ere for the interview, or

at her like he didn't recognize her? That co

ching the file she held in her hand nervously as she awaited his permission to sit. It was one of the basic etiquette she learned never to forget when you go for a jo

oed low and measured but h

ere pulled apart slightly to reveal the full skyline. The air conditioners were set at just the right temperature, the walls looking freshly painted in white colour. A tiny and fancy chandelier hung from above, lightning up the room and a f

es caught the name fixed on the table that read, "CEO JORDAN CONK

avering, scrutinizing, unrelentingly fixed directly on

mornin

ly relies on her performance right here and now as she is seated before the 'CEO himself'. And her fucked up self has already f

ntant. You graduated with a first class in accounting and this is

Y

e watched, observed every move she made, every expression that ap

out a file which he passed to her. She picked it up from

ob. Sign that contract to fi

was confusing her. At first, she thought it was a typographic error but it keeps

tract, your duties as the secretary of Mr. Jordan Conklins, as a staff of Jordan Scents Ltd.

e contract. It says secretary here but I applied fo

replied, looking noncha

uh

e position of an accountant but I want you to be my secretary since I have

on't come out. He had mad his decision very clear. It was either accept the positi

awn for her signature. His signature had already been drawn on the space reserved for his. Her hand trembled sligh

if she worked as a secretary, she might also be permitted to work as an accountant as

r fate was sealed and a

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ission had been granted to enter revealing Ariet balancing

ash

leave and come back on the day she is to start working. She asked him when she would

up at work? When would I sta

he re

epeat himself. He definitely wasn't joking because his lips wasn't curved in a smile nor h

r. "Oh! Sir, you crack really good jokes,

yebrow at her. He placed another set of paper i

Regulations

in preparation to leave. She steppe

or when do I start?". She felt that she was done with the interview so

ugh that door right now without my permission, you

isibly, her

ave five minutes. If you make mistakes, you might just be ask

lations properly and when it was exactly five mi

offee has to be on his table before he arrives at work. She hurried to begin her

ese

ght with the tray pressed against her lap, her lips thinned into a st

at the cup before te

nkly. "I have lost intere

rst time she made it, he complained that it was too sweet, the second time, he said that the milk wasn't

t day at work to go. It was hectic and she was re

ed to herself with a liposided grin on her face as she walked out