MR. CEO is down for Trouble

~[CHAPTER TWO]~"Let me please you"Those words had his eyes staring blankly at my figure, gaze peering at my awaiting form. The silence that had broken between us was enough to mock the power of the air conditioner stood at a corner of the room. The sweat had come gathering around my palms, body agitating, yet I managed to keep my eyes lingering in the ones of the young man away. "If your Résumé never works, then your charms must!" I just could hear the voice of Tara bellowing into my head, telling me to snatch this position no matter what it took. "Please me in what way?" That calm voice emitted out of nowhere had managed to snap my attention at once."Ways you can't possibly imagine" Fuck! That wasn't as convincing as it should have been. It seemed utterly soulless, if anything. "Ways that would have you rejecting the rest of those applicants sat out there, and perhaps put an end to the day's work" I followed in a soft voice. "Miss Parker if you must know— "Mr. Holden, give

~[CHAPTER FOUR]~"He broke up with me, Jane"My eyes beheld the sad ones of my friend, which usually would be housing lots of happiness, but otherwise it was on a cold Friday night as this" "A relationship we had managed to build for five years, and he heartlessly cut it off" She gave a smile, yet, on her cheeks, were tears streaming down. "Five years, Jane!" "Five years of me planning what the future would hold for the both of us" "Five years of me working for what would eventually come to crash" "T-" My voice was soft, hoping it would do enough getting her to a calm, but her wails only broke into my ears, shoulders trembling, while the tears poured out her eyes. "Come on, T" "Don't let this ruin you" "Well, it already has" She chuckled emptily."I am left with nothing but memories of a person whom I so bore myself to" "I am left with cracked pieces, Jane" Her voice wavered. "Don't say that" I pulled her body to mine, hands patting her back. "You can't let this break you,

~[CHAPTER SIX]~ I waddled into the large room acting as a conference hall, eyes taking in the number of figures scattered around the area. There they all were, forms surrounding the black, oval table centered in the space, and with voices pouring out, breaking the calm of the room, each one went engaging in a discussion with another. I had been here for at least enough time to get acquainted, yet a stranger, I felt. Perhaps, I was. No one bothered sparing my incoming form a glance. For all they cared, I was the company's new marketer. "Oh, come on people. It's just a minor issue" A voice called from beside the chair I had sank into, with the profile of a middle-aged lady coming into view. "Perhaps it is to address the new arrivals" Her gaze spun to me at once, a smile lighting up her red-stained lips. "Can you believe there's a new employee?" She pushed even closer, eyes intent in mine. "Some wretch, I'm informed of" Believe me, I heard those words just fine. "Lord knows our

~[CHAPTER EIGHT]~"I'm Susy" The voice of the girl before me was filled with much cheer, and I tell you, in as much as the sweetness she was sure to be found with seemed most charming, it pissed me to the bone. "I know" My own voice poured low, eyes fixed on the files scattered over my desk. All those files which needed sorting—All of it one thing to be attended to, and I tell you, I was finding it hard doing just that when some prat went moving around telling me I wasn't living up to the certifications of my résumé. "The introductions were made earlier" Broke my voice, with me soon bringing my attention on the girl. "Oh" She pushed even closer, laying down the brown paper box held in her hands, figure soon sinking into the seat next to mine. I could feel that scrutiny parade my form, and I didn't need to turn around to tell the smile which was sure to take her face. The girl could be fired and you were sure to find her with a grin. Whatever was most pleasing about the day? Bel

~[CHAPTER TEN]~Figures came strolling past my jumbled form, each one bearing a red envelope in their hands. The hubbub which befell the area, had my eyes shifting from here to there, hoping to understand what to make of the rabbles. At every corner one turned to, you were sure to find a jumbled form, all to influence the ruckus which had now pulled about. "Have you gotten one?" Face bearing a crooked grin, the figure of a man hurried past mine, eyes lingering on my disoriented gaze. "What is that?" My voice called after that departing figure, yet, there followed no answer from the fellow who appeared to have something much more interesting to tend to. "It's an invitation" I didn't need to turn around to tell who that voice belonged to—That damning calm voice of his, which emitted past my shoulders. And perhaps that was some charm of his, demanding attention, that is. Cause in a second, the once-growing hubbub had died, with the people returning to their positions. I found my