occasions about things, but I blew him off as cordially as I could and told him that our relationship would remain strictly business from here on out.
WARNING: Readers must be 18+ due to mature themes and language.
It was Monday morning, and I was sitting in my office, waiting for the clock to strike 10:00am. That’s what time my meeting with the Giovanni Cosmetics’ Board of Directors would begin. I’d be presenting my first ad campaign that I had created on my own since the Vice President of Marketing had been fired for embezzling money from the company. I had worked hard on the presentation all last week and over the weekend, and felt really good about it. When I ran it by my parents, they loved it and declared that I’d be promoted to the VP of Marketing in no time.
But the presentation wasn’t the only reason I was feeling really good. My ex-husband David and I had gotten together unexpectedly on Sunday, and all these feelings that I had no idea were still there came rushing back. I knew David would be leaving for Spain this week with the chance to play professional basketball again, and he was so happy about it. Seeing him that happy, along with him being so excited for me and my new Marketing Director position, brought back the good memories that I had of us when we were still together. So the possibility of our family reuniting, along with the fantastic ad campaign that I’d created, had me floating on cloud nine.
As I surfed the web and waited for my meeting to begin, an email popped up from Rick Barnes, the company’s Chief Financial Officer. Rick and I had developed a really nice rapport; one that Ken seemed quite jealous of. But ever since I’d slept with Ken again the weekend before starting my job, not to mention the conversation I’d overheard one of Marketing Coordinators having about sleeping with him, I’d been keeping my distance and remaining professional. Ken tried to talk to me on several occasions about things, but I blew him off as cordially as I could and told him that our relationship would remain strictly business from here on out.
WARNING: Readers must be 18+ due to mature themes and language.
