Samantha
I straightened my skirt removing the invisible dust on it as I walked in to the gigantic building which look busy with people dressed in expensive business suits running around but everyone seems to stop as I entered.
I tried walking confident with my file in my hands but I knew I was failing as people began to give me weird looks. can't they resume and mind their business pretending I aren't here.
If Angela was where she would have laughed and say Sam why are you walking like you just lost your virginity . I laughed out loud at my thought but then I received were stares and glares from people especially women while some men started at me with lust.
I recompose myself I walked to the receptionist desk where a brown haired women who am guessing should be the receptionist. She sat with a bored look on her face checking her nails. She was suprisingly dressed appropriately.
Thank God she not blond and rude that would be so cliché.
"Excuse me miss I have an appointment by 10:am with Mr DiCaprio as a personal assistant." I said smiling.
She looked at me like I just disturbed her from doing something important.
Her eyes trailed up and down my body in disgust and jealously.
Guess I spoke too soon.
"Well how can I help you,"she sneer, folding her hand together waiting for me to repeat myself.
"I said I have an interview by 10:am with Mr DiCaprio, and I will kindly like if you tell me where to meet him."
"Second to the last floor and miss take the stairs the elevator are for people who walk here not for beggars." I gave her a glare at her statement . Surely she has seen how high this building was ?it like there are more than fifty floors and she expect me to walk all the way up but I said nothing in return as usual and let people walk over me.
She gave me a triumphant look and a big smirk was plastered on her face seeing I obeyed her without starting an argument. I'm so mature.
I check my watch it was already 9:55.How does she expect me to get there on time?, it's like she expect me to get late and not get the job. Then shame on her ,she's done nothing compare to what my evil step sister has done to me.
With that motivation in me ,I began running to the direction of the stairs.
Here goes nothing, this should be a piece of cake.
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Running up more than 200 stairs in a pair of heels about 4inch wasn't piece of cake but I did it and finally got to the last floor.
Now how to find Mr DiCaprio office?.
"Please excuse me," I said to a fairly handsome man trying to catch my breathe.
He held a coffee in his hands, he was wearing a nice suit.
"Don't worry I have that effect on ladies, I tend to take their breathe away." He said cockily.
I blushed at his word and rolled my eyes he didn't know I just ran though dozens of stairs.
I cleared my throat before speaking. "Please can you show me Mr DiCaprio office I have an appointment with him by ten."
He looked at his watched then back at him and gave me a pitiful look. "Miss this is already past ten and Mr DiCaprio hates tardiness it will be a miracle for him to still accept you but anyway its non of my business." He paused then continued.
Thank God he knows.
"And Mr DiCaprio office is not on this floor it is the twentieth floor."
My eyes nearly fell out of my eyes socket at his words.
Maybe I didn't here him well.
"Did you just say twentieth floor,please tell me you are joking."
He gave me an apologetic look but I turned my face away from him not even thanking him and asking for his name.
I don't need anyone's pity.
My fist clenched but I took a deep breathe and calm myself down going back to the annoying stairs I just claimed. I heard the man voice calling me but I just ignored him and run back down.
Its not his fault.
It was easier getting to the twentieth floor since I was coming down not going up this time around .
I got there just in time to see a middle aged women looking stressed.
"Sorry please excuse me Ma ,am here for an interview with Mr DiCaprio and I would like if you show me the direction of his office."
The stress on her face seems to disappear as a bright smile appeared on her face.
"You are right on time just a little bit late,Mr DiCaprio has been waiting for you."
She immediately pushed me into a room without warning and shut the door scaring the shit out of me.
The room was beautiful and sophisticated nothing was out of place, from the chair to the desk to the books everything looked out off place the only thing looking out of place was me. everything's screamed two words; billionaire and expensive.
Looks like no was was inside the room . my back began to ache and I slowly move to the chair to seat but a voice stopped me from it.
"Did I ask you to sit Miss Samantha,"a husky voice spoke sending shivers down my spin.
I looked up shaking to see the most beautiful man in the world not knowing how I didn't realize he was inside the office all these time .
Is face looks so familiar.
His face was chiseled, sculpted by God himself, his nose was straight with high cheek bone's, his eyes.....like nothing I have ever seem before only in my dream,his eyes were so green that he put the green grass to shame.
Now let me tell you the most important thing, his muscles which look like there were about yo tear from his cloth,don't get me starting on his pants down that was tightly held to his thighs and his big.........
The sound of someone clearing their throat snapped me out of my daydreaming.
This man look like a working sin.
"Like what you see." He asked smirking at me but could also see him checking me out especially my sweaty chest. his eyes lingered there for some time before looking back to my face .
How cliché is that statement?.
"Of course I do I mean how many days did God create you its not fair . you are the definition of perfection."
"Excuse me?."he was surprised by my boldness. He looked flustered.
"Did I say that out loud,"I gave him a sheepishly smile.
How do I look like right now sweating like a pig? I never knew Mr DiCaprio will be this handsome and this young.
God help me!.
"Yes you did ! and you are late."
Instead of answering his question, I summoned courage and ask the questioned I have been dying to say.
"Haven't we meet before?"
Samantha4months agoDon't cry Samantha,be strong. That bitch doesn't deserved your tears.The problems is I wasn't crying for that bitch did to me no. I was crying because of what I couldn't do to her that shameless hoe.My evil step sister was at it again..this time not just sleeping with my boss but with my one month boyfriend Noah. I was coming back from the mall were I but some grocery to prepare a special diner for Noah in his house. Then I walked into the house singing happily at the thought of cooking my signature fried rice and chicken for him .I got into his house and saw different cloth on the floor both male and female ,my mind started drifting to different possibilities of what was going on because this wasn't the first time of walking into my past boyfriend house and seeing so
Samantha"Where the hell have you been" my annoying step mother asked, her brown eyes held a glare and hate pointed towards me. She was wearing are see through night wear. Apparently aging wasn't in her dictionary."I went to the city burial ground" I lied through my teeth ,I wasn't going to tell her were I was. doubt crossed her face,she folded Ber hands together."Then why are you holding a file in your hands." We both looked at the file and the ten commandment book held in my hands. shit how can I forget to his it."well...this are the name of all the people that died," she nodded her head in fake understanding like a dumb bitch she was ."Why are your clothes see through.. I can practically see the bra you are wearing...don't tell me you are now whoring around?"I ignored her last statement and
Mr.DiCaprio povI lead snow white .....i meant Samantha to the dance floor.I call her snow white because that how she was . her skin is as white and fresh as a snow and she has the most bluest eyes ever with her long dark hair.When she walked into my office for the first time looking into my eyes smiling at me my heart flipped and my stomach fluttered. My eyes roomed round her body shamelessly, her white blouse clung to her body like a second skin making her pink bra stick out, I thought she was trying to seduce me like every other women who coming seeking for employment in my office but I noticed how tried she was standing in front of me and the sweat on her delicious body.She was the last female PA I was going to hire if she fail to impress me enough.We stood awkwardly now on the dance floor nobody making
SamanthaI am late!I am freaking late.I'm sure am going to get fired that for sure.All thanks to that evil chole.EarlierI work up early like any other responsible women out there on their first day of work. I already had a plan installed in my head.Shower!dress!Escape out of this hell without getting caught.!Use your remaining ten dollars for bus fee and a hot coffee.!Read that stupid ten commandment book before Mr DiCaprio arrives at the office.!My first two plan were going great but after that it all went down the drill. I heard evil chole voice down the hallway talking to one of her play toys on phone,so escaping became a little bit difficult for me. Then an idea came t
Samantha"With ....bringing me ten cups of coffee,answering all the calls I have to take on the front desk ,going through all the old files my former assistant didn't do correctly" he finished handling me a bunch of files I didn't even realize he was holding.I stood there in shock ,what was I expecting a kiss? Those wattpad romance book have really gotten into my head.He looked at me with his piercing green eyes ,I looked down having trouble maintaining eye contact with him,moving from foot to foot.He folded his hands as he lean back on his desk" Are you just going to stand there all day or are going to work before I actually fire you."His last statements were the magic words I need ,my legs automatically started moving on its own accord with me control them.I muttered a "yes sir" I sprinted out of his office to get his coffee.I dr
Mr DiCaprioEarlierI can't believed she is late for her first day of work and there I taught she will be different from the rest of women and personal assistant I have had in the past after last night party conversion. guess I was wrong...there are all the same.I insisted on dropping her home last night but she refused and said she came with her friend and it will be so rude to leave without her .Maybe she got confused by the direction to my office because of how large the building was.I sat back down on my chair to look at my apple laptop that was placed on my expensive table.I opened my laptop clicking on it to check the private camera I installed round my buildings for security reason without my employees aware of it. I know if someone is slacking and playing around ,not doing the job
I slowly walked into the house as quite as I could on my toes not wanting to get caught. I entered the living room the light were still off. Good the bitches went to bed early.Suddenly the light were flick on and I saw my two worst nightmares standing before me guess I spoke too soon "Were have you been all day ? I need you to go to the groceries. Can you believed I had to do it myself."my step mother sat on the round comfy chair ,a mug was placed on her table as she wore her usual striper night dress.I cleared my throat trying to come up with the lie I have using lately "Is that so ....I mean ooo you know how the community is ....there needed my help with the burial and arrangement of more dead people so I had to help them" she nodded her head but her evil daughter who was standing beside her a cross gave me a skeptical looking knowing I was lying."Well then you have lot of work to do so get out of
SamanthaI called all the names on the list,most of them were rich snobs asking me if there were going to serve great food and wine ...I mean how the fuck am I suppose to know.. One even ask me if there was going to be alive band this year apparently last years band was one direction.I finished calling the names on the list and went to Mr DiCaprio offices."Sir am done with the invitation of guest and setting up conference room....so we can go"He nodded his head and stood up closing his laptop his hair was rough like his has raked it a million times and his tie was lose . He look so so exhausted. I felt like massaging his shoulder for him but I ask instead.. "Sir do you want more coffee."''Yes if you don't mind" it not like I have a choice, giving him a small smile which he returned ,I give him the coffee has we both went into the conference room .