Andrea woke up with a start, immediately sitting upright. No matter how many times he heard it, her alarm clock was still a shock every time. It was as loud as it was annoying. She stopped it with a loud bang and literally jumped out of bed. She threw her legs to the side and her body immediately followed.
She rubbed her eyes as she made her way to the bathroom. A loud shriek immediately followed by a sharp pain woke her up completely. "Ow!" She yelled and bent low to pick her cat who she had accidentally stepped on.
"Mikey!" She called the feral monster. "That hurt!" The poor creature looked like it was happy to give her a taste of what it had felt earlier. "It wasn't my fault," she argued. "You know I always come by the way every morning. Why aren't you in your bed? My rug is not for sleeping."
The cat meowed and stretched on her hands before proceeding to purr and then curl up. She rolled her eyes and carefully placed it back on the floor. She didn't have time to deal with Mikey, she had to get ready.
Her agent, well more like her best friend, had told her about the job opening at The Lucian Lyc Company. The CEO was looking for a new personal assistant. Tracy didn't seem too happy about giving her the details of the job but she was desperate and if she could get a job at LLC, what more would she want.
Tracy did warn that he was known for firing his personal assistants on very short notice that Tracy didn't want her to lose the job just as she got it. Andrea had answered with, "we would worry about that after I get the job, for now, let me go try my luck."
She cleaned up as fast as she could, the last thing she wanted was to show up late. The interview was by nine-thirty, she intended to be around the premises by nine. Nothing was wrong with being a little early, late was out of the question.
She opened her wardrobe, throwing the door to both her left and right. It wasn't a sliding door which meant she always had to be careful whenever she opened it, else she would end up with a mess.
She checked through her hangers, unsure of which to pick. She would have loved to ask Tracy but her best friend was most likely at work already. She probably won't be able to get through.
Besides, it was better if she decided on her own, Tracy was likely to pick something that would make her too self-conscious of herself. She needed something she would feel comfortable in, an outfit that made her feel at ease.
She saw it before she even started thinking. She often thought it was the finest dress in her wardrobe but Tracy always argued otherwise. It was a gift from her mother. A simple navy blue dress, with no designs or flowers. It stopped just above her knees.
It was perfect, she picked up her glasses, wore them, and spun in front of the mirror. She was happy with what she saw. Picking a footwear wasn't an issue, everything she and was just in one color, black.
She picked low heel stilettos, Tracy often called her shoe collection hideous. Aside from the fact that she hated colorful, —if her plain room was anything to talk about, the different shades of gray colors screaming from the walls— she also hated anything that drew any sort of attention to her.
Low heels were comfortable and if at all there was a cause to run, maybe from zombies or worse she wouldn't have to worry about taking her shoes off. Those were the reasons she had given Tracy but her best friend had scoffed at her refusing to acknowledge her foolproof logic.
She quickly brushed her hair and applied a little blush to her skin, she thought she looked pale well, she felt so too. A little touch of lipstick followed, she went with pink. She didn't want anything that screamed, look at me.
She picked her bag and was out the front door but not before pouring out food for Mikey and changing his water. There was nothing for her if she dared eat especially with how antsy she was feeling. She was afraid she might tumble it all on the interviewer's lap. She had to avoid that.
Her taxi was already outside, she had stepped out just in time. Tracy often said she was so on time, it was frightening. She climbed and instinctively dialed Tracy.
"Hello," Tracy said on the first ring.
"Tracy!" She called out a little shocked.
"You're almost ready right?" Tracy asked.
"I am on my way." She muttered.
"What? It is barely eight-thirty!" Tracy almost yelled.
"I know but going earlier makes me feel like I have an edge besides the drive to the company is over twenty full minutes. What if there is traffic? I would get stuck on the road for longer. I am not about to take any chances, you know I badly need this job."
"This would not have happened if you had spent less." Tracy scolded.
"How was I to know the company would let me go due to a financial crisis?" She asked, sarcastically.
"It was pretty obvious, you even told me."
"Yeah, but I did not think they would actually let me go."
"Well, that shouldn't bother right now. I know you would do great. Kisses and lots of love. I've got to go, I got another call." Tracy said in a rush and hung up before Andrea could give her reply.
She sighed and sank into the back seat. Her nerves were in disarray. The cab managed to get her to the address she had given the driver a few minutes to nine. She paid her fee and rushed out of the car.
She stared at the building for quite some time before strutting to the coffee shop nearby. "One coffee please," she ordered, at least her stomach and nerves could handle that.
"Milk, Sugar?" The waiter asked.
"Yes, three cubes please." She liked coffee but couldn't handle it black. The bitter taste made her nauseous.
She sipped the coffee out of the coffee cup as fast as it was humanly possible. It was a little too hurt and it burnt her tongue but she didn't care. This was a wake-up call.
Nine fifteen, Andrea left the coffee shop and began to slowly her way to the huge building. "Good morning," she said to the security by the entrance, smiling as cheerfully as possible. "Could you please show me the way to the interview room?"
The guard seemed happy to help her and told her the floor to go to, she thanked him profusely before making her way up, embarrassing the poor guy. "Good luck!" He called after her.
"Thank you," she replied, waving back.
She got into the elevator just as it was about to close and found herself surrounded by ladies. She immediately assumed they were here for the interview and she wasn't wrong. She carefully followed behind them and got to the waiting room.
They were each handed a form but Andrea spent so much time filling hers as she cross-checked and cross-checked. She didn't want anything to be wrong. Finally, she handed the paper and waited to be called up.
No longer distracted, she noticed her competition and immediately felt very small. They were nothing like her. She swallowed and folded herself moving closer to the edge of her seat. She hoped this would finish faster.
Lucian was on a short fuse. He was exceedingly irritated. The lady in front of him was leaning too forward, her bosom was on his table in full view. It was like she was offering a dish and one thing was certain, he didn't like what he saw. She didn't even try to hide her intention as if he couldn't already smell it. He felt like sneezing. The instant she had walked through the door, he knew exactly what she wanted and she didn't hide it. She had swayed her way to the seat, moving her hips a little too hard that Lucian was worried she would break something. She finally sat down as noisily as possible, vibrating every inch of her body. If it wasn't that he was in a dire need of a proper assistant he would have taken her offer. Not that he was interested but basically his mind interpreted it as free food and f
Andrea got the email that night, however, she didn't see it until the next morning. No thanks to the fact that she and Tracy had been partying most of the night away drinking and dancing. The activities from the night before had left her with a groggy headache and an increased sensitivity to light.She had kept the drapes down and as she opened them, she wished she had not. Dropping them almost immediately like it had burnt her, led her to roam around the dimly lit room, the bulbs were not an option.Finally, her eyes adjusted and she didn't have to stagger around. Breakfast was her first agenda even though her head was banging like she was hit by a train, her growling stomach was something she could not ignore.She stepped into the kitchen, it was the second smallest room in her little apartment, about half the size of her bed. Aware of the size she tried to make it as spacious as possible. Everything was always in place, it was the one habit she couldn't
She sat on the bed and placed her laptop on her lap, Tracy quickly joined, her eyes bright. One could literally see the excitement oozing out of her skin. "How hard can it be to find?" Tracy squealed, her annoyance apparent.Andrea giggled, totally enjoying Tracy's discomfort even though she was just as curious and couldn't wait to see. As soon as she opened her email, Lucian Lyc popped up on the screen.She smiled a little, it wasn't the company email rather it was his or so she would like to think. "That's it!" Tracy suddenly yelled in her ears. "Click it already.""I am trying, you loud buffoon. Would stop shouting already!"Tracy scoffed, "I know you're just as excited as I am." She rolled her eyes as she spoke but she kept quiet. Monday came faster than Andrea wanted. Although she had gotten more than ten hours of sleep, her body still protested when she heard the alarm. She was going to miss the days when she was jobless. As awful as it sounded it was still refreshing. She could wake up any time she wanted and did have to show up anywhere but all that was gone now and she had a boss to answer to. She sighed and got off the bed, now that Tracy wasn't here she was back to her old routine. She checked the ground to make sure she wasn't about to step on Mikey; she doubted the fat blob would be merciful. She finished in the bathroom as fast she could. It was her first day, she was going to be as early as possible. The first impression was important, she wasn't about to ruin it. She brushed her hair and applied a little bit of make-up, some lipstick, and mascara. She would not dare bother with eyeliner, the chances of her lining forehead was very high. She finished up with a
Wanton For The Alpha CHAPTER 5
Monday came faster than Andrea wanted. Although she had gotten more than ten hours of sleep, her body still protested when she heard the alarm. She was going to miss the days when she was jobless. As awful as it sounded it was still refreshing. She could wake up any time she wanted and did have to show up anywhere but all that was gone now and she had a boss to answer to. She sighed and got off the bed, now that Tracy wasn't here she was back to her old routine. She checked the ground to make sure she wasn't about to step on Mikey; she doubted the fat blob would be merciful. She finished in the bathroom as fast she could. It was her first day, she was going to be as early as possible. The first impression was important, she wasn't about to ruin it. She brushed her hair and applied a little bit of make-up, some lipstick, and mascara. She would not dare bother with eyeliner, the chances of her lining forehead was very high. She finished up with a
The boutique Andrea parked her car didn't seem too fancy but by the items on their mannequins, she was certain she would find what she was looking for. She walked up to the door, the sign said pull.The first thing she noticed was the boutique was a lot bigger than she had expected, the outside did nothing to prepare her for the sight she was beholding. "How may I help you?" She heard a voice jolting her from her admiration of the store.She turned to find a lady by the counter looking at her. The lady looked to be around her early twenties and had a look that was somewhere between a smile and scowl. A smile if one looked from her nose down and a scowl if one looked from her nose up."Um, a pair of pants please." She replied. Her eyes found themselves straying again as she looked at the clothes in the sections."Alright, Jenny!" She yelled. Andrea felt herself jerk in shock.A timid petite girl ran out of the sections, she looked to be around the s
She had moved out of the way to avoid blocking others who were coming into the building. The security guard didn't stop until he was two feet away from her. A little bit into her personal space, she subconsciously took a step back."Your tag please?" He said matter-of-factly."What?" She asked, not understanding what he had just asked for."Ma'am, I am going to assume there is nothing wrong with your hearing but you saying 'what' at everything I say is becoming quite annoying."Andrea's brows dipped and she squinted her eyes. She could feel her anger rising. Aside from the fact that she already went through a lot this morning, now she has to face a rude guard.She didn't remember seeing anyone with a tag and Lucian&mdas
Thursday came sooner than expected and Andrea noticed that she was slowly getting used to the pattern. As monotonous as it seemed it was less stressful than her former job and she couldn't help liking it.Dalton was beginning to be a major part of her day. He always came to get her during lunch and waved her goodbye as she left for the day. He was jolly and nice enough that she noticed she was beginning to enjoy his presence.She heard the elevator open. It was break time already, she had hardly observed that time was fast spent. His footsteps hit the floor with a soft tap as he made his way to her. She thought it sounded a bit different but it wasn't enough for it to pique her interest.Still typing away she called out, "Hello Dalton, I didn't think it was lunch already." It has been over three months since she started working for Lucian and it has been her worst time ever. From cleaning after him to making sure he attended meetings, to getting rid of the numerous girls he never seemed to run out of. The only moments of peace she had ever gotten were the first days she started working when he wasn't around.She sighed as she honked, barking curses at the driver who had abruptly stopped for no reason and she had almost hit him. He didn't even apologize as he drove away, flipping her off. "Ugh!" She yelled.She should be in her office typing away as usual but no, here she was driving through the freaking highway because some maniac had refused to show up for a meeting they had single-handedly set up.Less than five minutes to the meeting and she had not been able to reach him. His inco
Wanton For The Alpha CHAPTER 9
It has been over three months since she started working for Lucian and it has been her worst time ever. From cleaning after him to making sure he attended meetings, to getting rid of the numerous girls he never seemed to run out of. The only moments of peace she had ever gotten were the first days she started working when he wasn't around.She sighed as she honked, barking curses at the driver who had abruptly stopped for no reason and she had almost hit him. He didn't even apologize as he drove away, flipping her off. "Ugh!" She yelled.She should be in her office typing away as usual but no, here she was driving through the freaking highway because some maniac had refused to show up for a meeting they had single-handedly set up.Less than five minutes to the meeting and she had not been able to reach him. His inco