Sydney-
Mike wished me luck for my interview as he dropped me off near Reiner towers.
"Thank you," I said, my gaze fixed on the enormous structure.
"Don't be worried; you'll do fine." Mike patted the top of my head. The Reiner tower resembled the standard metal and glass high-rise tower. I crossed the road and entered a huge foyer. It was crowded with people coming and going. The brown granite floor reflected them like a mirror.
I approached the reception desk, where a nicely dressed woman handed me a visitor permit and directed me to the 30th floor. I took the elevator to the 30th floor. It opened into a stylishly decorated foyer with a plush green carpet that gave it a grassy impression and an entire glass wall on the right side. I could see the entire city's skyline.
"How may I assist you?" My reverie was broken when a lady at the smaller reception asked.
I replied, "I'm here for the interview, for the intern positions."
"Please provide me with your name and photo ID. Mr. Rainer will contact you as soon as possible." Said the lady.
"Mr Reiner the CEO?" I inquired.
"That's right," the lady said with a smile.
I wondered why would the CEO of such a huge corporation interview interns. But I shrugged it off. I was instructed to wait on one of the couches, which I did.
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Aiden
"Please get me some coffee, Jennifer." I hung up and dashed back to my cabin. Being late was something I despised. I dashed into my cabin, sat down in my chair, and scanned the resume files. After flipping through them, my eyes eventually landed on what I was looking for. I carefully examined the dossier and was amazed by the work of the woman who was waiting outside my cabin. Jennifer delivered my coffee, and I instructed her to send me that specific candidate. Sydney Rosbak.
The doorbell rang, and there stood the object of my passionate fantasies. I settled for the coldest look I could summon as she gaped at me in stunned amazement, because I had the tiny advantage of knowing who I was meeting. She looked stunning. Her outfit consisted of a navy blue dress, a white cardigan, and very soft pumps. Her lovely locks were tucked into a stylish bun. I'd do anything to get those pins out of her hair and set them loose on me. Her face was completely makeup-free, with the exception of a little mascara and eyeliner. Even though we were yards apart, she was drawing me to her. Her eyes conveyed a range of emotions, from astonishment to a smidgeon of fear, bewilderment, and fury. I tried everything I could to control my emotions, and I watched as she tried to control hers.
We exchanged glances as she stood there in silence for a long time. I was ecstatic on the inside; I'd finally had her in front of my eyes, and for the time being, I could ask her anything and she'd have to answer.
"You may take a seat," I said.
She locked her gaze on me, and I nearly assumed she would walk away, but then she drew closer, nervously examining me and seeming to judge me. She sunk into the chair as she carefully drew it out.
"Could you tell me your name?" I inquired of her. I grinned slightly as I remembered how she had eluded me previously.
"Sydney Lilliana Rosbak," she introduced herself.
"Miss Rosbak, how long have you been in this field?"
"I'd prefer if you called me Sydney, sir," she responded stiffly, her final words delivered in a spiteful tone. But the ring of it, oh, how I adored it. I assumed she was still feisty.
"How long have you been in this field, Miss Sydney?" I asked, slightly dragging the end part and watching as she glared at me for making her name sound so sensuous.
"It's been almost two years," she explained.
I scowled and shifted my gaze to her file. There were a lot of projects on it. "You have a lot of projects in your file - way too many for that short time frame."
She remarked, with a small shrug of her shoulders, "I work as a freelancer a lot. I also enjoy taking on new tasks."
"Interesting," I murmured, a faint smile on my face.
"I hope you realise that the job you're seeking for will be far more tough than your previous one; are you confident that you can handle it?"
I put her to the test. She was silent for a long time before speaking. "I'm confident that I'll be able to complete the task. It'll be a challenge - a significant jump - but I'm confident I'll be able to handle it. I would not have applied here if I had any reservations about myself."
"What made you want to work at Reiners?" I asked her one of my all-time favourite questions.
"Because it's a good opportunity and I'm in desperate need of work," she explained.
At that, I cocked my head slightly. I wasn't expecting such a forthright answer. People normally went on and on about Reiner's excellence and reputation in order to justify their desire to work there, but she had been forthright about it.
"You'd be hired as an intern and would have to go through extensive training; the work would occasionally be difficult. It would also be a rapid process. Will you be able to cope with the situation?" I inquired.
She stated emphatically, "I can take it."
"I don't believe that is correct, Miss Sydney," I stated as I rose from my seat.
I said, leaning across the table, "Miss Sydney, you didn't handle our first meeting particularly well."
She got out of her chair. "Sir, I'm afraid I'll have to decline this offer. I do not handle things like that, at all." Her eyes burned with anger.
I watched as she gathered herself from the chair and turned around to depart, her eyes burning with rage. Before she went, I rushed forwards and reached for her. I came to a halt in front of her, blocking her path, and watched as she gave me the most venomous look I'd ever seen. She attempted to flee, and I allowed her to do so. I finally got her to halt at the door.
""What happened in the alley was between two strangers. What happens here is not going to be the same, Miss Rosbak. I was just testing you if you are interested in this job. Plus, I don't mix my personal and professional lives. But you are an exception."
We exchanged stares for a long time before she finally averted her gaze and nodded.
"So I hope you understand I intend to have you around for both," I added with a smile.
She snapped her head back towards me. As an electric charge ran between us, her eyes connected with mine once more, and I saw the emotions in her eyes roll. Her mouth was slightly open, as if she couldn't believe what I'd just said. Her eyes were a mix of disbelief and fear, as if she was terrified of me. I wrestled with myself to leave her alone while I waited for my words to sink in. I wasn't going to touch her unless she gave me permission. That won't happen again.
"I want you Sydney," I came in close, careful not to touch her, and murmured, "and I want you enough to keep chasing you until you agree."
Her eyes flashed in front of my eyes. I stood there watching as she took a step back from me. Despite my pledge to myself not to touch her, I made a step in the same direction as she did. She took another, and I took another, till we were at my desk.
"I think I should leave now," she remarked, clearing her voice.
"I agree, you should, but before you leave..." I said with a smile and a nod. "Here are my contact details, call me if you need any help," I scribbled on a business card. She moved away from the desk gently as she took the card for me. She moved closer to the door while keeping a close watch on me. She turned to face me at the door, and I watched as she tore it apart and flung it at me. The bits came floating down. Inquiringly, I arched my gaze at her.
"I don't need this, neither you nor your help. I think you need it much more than I do," She turned and walked out of my life again. I smiled. I was sure I would meet her again. I was damn sure of that.
"Come on, Sydney, open the door!" For the past half-hour, Leah had been beating on her door. Sydney screamed from inside her room, "I don't want to talk Leah, just leave me alone!" Her eyes were red and puffy when she returned. She had obviously been crying. She then locked herself in her room and refused to eat her meal. Leah had given her a couple of hours' time alone, but she was suddenly concerned. "This is it, I'm calling Mike," Leah declared emphatically before dialling Mike's number. He was on his way downstairs in no time. **************** Sydney ************* Mike's calming voice asked me to open the door when I heard a knock. "Leave me alone," I yelled back. "I'd leave, but who would prepare the dinner? You know Leah is a terrible chef, and I'm starving." Mike yelled out loud. "Hey! I'm not a terrible cook!" Leah shut him down. "Oh, no! Yes, you are; you can't even make good mac & cheese." He retorted with a snide remark. I couldn't keep a smile from appearing on m
"Would you like to dance, Miss Rosbak?" Aiden inquired, oblivious to the girl standing next to her. Her expression was priceless, and she was breathtakingly lovely up close. Her clothing matched her green eyes. It's all the more tempting because of that. Her dress, which appeared modest from the front, but it didn't have a back and ended in a deep V at her waist. Her soft, gorgeous skin was on show, beckoning him to touch it. Why is God so cruel? He sighed. He had put his hand on her delicate waist and steered her to the dance floor before she could say anything. Her eyes had narrowed into slits by this time, and she was furious. She gave him a panicked expression. He chuckled to himself, 'Still feisty.' "What are you doing here?" She asked. "I have the same question, but to be honest, I don't give a damn. Isn't it wonderful to see each other again?" He grinned. She froze and frowned at him the instant he smiled down at her. "Are you stalking me?" she inquired. "Stop thinking so
Sydney I was still smiling as I moved towards the bar. A hand stopped me, and I whipped around to face Mike. "Gosh, you scared me!" I spoke. He inquired, "Where were you?" I explained, "I was just out for some fresh air." "What happened earlier? That man. You know who he was?" Mike asked. I nodded, "Aiden Rainer, the CEO of the Reiner group." "How do you know him?" "He took my interview, and I refused the offer," I sighed. Mike's eyes swelled to the size of saucers. "Why?" "Because he is an arrogant man who believes he can have any damn woman because of his looks and his absurd bank balance. He has a lot of delusions about himself. He believes he is charming and that ladies will fall at his feet begging him to take them, but he is mistaken. The only ladies he can ever hope to attract are those feather-headed, goose-brained, clingy knuckleheads. I don't want to see him again because he is a shallow man." "Ah, I see." "Thank God, you see," I murmured, and then it dawned on me
Sydney To spend time on Monday morning, I awoke early and worked on some of my projects. My internship, which I would be undertaking at the Reiners, was my last semester of art school. Except for submitting my report, I didn't need to return to school. On the other side of the flat, I heard Leah's door open. "Coffee?" I inquired happily as I peered out of my room. Leah pouted and rubbed her eyes sleepily. She despised getting out of bed in the morning. She offered a half-hearted nod and walked inside the bathroom. I grinned and began preparing breakfast for the two of us. Leah reappeared half an hour later, happily sniffing the warm aroma of fried bacon and coffee. "You really do seem cheery," she commented as she sat down at the dining table. "Smells fantastic." "It's the beginning of a new life, so of course I'm glad and joyful," I said with a smile. "Sure," Leah responded, a mysterious smile on her face. I made a funny face at her and returned to my coffee. "Mike isn't going
With a thunderous bang, he shut the door and turned to face her. She was sprawled on a massive king-sized bed, staring at him down from across the room. Her eyes were ablaze with terror and rage. When he saw her spread out on the bed, his heart raced. Without saying anything, her eyes told him everything he needed to know. The terrified, apprehensive girl trembled as she imagined what was to come, yet her arrogance remained engraved on her face. In a raspy voice, she snarled, "Stay away from me." It was dripping in venom. How could someone be so dangerous while also being so vulnerable? Her pearly flawless skin drew his gaze. Her noble Grecian nose was held high even as she lay like a victim, her silken tresses, the dreamy almond eyes that gazed at him. As she struggled to move, her neck arched. Instead, it highlighted the seductive small mole on her olive-toned skin. Her muscular legs wrenched away from him. It was almost as if she were the predator and he were the prey. He walked
Sydney β Marilyn did land in Reiner towers the next day, as Mike predicted. However, things did not transpire in the manner in which I had anticipated. I was late for work, horribly late actually. My knees were already starting to knock involuntarily in anticipation of the chewing out that was going to happen. What would Larry think? I ran inside the lift after pressing the elevator button to the thirty-first floor."You're in deep shit," said my team member Harriet."Why what happened?"I asked. Putting down my bag."Me. Reiner was looking for you." She whispered."Me? Why?"She shrugged and said, "Probably for that Ad."I shook my head and walked by Larry, my boss, who was always polite and never harsh."Finally, Sydney, you've arrived." He gave a kind smile."I am so sorry, I got up late today... I missed my train and the next one got delayed.....""It's fine, Mr Reiner wants to see the complete scene," Larry said.My heart sank."However, it isn't due until tomorrow, and it isn't
Sydney When I saw Aiden leave with Marilyn, I was seething and trying to contain my beating heart. "What a scumbag!" I muttered beneath my breath. Only an experienced playboy could flirt with one girl before leaving with another. Aiden Reiner made an excellent playboy! I returned my gaze to my workstation and began tapping away. I'm done with him! It had been a month since I began working at Reiner Tower. Aiden had only disturbed me on a few occasions. He never tried to kiss me or touched me again. I did catch him staring at me hungrily occasionally. "Will you be coming to the office party?" Harriet asked me and I must admit I gave her a rather odd look. "What party?" "Check your mail girl," Harriet said, rolling her eyes. I checked my unread emails and there it was. One of those broadcast emails from the HR department about the annual Christmas party for the employees. Almost all companies throw year-end parties for their employees. Depending on their size and budget, it could
Sydney "I'm Trapped, and there's nothing I can do about it," I lamented, my head in my hands. Mike was seething while Leah stroked my hair. "What a jerk!" Mike under his breath. "You don't have to do this, Sydney. Just quit your job and I'll take care of the money." I looked up at him and said, "No, you will do no such thing. You have already done more than enough. Without you both I would have been lost. I can't take money from you." "So, you're going to let him do anything he wants?" My fingers twisted and turned. "No! If he thinks this is a game, I'll beat him at his own game. I'll go to that ridiculous party if he wants me to. But he's not going to get me." I replied resolutely. Mike's brows were wrinkled as he glanced at me "Aiden is a powerful man who has both powerful friends and advers