I came to a room where there were several doors.Administration, accounting, marketing, logistics, design... secretary.Perfect! What I was looking for.I knocked on the door three times softly. I got no answers, maybe I should have hit harder. I repeated the taps, this time harder."Come in," they said from the other side of the door.I took one last look at my body, making sure that at least the wet clothes I was wearing were okay. I went inside. I opened the door, leaving just enough room to stick my head out. "Vicky Lee?" I asked with a little insecurity."That's right, if I'm not mistaken you're America Ferg ." He placed his head on the laptop on his desk."Exactly, it's me," I smiled."Perfect, please come in and make yourself comfortable."I struggled to enter, I was sorry that he saw me in these looks being my first day the first thing he would think of me is that I'm sure I'm one of those immature girls.I'm lost, but I still entered.Vicky continued typing on her computer without even realizing that I was wet, I sat down, clasped my hands together like a child receiving instructions from his mother. "Okay, tell me," he looked up now, "what happened to you, America?" He scanned me from head to toe.She definitely knew she would make a bad impression. Just when I was feeling high.“I know, but it was raining, I didn't even have a windshield”I intertwined my fingers nervously”if you want I can go home, I know they won't give me the job that way”I suggested getting up.“Nope! Not at all, take a seat again, those things happen often, believe me that countless things have happened to me too. Telling you that once I had to receive some business associates and a car that passed me spilled mud on my shirt, that day I literally went crazy”she smiled giving me confidence."Things that happen to women, right?" I smiled, feeling more relaxed. You couldreally tell Vicky that she was a cheerful woman, I liked her from the start, at least I was n't so lost anymore.Point for America.“Wait, I'll search the system with whom you'll have the interview with the instructions” Vicky adjusted her glasses to continue searching on her computer.I twisted the ends of my shirt a little, it didn't help at all in drying. The worst of all is my pink bra , at least I would have chosen a white one, I don't know, something that wasn't flashy.“Ready, you will be with Philips Morgan, in room number four. If you want while it's your turn you can go to a room that's down the hall here, I think there's an old fan there, you can put your shirt out to dry a bit and then I'll take you to that room, because most likely is that you can get lost.•It was dark, with my hands I was touching the edge of the wall trying to find a power button .I found it!It was a small room, there were a lot of old documents, they seemed a bit outdated, a dusty desk.How strange that in a modern company these things exist.In a corner of the room there was an unused fan, I plugged it in. I took off my shirt in a delicate way, I didn't want to fill it with dust. Staying in a bra and with my skirt, this being black, you didn't notice how wet it was.The clock was ticking and about fifteen minutes had already passed."I think that's enough time, it's already quite dry, anyway the heat of my body will end up drying it" I put my arm in one sleeve and then put the other one in the other sleeve and start buttoning myself.The door started to open.I raised my eyes, to the rhythm in which the door opened.Can not be! It was Dalton Morgan himself. Immediately I noticed how his eyes had pointed towards my cleavage, at the same time I observed my cleavage, they made my voluminous breasts look.“I'm sorry, I'm sorry”he put a hand to his eyes”I didn't know there was someone here.I immediately buttoned my shirt."I think you always play before entering a place, right?" It didn't matter that he was the owner of the company, he had to teach him a few things.“I know, but here I always come alone to this room, I came for some documents”Can I take my hands off my eyes?“You can do it”I was already fully dressed”dusty documents?”ironically I asked“ That 's right, sometimes you need your old ideas to form a new strategy”but with a bragging tone”hey, you 're the girl who I was in the elevator now that I remember."Yes, why?" I confronted him, because I was one of the girls who didn't leave anyone behind."Did you have your interview yet?" He adjusted his elegant tuxedo."I'm on that, in a few minutes I have the appointment," I agreed."Good luck with that then." He walked fully into the room to check his documents.The rich smell of her perfume permeated the room, a perfume sweeter than honey itself.“Thank you!”I went looking for Vicky•“Are you ready?”Vicky asked , somewhat animated."I think so, do you? " What do you say?”I turned around for her to check if the shirt was okay.“I see that you look very beautiful”he gave me a small turn.“Take a deep breath, these things are key when it comes to impressing your recruiter. Don't worry, Philips is a quiet guy, but don't pay too much attention to him, he wants to be noticed by people who have just joined, at least he will tell you about all the years of experience he has, bragging about it, but don't pay too much attention to him , what you have to pay more attention to is the things that you will have to do”she gave me small instructions holding my hands.Vicky went back to her desk to get a few things ready, turning off her laptop.We started to walk together to room four, but before we crossed the door of her office her floor phone began to ring again and again."Wait a minute, I'm just answering the call" she came back in a hurry.Vicky was talking on the phone, nodding, perhaps they were giving her certain instructions, it was most likely. He turned his gaze to me , still nodding.I raised my arms like what was up? She kept looking at me, signaling me to wait. Shehung up“What happened?” I approached her."Your interview is cancelled, America." He was staring at me."But... why or what?" I hit the floor with my heel, I was angry.After leaving my house suffering countless embarrassing situations and now this happens to me. It's not fair, I knew my luck wouldn't change at all."Hey, stay calm. It's not a bad thing." He smirked."Why are you smiling?" I frowned."The call was from Mr. Morgan," she clapped her hands."And... what does he have?" She took me disoriented.“ He said to go straight to his office. He will be the one to interview you.“What?”I almost jumped for joy , but I wouldn't show that to Vicky“Come on, come with me, I'll take you with him”we entered the elevator.“Don't get nervous with him , just be yourself, he likes that kind of thing, he's very intelligent and he realizes when a person tries to lie or is pretending something they're not”she spoke as the elevator went up.The elevator stopped at the top floor, lighting up a green button.“Well, here comes my work, now the rest is yours”he said goodbye closing the elevator door.There was a door with some gold letters impregnated in the wood.Dalton Morgan”General ManagerThe door had a little bell next to it, I pressed it a little unsure."You can come in," was heard from a speaker above the door.I opened the door and there it was. In a huge room, delicately adorned with fine furniture, rugs of some kind of expensive material. His desk... his desk was totally jet black, he imposed his power, under his desk was a kind of animal fur, if my eyesight is correct I could tell it's a brown bear.In one corner was a deep brown cabinet with some types of liquor. Behind him was a portrait the size of the wall, it was of his face in the darkness shining only the part of his eyes, nose and mouth. It was a portrait that in the position that was his eyes always followed me. It was pure elegance."Sit down, please," he extended his hand, in which a diamond”studded watch shone on his wrist. I don't know, but this guy made me a little nervous,I don't think Vicky's advice would help. "So your name is America Ferg ?" He checked my documents, nodding."That's right, I'm about to finish my degree.“As you know, today companies like mine look for people with a high degree of experience and you… you haven't finished your degree yet”he scratched his beard.“If you brought me here to make me feel bad, you would have said it before”I was about to get up from that seat."Don't worry, I didn't say anything about that. What I want to tell you is that we also give the opportunity to people like you , who are almost finished. We believe that there are people with the potential to develop our company. My company is not a company that we base ourselves on years of experience, we base ourselves on the productive capacity of an employee at a certain time, so we believe in your own capacity”he settled in his chair."Does that mean...?" I crossed my arms."I'm just explaining a little about our policies" this time his gaze glared at me and I immediately responded with the same intensity in my gaze, I could feel how it burned me."Sorry about the elevator right now." I looked away sadly."At least you were honest, do you think I don't realize that not everyone likes me in my company?" Dalton adjusted his tie."Then why don't you fire them?" I raised my arms.“It's called strategy, America, the fact that they don't want me doesn't take away from how good they can be in their position.Now her gaze went to my chest. Seeing his gaze, I surreptitiously covered my hand.He pointed..."What 's wrong ?" I turned my hands away."It's just a little funny." He smiled a little."What do you mean funny?" I frowned.“I mean the color of your bra , in general, the women here always try to match their bra with their shirt or skirt.“So you're making fun of me”this time I would get up.“Nope! Not at all, it's also good that you're different from them”he stretched his neck.“I think that's a disadvantage of being a Virgin, I think, not knowing how to combine that kind of thing”I crossed one leg over the other.When Dalton heard the word "Virgin" I could have sworn I saw that he bit his lower lip a bit.He kept going through my documents almost knocking them over on his desk."I'm so sorry, America.Perfect, I know what you came to tell me. That he was not interested in my resume, that on another occasion he might have better luck and those kinds of things that a company tells you so as not to tell you directly that you did not qualify for that vacancy."Yes, thank you very much for the opportunity." I got up from my seat.“I'm not finished”he raised his tone”I tell you I'm very sorry because from today you will have to put up with an ogre as a boss. Welcome to my company.
“Is seriously?Dalton stood up, buttoning a button on his jacket.“That's how it is. Tell Vicky to take you to one of the cubicles and bring you up to date. Even though you'll be on probation for a week, we'll pay you “he walked around the desk, walking towards me” Now I have a meeting, very important people are waiting for me, America “Dalton positioned himself in front of me . I insist, this man smelled very good”It will take a while for you to start working for the position you applied for.“How? I frowned."Like I told you: you'll have a trial week." Vicky has a lot of work so I want you to take care of me.He didn't understand a thing Dalton was saying.“I don't understand."Whenever I need something, I'll call you." He winked at me before turning around and leaving the office.What has happened? I went out after him in search of Vicky, I found her in the corridor with some folders in her hand."America, how did it go ?""Well, I have a trial week. He told me to give me a cubicle
“Remember to be ready at that time, one of the things I don't like is waiting when I've already announced the time to come, ok?" Okay ," I lowered my gaze.Dalton took my chin, directing it towards his face.“I don't like it when you look down, it's a symbol of defeat and here you have to overcome those things, besides, please, every time I talk to you, you must look me in the eye.His hands were gentle, the way he touched my chin delicate. This man even had class to play something."Okay, Mr. Morgan," I agreed, looking into his eyes, those eyes that could convey more than just a look."If you have a problem with your outfit, you can ask Vicky to help you, tell her to take that moment off and that the expenses be paid to me, I'm fair and I know that right now you may not have enough money," he winked."I feel sorry for you." I put my hands together.“Don't worry about that, America, in this company you spend on other things. First of all, leave me your address, I'll wait for you”he l
"Like I was saying, Dalton, I'll give you a week to work out that problem." Not one more day. You know how I am about that.” Mr. Morgan gave his son a reproachful look. I had no idea Mr. Morgan was this demanding. He didn't know Dalton very well, but from what he had heard he had led the company to the top more than his father. And obviously there will be problems along the way, but deep down I knew that Dalton would be able to solve them. It's just that even his own father doesn't seem to trust him."You've already told me twice, father , " Dalton replied, his attitude absolutely angry. But he held back. Dinner was turning out to be a bit awkward. As we all ate, the three of them gave each other awkward looks. Until Mr. Morgan's stayed with me. I tensed at that moment.“How did you tell me that you're calling? His tone was calmer with me now.America Ferg ," I answered a little nervously. I was dining with three imposing men. I felt prey before them."America... I guess your friends
I settled down a bit in the swivel chair, I didn't understand how this man yesterday wrote to me like a teenager and today he acts like nothing happened. I checked my cell phone to reread the messages, for a moment I thought maybe I was the one who made a mistake.Nope! Obviously I'm not crazy, the messages were intact and with the bad spelling, I went back to his photo, I had to refresh my eyes a little. He was online, just barely, and I was sending him a "Hello" but I shook my head to get rid of those bad thoughts.Come on, America, you have to concentrate on your work. At the same time I remembered Billie, he was not far behind either, he was carved by the gods themselves.I went through the documents on the table and they were all for Dalton, so any minute now he'd call me back."Hello, friend, how are you doing?" Vicky approaches my cubicle."The best," I smiled from ear to ear, "how are you?"“A little sleepless, I was reviewing some reports that Mr. Morgan wanted for today so I
"Surprised at the power of this beauty?" he bragged, passing car after car. “A little”I agreed, but deep down I wasn't amused by anything Billie said. "Did they at least treat you well at Dalton's company?" He turned to see me with this lens that reflected my face. “Since I joined the company they have treated me well, as you know I am on probation and I think they do it to see the good performance of their workers. “ Ha ! No matter how many things Dalton does this year, I will reign in the business again.” He raised his eyebrows. I recently liked Billie but it was getting a bit annoying to hear how he expressed himself about his "friend". "Is your company something that your parents left you or did you found it?" He wanted to know if he would brag this time. “It's a company that my parents founded many years ago, but they discovered that I have the ability for business and I made it grow in a record period, so you're quite a celebrity in that”he put his right hand on my leg, t
I looked at my watch, it was almost noon, the staff will be looking for mealtime rather. I was still hungry, and nervous because I don't know how Dalton would act now that I'm back. I don't know if he will be angry or if he will fire me. I was supposed to be on trial and that's where I should behave best. But I did something wrong today, I just hope I don't suffer the consequences.When I got to the elevator the doors opened and Vicky got out.“America! She approached me , apparently she was ready to have lunch."Vicky, is Mr. Morgan still in his office?"She hesitated a bit.'No, actually he just went downstairs five minutes ago to the company cafeteria for some lunch. Do you want to go with me?I hesitated a bit, maybe I could talk to Dalton and apologize in the cafeteria."Okay, let's go." The two of us walked down a hallway I hadn't come down before. It was long and at the end you could see an open room. It had glass windows allowing to see the outskirts, to a small garden with ve
I quickly went to Vicky's office, I felt anxious, if I felt nervous here, now I don't want to imagine myself in another company and still with that Sabrina witch present. " Vicky, it's good to meet you." I tucked my hair behind my ear. "What brings you here?" He was reviewing documents. "It's Dalton," I bit my lip. "What happened to him ? " Don't tell me he got mad because of what you did with Billie.” He placed his eyes under his glasses. “No, on the contrary, he wants me to accompany him to Sabrina's father's company, he sent me to give me some documents that should be ready”I crossed my arms. "So you're going to go into the lion's den," he scratched his chin, "interesting..." " What's interesting?" I frowned. “That Dalton wants to take you there, he knows that when Sabrina sees a girl near him she gets hysterical, be careful with that crazy woman, America. Don't let him try to humiliate you just because you're on probation. “Don't worry, that won't happen, I know how to de
When we arrived it was raining buckets, the weather had suddenly turned very cold. There was lightning and even some lightning that made me shiver. Dalton and I quickly got out of the car and headed for the hotel living room. As I assumed, it would be one of those five star luxury hotels. Even for one night my boss spent so much."I'll ask if there's a room available," he tells me, taking off his jacket and handing it to me. "So you can dry off a bit." His gaze shifted to my breasts. Great, it was already the second time the brazier looked at me . Just as it was the second time I got wet in the rain."Okay," I took it. Dalton approached the reception, where there was a young and very pretty girl. As soon as she saw Dalton her eyes lit up and her flirtatious mode quickly kicked in. I rolled my eyes to myself as I dried the ends of my hair. It was late at night and I needed dry clothes to put on, I didn't want to get sick.Dalton and the girl exchange words, my boss doesn't seem fazed b