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We are now reaching the end of October. Which means one thing that I love.

Halloween!

Best time of year, even though in Australia it isn't really celebrated, but its making its way here from the USA. I've been spending the past week working on my costume. And it's a complete surprise.

The only person to talk to me now is Jonathon. Yes Phillip talks to me, but I only talk work and hand him files to sign. The only time he bugs me is when a newspaper from London wants to do a piece on him about the Perkins family.

"Hey Isla," Phillip knocks on my office door and enters.

"Yes Phillip," I'm being civil.

"The camera crew are here for the article and want to get a photo of you and I together, is that alright?" He smiles at me sweetly.

I think about it.

"Fine, but give me 10 minutes to freshen up."

And with that he leaves my office while I apply some make up and change my clothes. Instead of wearing the jeans and t-shirt that I am wearing, I decide to chuck on a dress from the clothing department. I find this beautiful petal rose pink lace dress and I put that on. I pair with black peep toe wedges that are like espadrilles and head to Phillips office.

I knock and enter. The crew are taking photos already and Phillips eyes and head turn towards me.

"Great, Miss Collins," A member of the crew moves me into the shot. Phillip wears a dark charcoal suit with blue tie. His long black hair is slicked back and he stands behind his desk. I walk in close to him, but not too close.

"Can you get in closer Miss Collins?" The photographer asks. I let out a sigh and move closer to him. "Can you actually put your arm around her Mr Perkins?"

Phillip hesitates for a second, but moves his arm and it rests on my lower back. We smile and don't make eye contact. It feels awkward between us, but I put on the brave face for the cameras. Jonathon enters shortly and jumps into the shot as well. All three of us are there; Phillip, myself and then Jonathon, all in a line. I'm between the pair of them.

The interviewer starts to ask questions to Phillip while we stand and pose for the camera. After some small talk, the interview brings up Phillips brothers and the situation about his private life. I turn to Phillip and he looks angry. Before he could say anything I cut him off.

"His personal life back home is private and personal Mr Jones. His not hiding anything but the fact that he loves his brothers and family no matter what!"

Phillip tilts his head towards mine and whispers in my ear. "Thank you,"

I smile back at him briefly. And then I turn and face the camera again.

"Miss Collins, you and Mr. Perkins seem close, are you two...

"Together. No, just colleagues, that's all." I finish his sentence and he moves on.

After another half an hour, the photographer packs up and shakes our hands. Mr Jones thanks us for our time and shortly leaves Phillip's office. I let out a sigh of relief.

"Thank you," Phillip says to me. "Thanks for saving me,"

I turn and smile at him, give a curt nod and then head out of his office and back to mine.

I want to just die and go into a hole.

~~**~~

Monday morning I get a call.

It's a strange call, from overseas and I have no idea why I am receiving this call.

Anna buzzes my phone in my office.

"You have a call on line 3 Miss Collins," She says,

"Thanks Anna, put them through," I say and I click over to line three. "Hello?"

"Hi, is this Isla Collins?" The other end speaks, with a familiar voice.

"This is she, who may I be speaking too?"

"This is Christopher Perkins, from Perkins International," His voice sounds sexy and very British.

HOLY SHIT!

"Yes Mr Perkins, what can I do for you?" I ask with a smile. I'm really curious is to why his calling me and not his brother.

"I'm calling on behalf of the company, and wanted to speak personally to you and not through my secretary," He takes a second to think.

"Why contact me, instead of your brother?" I just blurt out.

He laughs in the background, "You're very curious aren't you?"

"I may be very curious, but I am wondering why you would call me instead of your own living and breathing blood relative?"

"Because, this is business to do with you and not him," He lets out a sigh.

"Please do go on," I inform him and lean back into my chair.

"I was wondering if you're free Thursday. My brother and I are in town and would like to have a formal meeting, face to face,"

I take a second to think about his offer.

"I'm free all day Thursday. What time would you like to be at the office?"

"Bright and Early, 9am?" I can feel him smiling on the other end of the phone.

"Done, I'll pencil you in for 9am on Thursday,"

"Thank you, I'll see you then!" And then he hangs up the phone.

So now, I am completely intrigued and completely curious as to why he wants me and not Phillip.

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Thursday morning, I dress a little more sexier than I normally would. I wear a tight black leather a-line skirt from Gorman with a black lace three quarter length arm from Topshop. I pair with black ankle boots and red lipstick. I place a black blazer over the top, just so I don't look too sexy or too revealing.

I'm at the office at 8am to prepare myself for what I am about to encounter. Two British brothers, who are very attractive and have their way with the ladies. However, Christopher, the eldest is still dating Phillip's friend, despite everything.

8.45, my phone on my desk rings.

"Miss Collins, The Perkins brothers are here!" Anna informs me and I hang up.

I grab my iPad, my phone and my Chai latte and head out of my office. I walk down the hallway to reception. I stood there for a second and both boys stood up and stared at me.

"Mr Perkins, Mr Perkins?" I asked both of them.

"Christopher," He holds out his hand and I grab it the best I could.

"Henry," The other one moves his hand over and I realise from Christopher and shake Henry's hand instead. He stares at me for a second with a dashing smile on his face.

"Right this way gentlemen," And I guide them to the conference room.

Both of them enter and I take a seat on the other side of the table. Both brothers are wearing suits, both dark navy with white shirts and navy ties to match. Except Henry has a navy suit with leather detailing. I took notice of that. Both of them unbutton their suit jackets and take a seat.

"Tea? Coffee?" I ask them both, but they say they are all good. I smile at them both and then take a sip of my chai. "So let's get down to business shall we?"

They both nod and open their folders up.

"So Miss Collins," Christopher starts to say,

"Please call me Isla," I smile at him and he smiles back.

"Isla, today," He looks at his brother. "Today we are here to discuss your future with Perkins International."

I stare at them for a second. "I'm not involved with Perkins International. Only my company and a few investors."

"Right, well," Christopher looks over at Henry to cue in.

"Well we would like to offer you a job,"

"What type of job?" I lean back in my seat and take another sip of my chai.

"We want to offer you a once in a life time job,"

"I'm listening..." I lean towards the table.

"This job is for you to travel the world finding style and fashion for your very own line..." Henry pauses.

"But I already have my own company, why would I join yours?" I cross my arms over.

"Because this job is for your own benefit, not of your partners." Henry lend forward on the table. He handed me a folder. "You are more than happy to take a look inside with the details of what the job entails. It's a one year contact, that may be renewed."

I open up the file and take a look through it. It's full of information and my head is spinning.

"You know I already have my dream job right?" I point out.

"But this job is better for you."

I look back down at the paper.

"I'm reading over th-" But I'm, cut off.

The door opens and I look up to see Phillip standing there in the door way looking pissed.

"What are you reading over?" Phillip walks over to me and takes the folder from my hands. "You want to take her from her own company?" Phillip stares at his brothers.

"That is none of your business, Phillip!" Christopher grabs the folder from his hands and takes it back. "This isn't about you!"

"You read my article didn't you? How I was becoming successful over here and I didn't have the family name attached to it?" He was getting angrier by the second.

"Yes we read the article, but this is not about you!" Henry grabbed Christopher's arms and pushed him down into the seat. I looked at this whole situation and took a deep breath. I stood up from my chair and grabbed Phillips arm and dragged him to the door.

"Ow!" He said while I was still pulling him.

"Why must you butt in on everything Phillip?" I asked.

"Because this isn't just your decision, this is everyone's input!"

"I can't do this now. Just leave before your brothers kill you ok!" I point him out of the room, he obeys and heads out. I close the door behind me. I look at both of them and Henry is smiling at me, but Christopher has a straight face.

"Sorry about that..." I let out and walk back to my seat.

"It's ok, we know our baby brother!" Henry lets out with a laugh. I giggle at the fact that he said baby brother. It's cute. Christopher hands back the folder to me. I take it and nod a thank you. I open it up and look at it.

"How about I give you a decision on Monday?" I asked them. They looked at each other.

"Morning good? Same time then?" Christopher asked, standing up and picking up his papers.

"Sounds perfect!"

And with that they stand up, shake my hand and start to walk out of the room. Henry stops me however.

"What are you doing tomorrow night?"

"Wow, subtle much?"

"I like to get my point across!"

We both laugh.

"I'm attending the Halloween charity ball in the city tomorrow night, would you care to be my plus one?" I ask him. He thinks for a minute.

"I'll pick you up at 8pm." He smiled and walked off.

I hadn't been asked out on a date in years. My heart was fluttering and my head was spinning.