My Baby's Daddy

Shirley rested her chin on her hand, staring at the young vice president. I’m gonna be his bodyguard soon and move into his house Wonder if this guy is really that hard to get along with. Her phone chimed just as her thoughts started wandering. She checked it, and it was a text telling her to report for duty.

Shirley took up Imogen’s identity. Once she was done with the internship, she’d let Imogen take her place and leave with no one any the wiser. Thus, she reported for duty in the afternoon. Despite the fact that she was extremely worried and had tampered with the ID beforehand, she still passed the interview with flying colors.

“Report for duty in three days, Imogen. No tardiness, and no slacking off. Follow the rules.”

“Understood.” Shirley nodded. She felt a little nervous. Still, her mental barriers were holding strong, so she could go through the motions as though things were just fine.

Once she was out, Imogen called for an update. The woman heaved a sigh of relief when she heard that everything went well. “I almost had a heart attack. I thought they’d see through you.”

“Don’t worry. I’m a pro. It’s only for three months. You can get an actual job after that. Then, you can ask to be assigned to another city. You don’t have to stay in Averna.”

“Thanks, Shirley.”

about to get to the car park, but a big motorcade made an unwelcome appearance. She quickly tucked her phone back into her bag, straightened her

before the front door. A bodyguard opened the car door in the center, and a mature, captivating man walked out. Shirley’s heart skipped a beat. She didn’t expect to see her boss

center of many nations’ attention. He had recently switched up

turned around to say something to his men, so he inadvertently

feel suffocated. His eyes were dark yet captivating. It was as if

internship safely. I just want to get this job for

thinking about the look Zacharias gave her. I should stay away from him. It will be disastrous if he learns that I’m impersonating someone else for the internship. Also, his political stance is vastly different from my great uncle’s. It wouldn’t be an

a meal. Willow readily agreed. Soon, she made her way to the restaurant and saw her friend. Shirley was in a beige suit and a pair of jeans. She looked as lively and as fashionable as ever. Frankly, Willow couldn’t believe this girl was the same