After quite the interesting night I shared with Cameron, from him taking me to a fancy restaurant, to us spending the rest of the evening having personal discussions, he dropped me right in front of my dorm, prepared to go lodge at a hotel, and then go back to his own school the next day.We both got down from the car, moving closer to each other, saying goodbye. I turned around after quite a while of me staring into his ever calm eyes, while he played with my hair, whispering words into my ears while kissing my earlobes in the process. Just as I was about moving away, he pulled me back kissing my lips slowly, and pulling me closer by my waist. "Nia" He uttered in a low voice. "You and I............have been through a lot together" He started. I noticed as his eyes shifted around, peering into the dark night, and then at my face. "What's going on?" I asked him being so concerned. He crashed his lips onto mine once more and then planted a kiss on my forehead, which made my chee

He is a 24 year old heir to his father's company. She is a 28 year old lady, fired from her last job for burning the CEO with hot tea. A fiery one she is, not until she meets a man, who is just intent on breaking her.***"How might you please me, Miss Parker?""How would you want me, Mr. Holden?" I should stop. It was only a tease I had mindlessly put up, hoping to get a longer moment with him, listening to whatever I had to say, but apparently, he was a persistent young man, one who would get to the end of every matter started. "I'm only scared we don't speak of the same thing here" He followed. "Oh, I very much follow, Mr Holden" "Here's the thing Miss Parker" He began, figure tearing off the chair, approaching my form. I fretted at his incoming profile, eyes averted away, not daring to meet that striking gaze of his. Even in the calming space, I could feel the burn that rushed to my chest.He had soon pulled up beside my form, eyes peering on at my warded off profile. "I'

"Your Marketer just quit" I stated like that wasn't the reason there was a job opening in the first place. "You should have a look at my Résumé if you're in search of the best marketer in town" "And according to our research, you were fired from your last job" Those words slapped the glee off my entire being, with gaze left gaping on at that figure before me. His grey eyes did so well examining mine, body relaxing back in the black, rewinding chair, while he beheld the fright that had crossed my profile. "You didn't resign like you stated in the application" He followed. "You lied to us, Miss Parker" "And if you haven't been orientated already, Holden Inc. holds honesty as their core value" His utterance was a hit to me. "Well you guys must think again, cause your father has been dishonest his entire life, stealing from the masses, protected by the government"That was a blow to him. A real challenge it ought to be.It worked for my last employer, of course it did, yet, what sh

"Then you, Miss Janet Parker, will be the company's new marketer to be employed" Those words struck me so hard, I found my eyes widened at his utterance, mouth gaping without warning."Excuse me?" The words left my lips at once, ears not believing what had broken out. "Do you need me to fetch a translator, Miss Parker?" "If I'm not mistaken, you majored in communications" He called at once. "I don't see any reason why it should be hard getting my message" "You stated yourself that you could please me" His voice was low. "I'd like to see how well you can" And with that, he had pushed away. His figure pulling to that chair, with body sinking into it slowly. "The interview lasts for only ten minutes, Miss Parker" His voice was enough to snap me out my trance. "If you consider getting this job, then you should get yourself moving" He added. At those words, my feet had pushed forward, steps slow, eyes never leaving his. His gaze held some form of amusement, eyes watching as I dr

My figure dashed past the connecting street to the busy road ahead, figure hurrying to that large building, which drew nearer at each second that went by. It was moments like this that had me wishing I owned a car. Not for the beauty, nor for the glory, but the fact that I could ram into that odd-sized vehicle that was close to brushing past my agitated form. The driver had zoomed off, not even daring to spare a glance at my startled profile. How distressed the tires appeared, whooshing away, while the car hurried on. But save the curses for another day, dear people. For I was thirty minutes late. Thirty minutes late to a place I just had been hired at. Hair flying with the wind, I couldn't help but catch onto the stares the security guards sent my way. Their eyes followed my figure proceeding into the area. "Is everything alright, Miss?" One had been so kind to enquire, but there wasn't any time for discussion. I was forced to give a smile at the all-kind Mister, form soon da