The Heart of Mr.Billionaire ✔ (#THOMB)

10. Chapter 6

I dedicate this chapter to one of my loving friends... @TanushkaMataraarachchi ❤

Thanks for the everyone who read my story...
Much love to U all... ❤

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🎶I can't win, I can't reign
I will never win this game
Without you, without you...

I am lost, I am vain,
I will never be the same
Without you, without you....

I won't run, I won't fly
I will never make it by
Without you, without you....

I can't rest, I can't fight
All I need is you and I,
Without you, without.... You!

Oh oh oh
You you you
Without
You you you
Without you....

Can't erase, so I'll take blame
But I can't accept that we're
Estrange
Without you, without you....

I can't quit now, this can't be right
I can't take one more sleepless night
Without you, without you....

I won't soar, I won't climb
If you're not here I'm paralyzed without you, without you....

I can't look, I'm so blind
Lost my heart, I lost my mind without you without... You!

Oh oh oh
You you you
Without
You you you
Without you....

I am lost, I am vain,
I will never be the same
Without you, without you,
Without you... 🎶

(Without you - David Guetta ft: Usher)
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SIAN's POV

I was still standing, clasping the handle of the door.

My eyes were focused on the person who was sitting on his chair, but leaning on the back cupboard, searching for something, so his back was facing me...

The office was neatly arranged with a few office furnitures and they were painted to match the walls.... Very Charm!
Everything was perfect. Just perfect.

"Good Morning sir... I'm...I'm Sian Anderson...." I stepped inside letting go of the clasp of the door.

Internally I felt the fear arising through my every pulse as sweat started glistening on my forehead.

What? Wait! But it's fully air conditioned.

Have I lost my confidence after these two miserable years??

Is this some kind of a knock-back.

Or is every girl like this when it comes to an interview??

"Can you hear me Miss.Anderson.?" I heard a manly voice, breaking all my thoughts to the reality..

I rolled my eyes to the man who was now standing in front of me one or two feet apart from me... My eyes scanned him from top to bottom...

Oops!

Not probably a man... A young boy..
A boy of 18 or 19 years... It could apparently be said by the immature look of his face. I was dumfounded to find out a young boy instead of a man of 45 or 55 years old....