Today is Grey Global's annual event . This time is when large agencies are welcomed to compete. This year we're hosting it.
The female model and male model of 2017 who has the most votes in total wins 100,000 and have the option to donate it to charity or keep.
So let alone let's just say this past weeks has been hectic for all of us including the models. You have no idea how much I had to step in into Jason's photo shoots since he would get so aggravated by how bossy and takes photographers demanded.
Jason hates being told what to do and he has very low patience quickly letting anger take over like hulk.
I have to be careful though because Jason and I don't want no one to know about us being a couple at work due to one thing only and that is my father.
My mother approves of our relationship and she says we're good for each other. She's always so supportive. However, we know my father would not approve for shit my relationship with Jason due to his social "level" no matter how much he's making now or him being the face of Grey Global.
For my father you would have to be born rich like himself in order to date me. Which is stupid I mean let's not forget about Alejandro who's rich, but we all know how that ended.
"Ruth make sure all of the caterers are an hour early to cater to our guests for tonight's annual event", I firmly instruct.
"Got it boss", Ruth hastily responds running off to go do another work order.
Poor girl she needs a raise asap
"Aleysa is all of the photo shoots in for tonight?", Jacky asks writing on a clipboard.
"Yes, but double check please"
"Brat are we going out for lunch?", Jason barges through the door.
"I'm afraid I can't baby.. I have so much to do for tonight's event", I huff pouting.
"Is there anything I can help with?"
"Yes, can you pick up my dress at Diva Paradise after you eat lunch pretty please?", I batt my eye lashes at him.
"Anything for my angel", Jason winks.
"Thank you your the best!", I squeak pecking his lips.
"Aleysa!", my father shouts from outside my office.
My eyes widen quickly pulling away from Jason taking a seat on my chair. As for Jason he exits out my office to head to lunch.
"Aleysa, tell me why none of Alessandra's photoshoots are included in the competition", my father narrows his eyes.
"There's none?", I act dumb.
We pick the best photographs we like, but we don't get to finalize anything. That's voted by fans and huge cooperations.
However in Assandra's case Jacky took it upon herself to eliminate her photoshoots from the running. I honestly had nothing to do with it, but I sure didn't stop it. Nonetheless my father doesn't have to know that.
"No"
"I honestly don't know dad probably she didn't get enough votes by the fans if she even has some", I chuckle.
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Fanfiction"Jason didn't murder Alessandra!", I hiss. "The neighbors saw a him running out of the house when a scream was heard," my dad roars his veins popping out from his neck from how angry he is. "Don't yell at her," Jason snaps losing his patience. "I ca...
