"Woooop!" Sheila screeched in excitement upon reading the email on her iPhone. She read it aloud twice more to confirm that what she was seeing was real and that she wasn't dreaming or mistaken. If anyone had told her that she'd be getting an email from the office of GG's HR today, she wouldn't have believed it.
She had turned in her application last month but hadn't gotten any calls and after two weeks had sailed by without getting any feedback from the company, she had lost every hope she had of working in her dream company. However, today, the call she thought would never come was here and it felt like a miracle, one she didn't expect.
The interview for the job was fixed for 8 am tomorrow, so Sheila knew she had to start getting prepared, but the news was overwhelming. She was overwhelmed.
"Focus, Sheila. You only get one shot at a first impression on Derrick Moore. You can't afford to screw that up. Remember, you are desperately in need of this job." She tells herself.
Taking a deep calm breath before dashing towards her wardrobe, she flings the doors open and begins to ransack through her clothes for the perfect something to wear.
"Something professional, classy, and somewhat sexy will do."
She picked a red jacket and a black straight gown, then spent the rest of the day browsing Derrick Moore. If she wanted to work for him, she had to know a lot, even though she knew a lot more than any normal person would.
Sheila woke up as early as the break of dawn. She was rippling with a different kind of happiness as she rolled out of bed. Quickly grabbing her laptop, which was still open to the biography of Derrick Moore, the CEO of Moore enterprises, one of the leading Tech companies in the City, she stared back at the photo of LA's most gorgeous man and she recalled the sultry dream she had just had about him and Involuntarily let out a stifled moan.
"Oh, Sheila..." She gasped.
Such a sensual dream on the morning of her interview. It was either she needed to get some of the nice treatment he had given her in that dream, or she was more nervous about this job than she knew.
Sheila got her aroused ass off the bed and strolled into the bathroom. She didn't want to be late for her interview.
After a quick bath and a hurried breakfast, she took a deep breath and then headed out for her interview.
In the impeccable foyer of Moore's enterprise, Sheila approached the front desk.
"Hi, I'm here for the secretary's interview with the HR officer."
"Ah! Yes. Concerning that, Mr. Moore would be interviewing you himself... And..." The receptionist checked her wristwatch. "His eight o'clock is running late, luckily you're just in time. Come with me."
Sheila's heart began to race instantly. She hadn't prepared herself mentally enough to face Derrick Moore, especially not after the extreme dream she had this morning. She tried to remain calm and collected as the receptionist led her through the halls of Moore enterprises.
But, as soon as she stepped into Mr. Moore's office, all deliberate thoughts vanished when she saw him glance up at her from his desk. Sheila's mouth instantly dropped.
"Fuck! He's even more gorgeous in person."
"We still need to discuss the release of the ATP. I say we usher it to the world right away." A grey-haired man who was sitting opposite Mr. Moore said.
Mr. Moore motioned for Sheila to come in as he tried to round up with his ongoing meeting.
"I think it's too early to launch a new product. What do you think of Ms. Reese?" Mr. Moore turned to Sheila and she soon realized he was talking to her.
"Me?" She asked with a little bit of perplexity.
"Yes, Ms. Reese. As you might already know, our company recently released a new product which is a software program designed to help make the menstruation period easier and less painful. We are thinking of launching its pro in a few days."
"Uhm!.." Sheila hesitated at first. "I think it's too early to launch the pro, given that the software is yet to spend three weeks out there. In my opinion, you should allow it to spend some more time, and in that period, you could think of some extras to add to the pro to make it more exciting and in this period, you probably could have the marketing team start advertising the product. That way, the Pro would be much anticipated and given a befitting patronize when it is finally out."
"That's brilliant." Mr. Moore looked pleased as he stared at Sheila. Then he turned to the man sitting across from him.
"I want a fresh draft that takes her suggestions into account on my desk by the end of today. Understood?"
"Sir..."
"That's an order, Steven. I have an appointment with Ms. Grande." Mr. Moore said, interrupting Steven.
Steven nodded and got up. He flashed Sheila a displeased stare before walking away.
When he was out of sight, Mr. Moore turned his full attention to Sheila. And she catches her breath at the intenseness of his gaze.
"I'm sorry for that."
"It's fine, I'm glad my idea was taken to interest." Sheila smiled at him.
"Of course, it was a brilliant one."
"I see you dressed to impress." He said as he sized her up.
Sheila grinned at his remark. "Hope it worked?"
"Of course, you look like you're a part of us already."
He stared at Sheila from head to foot, and she felt her pulse begin to palmitate at his intense gaze. Dangerously alluring eyes lingered on her longer than should be considered normal and Sheila found herself staring back.
And at long last, his gaze finally shifts from Sheila's face, drifting onto a file on his desk. He cleared his throat, in an attempt to find his composure.
"So you studied at the University of Southern California!" He asked, and Sheila realized he was going through her resume.
"Yes... I've got a master's degree in Business Management."
"Congratulations!"
"Thank You." Sheila smiled.
"My secretary does a lot of things aside from fetching paperwork and making me coffee. I don't drive myself to work, my secretary does that. You're expected to be at my house as early as the break of dawn to pick me up. I travel every now and then, and you're expected to come with me to each trip and event. Can you do that, Sheila?"
The sound of her name on his lips was everything and sultry, reminding Sheila of the explicit dream she had that morning and she instantly felt hot in between her legs.
"There are a lot more other things that you'll get to know when you commence work and I want to make sure you can cope with all of it."
"You're making being your secretary sound scary," Sheila said calmly with a wry smile.
"I'm sorry if it came off that way, I just don't want you backing out at some point when you probably realize that what you got wasn't what you bargained for."
"I can cope with being your secretary and whatever package comes with you," Sheila said with a deeper meaning. She noticed something flash across Mr. Moore's eyes, but it was gone before she could even make out what that look was. "Besides, my bills won't sort themselves." She grinned.
Mr. Moore's eyes fell on her body once again, and Sheila wondered what was going on in his mind. His gaze lingered on her for a little too long before he finally took his eyes off her.
"In that case, I'll see you tomorrow at six thirty am."
He dipped a hand in his shirt pocket and pulled out his card with his home address written on the back of it and handed it to Sheila. "That's my home address."
Sea-green eyes grew wide with shock.
"I got the job?"
"Of course, it'd be a shame to lose a smart woman like yourself. I mean, you outshined every other applicant." Mr. Moore said.
Sheila's heart raced with joy as she collected the card from him in the process, their hands brushed against each other's, and a tinge of warmness crept from the spot, spreading a wild heat all over her body.
At that moment, the door creaked open and the receptionist from earlier walked in.
"Sorry to interrupt, Mr. Moore, but the executives have already assembled in the conference room. They await you joining them."
"I'll be there shortly." He tells the receptionist and she turns and leaves.
"See you tomorrow." Mr. Moore smiles at Sheila before retrieving his hand from the card.
As soon as Sheila reached her apartment, she threw herself on her bed in excitement. She still found it hard to believe that she had gotten a job in her dream company and had direct access to the man of her dreams. She bit her lower lip as her imagination wandered off. She could still feel the rippling effect of his small touch on that spot at the back of her palm. And his gentle smile...Gosh!! How could a man be so handsome?? Her phone rings in between her daydreaming, interrupting her thoughts.She searches her handbag for it."Dear bestie!..." The excited voice of a woman screamed from inside the phone."I got the job, Zoey!!" Sheila screamed in excitement and Zoey joined her."I want details. Did Mr. Moore interview you himself?" Zoey asked. Sheila could picture her already, all excited and geared up. Zoey knew how much her best friend had always wanted to be a part of GG groups, and how much she was in love with the CEO of the renowned company. Well, the man is a man to fall fo
After a few minutes, the door clicked open and Mr. Moore strode out in a pair of navy blue suit that looked like it was tailored just for him. With his dark hair neatly combed to the side, and the designer suit he had on, he looked like perfection. 'Fresh from the oven'. Sheila thought. With just a glance at him, she was already drooling, she had to still herself from giving him any more than a glance. She couldn't afford to lose her guard and have him catch her gawking at him again.She's already embarrassed herself enough for the morning."I'm sorry for keeping you waiting." Mr. Moore motioned for her to follow him as they walked down the hallway and she stole the opportunity to admire his broad back and long legs.As they reached the elevator, Mr. Moore let her walk in before him."Ladies first." He said and Sheila smiled with gratitude.After she walked in, Mr. Moore followed suit, and Sheila suddenly felt heat creep up her body again when Mr. Moore's arm brushed gently past hers
Sheila followed behind him as he climbed the stairs and when they got to his door, he unlocked the room. Being in his room again, brought back memories from her dream that night and Sheila found her cheeks turning red immediately. Derrick led her into the room he had gone into the day before while she had been here, and Sheila's mouth dropped in stunned surprise. The room which was twice the size of her apartment was filled with clothes neatly arranged in sections. Suits in bags from designer brands, different colors of shirts in a variety of designs in hangers, and pants neatly folded and arranged on shelves. It was clothing all around. She was still looking around in total marvel when Derrick's voice pierced through her thought."The tie section is this way." He said, shaking Sheila awake from her stunned state.She walked passed Derrick to a huge wardrobe by the side of the shelf that had neatly folded pants, and his eyes followed behind her, trailing the start of her dress down t
"He'll join us soon." But Immediately director Lee said that the door to the conference room opened and an aged Chinese man walked in. Behind him were a few men in suits and three amongst them were able-bodied and had radios connected to their left ears. The chairman strolled into the room, and the men who had just taken a seat stood up.Standing tall and confident, Derrick offered his hand in a handshake as the Chairman of Chan Groups approached the long table."Chairman Chan..." He said. The man eyed him carefully from head to foot before taking his hand in a firm shake and locking eyes with him."Derrick Moore, I presume?" The Chairman replied with a Chinese accent.With a straight face, Derrick replied curtly. "Yes.""Pleased to finally make your acquaintance." He walked over to a seat at the head of the long table, the other two men he had come with, walking side by side with him, while the bodyguards stood back."I've heard a lot..."Derrick allowed him to sit before taking a si
At ten o'clock Pm, Sheila booked a ride to Elevate Lounge. In a red mini-body hug dress, she entered the club which at the time was already bubbling with loud music blaring from huge speakers at the four walls of the club and threatening to pull the foundation of the building. The atmosphere already smelled of alcohol, and the distinct smell of wild sex had her wondering when last she had a good fuck. Probably she should take Zoey's advice a little seriously. Having sex with a man tonight wouldn't stop her crush on Derrick. It would rather give her the strength to resist his charm a little and prevent her from feeling itchy in between her legs whenever she looked at him. That man was poison. But, why did she feel like she would be cheating on him when they weren't even in a relationship?"Uhhh!! Sheila! It's not even like he likes you." She said to herself. "Or, does he?"'He sure does' she thought to herself. The way he looks at her like he wants her, and the indirect naughty talks
A few minutes into the movie, she heard a knock on the door and so she went to open the door. Zoey's bright smile greeted her. Sheila's eyes immediately lit up when she saw her."Zoey!" She called, shifting from the door, allowing her access inside."Missed me?" Zoey winked dramatically then she raised the bags she was carrying in both hands so that Sheila could see them."I got us hangover soup from the soup store". Sheila locked the door and went back to her seat on the couch."How did we get home last night?" "Jimmy took us home," Zoey said opening one of the sealed plates of soup. The aroma oozed out of it, sipping through her nostrils."He was the least drunk amongst us, so he drove." 'gosh, this soup smells so nice.' she murmured and then started to eat from the plate of mushroom soup, while Sheila went into the kitchen to get them something to eat it with."Won't you like to microwave that?" She called out from the kitchen."It's freakin hot, had it microwaved at the store," Z
While in the car with Derrick Moore, Sheila occasionally winced at the thought of how she had to deal with the loan shark coming for her the next day. It was still a 42 hour ahead event, yet she needed to worry that much about it, especially because of the embarrassment that she has to face if she does not have the money to repay. Her debt issue has been one of the numerous reasons why she had to find a job that could aid her to pay off those debts and free her life from the shackles of those merciless sharks as she usually calls them.Still engrossed in her thoughts about how she would escape her debtors, Derricks' phone call woke her from her thoughts. " Hello, Jenna," Sheila blinked; that name strikes a chord. "That's his girlfriend. One lucky bitch." She thought, jealousy was written over her face and she could not help it."I can not believe that he spent his weekend with her and still wants to while it away with her again. There are a lot of meaningful things to do with his s
Derrick noticed how nervous she was and decided to keep the conversation going between them so that she could feel more comfortable around him. "Do you live with Zoey in the same house?" "No, she was expecting to see me in her house today but when she didn't Zoey became worried and called to check as I was unable to call and inform her earlier." "Oh! I see." Somehow he felt relieved that there was nothing to worry about. He still had a chance if he could try winning her heart."Don't you ever eat anything at home? I noticed that your refrigerator was only filled with bottled water." "I do cook, however, it's been two years plus since I cooked or had someone cook a nice meal for me in this house. The only thing I do is order takeouts when I'm at home and hungry.""Just say that you don't know how to cook, I could tutor you on how to." Sheila giggles at him"You're hurting my pride. I just can't walk to the kitchen and start cooking. The last time I tried it brought back old memories