Serurora’s POV.
I got to the office and made a start on our portfolio of stars and possible locations. As I was halfway through, there was a commotion at the front of the building.
Screaming and shouting. I stood from my desk and moved to the front to see what was going on.
And low and behold, blow-up Barbie was causing drama. Great.
“You slut, this is all your fault.” She screams when she sees me and I look at her confused. I have no idea what’s my fault, but I know I’m about to find out.
“First of all, I have no idea what you are screaming about. How about we go to my office and talk like civilised human beings and not like rabid dogs in a place of business?” I say to her and she looks like I’ve just slapped the filler out of her lips.
“Your choice. You can either calm the f**k dow
