Mr Stone, My CEO

big deal. Stone Marketing was the most successful marketing company

s and perfectly ironed suits for the boys. Most of my peers were from families with money though, and often had grown up in London. I was a bit different. I c

he top in order to hide my figure, but I knew I couldn't get away with that in such an expensive environment. I forced myself to put on a white t-shirt I n

ts to tame it, so I scraped it back into my usual pony tail to keep it out of my face.

glanced as quickly as possible, shuddering at the dumpy silhouette that appeared in th

e student loan left over. To make matters worse, my room was tiny. There was only enough space for a single bed and a chest of draws. I had to share a

e I didn't bump into any of the bustling commuters. Thankfully I didn't nee

de one of those tall glass buildings. Checking the directions on my phone, I soon arrived outside the hu

ing good. Probably some comment about what I was wearing. They were of course, flawlessly dressed. Emma herself was wearing a soft pink blazer with a form fitting cream dress underneath that showed off her tiny wais

more opposit

p while the rest of the studen

ere, so I want 100% professionalism and respect. I don't need to remind you that if you make a good impression here, you may be lucky enough to offered their inte

d white monochrome. There was no doubt it looked sleek, but I also thought it

late than Emma. Something I never thought possible. She flashed us a wide smile, a

got when you phoned your energy supplier. "My name is Melissa. I'm a manager in

I could see the boys nudging each other and winking. Not e

n we were led to the social media department. That was definitely a notch up. They had large screens on all the walls with various p

e. This had examples of new ads they'd created for various different companies. The wh

were projected onto the wall, clearl

ake a look around," Me

mpanies that were featured. But then, something caught my eye. It was an ad for Blast sports drinks. Blast was a big name within the gym scene, often marketed to ser

over to

me like a swan on

I provide

ostcard smile.

yself in this position? I started to stammer a little. "I

t crossed her face.

, I had to explain otherwise

l...childish? They're meant to be

had begun to crowd around me. Clearly inte

ction. They want to appeal to gym novices as well as the serious types...

Neil looked like he wanted to put his head in his hands. M

ack of the crowd. "See that you do pass on those co

His dark hair and eyes made him look mysterious. Even a little dangerous. His sharp jaw line was covered in dark stubb

fect tan. "Yes Sir. Of course, Sir. I'll do that right

t, they snapped to me. I hurriedly looked away. I could barely hol

owd parting like the sea for Moses.

?" I could not rea

imidated, but my voice was

udent at the Univ

"Yes. My f

oice, and he began to walk away. Then he paused and turned his head to th

y, I realised something. I called out hurriedly. "Exc

roup. Now, even Neil did not resist shaking

. The first change in expression I'd

tone. I am the CEO

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