ARROGANT CEO IN LOVE
Red Carpet

Nora took off her work coat when the clock showed her at ten o'clock the next day. He was ready to leave for the city park, waiting for the invitation of bodyguard Daren who would take him somewhere.

Nora didn't want to add to the problem, which is why she came out secretly. No one knows, not even Oki.

Nora stepped carefully. Sneaking among the busy employees chatting up work issues so they don't realize Nora is passing by.

Nora continued to step outside the building. His steps grew even faster after he reached the gate. She was afraid Beautiful would see her run through the window on the third floor.

Nora took the online taxi she booked fifteen minutes ago. It is impossible to take the car to the city park while he will be picked up by car as well by Juan.

Nora's heart was beating abnormally for no reason. He shouldn't need this lump. Moreover, she will not be a model who actually runs on the red carpet. She will only be an amateur designer model who is still a student. Nora did not expect more.

"Thank you, sir," Nora said after she reached the city park.

The taxi left him alone in the middle of the traffic. Nora looked around to make sure Juan wasn't there yet to pick her up. He sat down on one of the empty benches. Charge the waiting time while playing his phone.

Not even five minutes later, a gray car stopped right in front of Nora. It was the same car as his office. The car he got in wrong a few days ago.

A burly figure came out of the steering door with firm steps and a roaring expression. "Miss Micky is waiting for you at home" Juan said, leaving Nora flustered.

Micky? Nora thinks maybe it's her sister Daren's name. He thought his brother Daren was a boy not a girl.

"What are you waiting for?" juan asked Nora to blur her daydream.

Nora immediately got up from her seat. Go in through the back door. Juan. I drove the car without saying anything.

Nora hopes that Daren's sister is not as thick as her brother or that her decision to accept this offer will instead torment her.

The car drove off the city park. Nora doesn't know where she's going, in the sense that she doesn't know where Daren and her sister's house is.

To fill the void, Nora plays her phone. As much as possible avoid social media, because he knows office people are looking for him who disappeared suddenly.

Nora remembered one thing, the identification tag that was wrapped in her chest she had not yet let go. He quickly took off the identification so that no one knew he was from an entertainment company. Although many people who know the face of Nora though have never met because her face is familiar in famous vlogs on social media.

Nora thought this car would veer off the road outside the city. Apparently, Juan took her into the area of a two-story house.

Nora took a deep breath to neutralize her nervousness. He did not want to look nervous just because he met a student.

Juan comes out first, opens the door for Nora. Nora was shocked, thinking she would be pulled out. Apparently, Juan just wanted to welcome him out. Nora was wrong.

Nora was led in through the main door. The house is quiet and looks more fun than Daren. The whole section is very neat.

Juan pressed the bell a few times. Nora thinks Juan can go in and out at will without needing to press the bell, apparently she still has to learn to understand how the attitude of a real bodyguard.

It took about a minute until someone opened the door.

A girl with a ponytail of her height just limited to Nora's chin appeared from there. His lips were thin, smiling widely, revealing a frown under the right corner of his lips. Nora did not want to lie, she expected that the figure that appeared would be prettier than she expected.

What makes Nora happy is Micky's expression that looks better than Daren's super flat like the surface of his workroom glass.

"You must be Nora!" guess Micky. Staring enthusiastically.

"Yes" said Nora. Nodding.

"Thank you, Juan. Give my regards to my brother and Doni. Tell them I've met Nora!" his message to Juan made the man nod in understanding. "Go!" said Micky. Juan nodded and left the place just like that.

Nora turned her attention towards Micky again. "Come, I'll show you my clothes that fit perfectly with your posture."

Nora follows Micky into the house. The first thing that makes Nora nervous is the atmosphere of the house that is so beautiful and calm, also with Micky who was suddenly familiar as if entrusting everything to him for no reason.

"Why did you choose me to be your model?" asked Nora curiously.

Micky giggled small. "Today I was visiting my brother in his office and I saw you sitting on a waiting bench with your best friend. You guys were having a fight when I tried to get close to offering you this offer. So, I asked my brother for help to tell you that I like your posture."

Nora swallows saliva. He glanced all over his body and did not find any beautiful parts of his body. Everything is standard, even he had time to diet because he felt his weight increased faster than usual.

"I hope you don't mind helping me" Micky said in a slower tone.

"No, of course."

Micky opened the door to his design room. There are so many dresses attached to mannequins, both ready-made and still half-finished. Raw fabric piled on the table and floor. The papers are neatly laid out on the table.

Nora was at a loss for words when she saw the special cupboard where threads of various colors and materials were neatly arranged until they glittered in the light. He turned his head to the side, looking at the sewing machine that was still attached thread and unfinished cloth sewn.

"This is my dress that fits you perfectly." Micky shows a sparkling blue dress behind a glass cabinet.

Nora looked in amazement. She is not familiar with dresses like this. The clothes he usually wears are casual, not fashionable like real models. It would be ridiculous if he wore it.

"So, I'm gonna put that outfit on and walk in your show, right?"

Micky laughed amusedly and shook his head. "No. You just need to wear it to be photographed in my studio."

Nora sighed. "So, I'm not going to walk on the red carpet?"

"No. No need to worry," said Micky lightly.

"I think I should drop my pride by wearing this outfit in the middle of the people who will be watching my body" Nora grumbled with a sigh of relief.

"Then, you can use it now so that this job is done quickly."

"Eh, I doubt if these clothes will look good on my body."

"I'm sure one hundred percent" said Micky as he stared at Nora's body from top to bottom. "That's why I chose you."

Nora took a deep breath and let out slowly. "Well, I'll wear it."