Love in the Headlines

REIGN'S POV

“Get your fat ass up and go do something.” A voice bellowed.

Usually ‘fat ass' could mean two things. One, the person was impressed with the voluptuousness of your backside or the person was simply calling you fat. Staring into the disdain filled eyes of Mr Cobbs, I was sure his statement had nothing to do with my behind.

I pushed my chair backwards and stood up, wringing my hands in nervousness. I wondered if I would ever be able to stand up for myself in front of this man. “ I was not sitting idly, Mr Cobb. ”

“Oh, I am sure,” he muttered sarcastically. “You just sit there and write reports that no one would ever care to read instead of going out to get me some juicy news.”

I stayed quiet, like I always do. I had no idea what he wanted me to say. Mr Cobbs sighed and rubbed his forehead, while murmuring words that I was sure were not pleasant.

“The CEO of Allure Ventures is holding a press conference today to explain his sex scandal, you know what to do.” He said and turned to walk away.

“But sir,” I followed him, “Bethany was supposed to be the one attending that.”

“I am sure you are not blind to how busy Bethany usually is. She has an impromptu TV program. Why am I even explaining this? If I say you say you should cover for Bethany, busy or not, you do as you are told.” He spat out and stormed off to his office.

I watched his back before he disappeared into his office, trying to hold back the tears that were pooling in my eyes. I should be used to this, I was used to this. It was not like I could ever fight back. It would just add a dent to the career that I had been building for years. This career was the only thing I've got and I could not lose it.

I walked back to my desk, wiping my eyes even though no tears fell. I sighed as I packed my compact camera as well as other equipment that I needed. If I did not want to be late for the event, I had to leave immediately. New York's traffic was not a joke.

When I got to the hall where the conference was taking place, I was not surprised to see that many other journalists and reporters also arrived early. The scandal of the CEO could be said to be the scandal of the century. It was simply too shocking and I wondered what excuse he was going to come up with to wash himself from it. He must have come up with something to explain why he was naked with another man in a hotel room.

I moved to one of the set up chairs in the center of the room and started to arrange my tripod. I usually wouldn't worry about this if I