Pregnant For The Ceo

“Miss Kathlyn Georgia, you are up next” The black haired lady who Kathlyn placed as the secretary said. She had a Mexican accent and full lips which made her face look exquisite. Kathlyn was led through a corridor and into an office. The secretary pushed the door open and ushered Kathlyn in. “You can have a seat. He will be out in a minute. Best of luck” She wished before walking out of office. Kathlyn instantly felt a wave of nervousness wash through her. She was rightly dressed for the occasion in a brown, loose, plain trouser, shirt the color of the sky and her hair packed up in a ponytail yet she felt anxious. Perhaps, because of the reputation of the place and the obvious authority was the cause of her anxiety. She chewed on her bottom lip and looked around the office. The walls were painted white and the furniture brown. The aesthetic wallpaper on the right hand side of the wall drew her in. It looked like the painting of a human but looking closely, one would see it was just a plant. The branches of the plant were entwined in a way which made it difficult for people to figure that it was a plant at first glance. She heard the door open causing her to sit upright. She adjusted in her seat and sat straighter. Her mouth fell open in shock when her interviewer appeared in her line of vision. This was why she goggled about the company before coming yet nothing prepared her for the sight before her. She was in the presence of the one and only Adam Smith, the hottest and sexiest man in France. She could not believe her eyes. She had discovered that he was the owner of the company but she never thought he would be the one to conduct the interview. “Miss Kathlyn Georgia, am I correct?” Adam asked looking at the file in front of him and back at her. She continued staring at him without blinking her eyes. Adam’s eyebrows furrowed and he snapped his fingers in front of her to bring her back to Earth. She blinked rapidly and a blush crept up her face. “Gosh! I am so sorry.” “Do you always get this lost in thoughts? Is that how you intend doing a good job?” Adam asked clearly unimpressed. She shook her head in denial. “That is not correct, sir. I just… I am sorry” She apologized. “Do you want this job?” “I do.” “Okay. What are your qualifications?” He asked closing her file. She chewed on her bottom lip in thought. Her CV was in front of him so she could not understand why he chose to ask her something she already sent to him. “I have knowledge in business. I graduated from Harvard business school and I worked under a supervisor in a business company” She answered. “Why do you want this job?” “I admire your company and the really good things you do. Your products are amazing too and it will be a privilege to work with such an amazing company” She said. Adam looked at her for some seconds, processing her answers in his head. He placed his back on the backrest and twisted his ballpoint pen between his fingers. “You can go, Miss Kathlyn. We will get back to you” He said in a dismissive tone. His dismissal made her feel distraught. She wanted to say something more, perhaps it would help her get the job but the impatient look on Adam’s face made her stand up and walk out of the office. She brought out her phone from her handbag when she was out on the street and immediately placed a call to Jasmine. “I messed up, Jas” She said as soon as Jasmine picked up the phone. Detecting her tone, Jasmine dropped the spoon she was holding and rose up from her seat. She walked over to the window and stared out into the street with her phone placed on her ear. “What happened?” “I got nervous when I found out that the owner of the company is Adam Smith. I fumbled with my words and my palms became clammy. It was a mess, Jas. I don’t think I will get the job” She said voicing out her worry. “You should think positive things, Kathlyn. It was only an interview. I know I would get wet if I happen to be in the presence of Adam Smith so I don’t blame you. However, you should not worry yourself so much. How about you get yourself back to the house? b***h, it is your birthday. Let us go party” Jasmine said making Kathlyn laugh. “Thank you” She said gratefully before hanging up the phone. She flagged down a taxi and paid with what was left from what Jasmine handed her earlier that day. The drive to her apartment was filled with mumbles of wishes. She was wishing for a job and wishing that her apartment would not be locked with a different key by the time she got back as that would be too bad. Contrary to her thoughts, her apartment was still hers when she got back. She opened the door and eased herself in. Jasmine arrived at her apartment an hour later with some champagne and chicken. “What are these for?” Kathlyn asked looking at the boxes. “It is your birthday. We are going to go down on these before proceeding to a club tonight” Jasmine said excitedly. Kathlyn rolled her eyes and pulled her hair out of the band. “I am not in the mood for clubs.” “You have to be. It is your birthday and that means you should party hard. We are going to a club so you better go get ready” Jasmine insisted. Kathlyn sat on the couch and scratched her hair gently. “Jas, I’m tired. I just want to stay indoors and think about my life” She said tiredly. “Not on my watch. Go” She pulled Kathlyn up and pushed her towards the staircase. Kathlyn shot daggers her way with her glares but she ignored her and began to uncork the bottle of wine. Seeing that she had no choice, Kathlyn went up the stairs. She rummaged through her wardrobe, searching for the perfect thing to wear. All the dresses she came across were either too short or too revealing. They were not her style but Jas would have none of it. When they went shopping, Jasmine made sure to stuff some slutty dresses into her shopping bag. Her eyes caught a red dress which was a bit better than the rest. She pulled it out of the wardrobe and walked to the mirror. The dress stopped mid-thigh and had an opening at the back. It looked sexy and decent at the same time, if that was possible. Satisfied, Kathlyn dropped it on the bed and proceeded to look for footwear. She got a black stiletto which would go perfectly with the dress. She dropped the shoe beside the bed and proceeded to the bathroom to have a shower. She came out ten minutes later and her eyebrows lifted when her eyes fell on the clock. It was almost seven P.M. She did not realize how far the time had gone until now. She walked to her vanity and began applying some make-up to her face. She tried to keep it as simple yet sexy as possible. She was slowly starting to feel the rush of her birthday and she attributed the feeling to Jasmine’s excitement. She was never someone who celebrated her birthday. To her, birthdays were a reminder that you were getting old and there were a lot of things you had not yet achieved. She did not like the feeling of growing old but what she detested more was the feeling of failure. She pouted her lips and applied mauve colored lipstick to match the color of her dress. She chose not to settle for red because she did not want a lot of red. She straightened her naturally curly hair before curling it in a different manner. After she was done curling, she pinned it to the top of her head and looked at herself in the mirror. She felt satisfaction wash over her at the image in the mirror. She managed to achieve the look she was aiming for. She got into her dress and took one last glance at the mirror before picking her clutch and walking out of the room. “Girl, you look hot” Jasmine said in admiration as soon as she spotted her. She had a chicken wing in her right hand and a glass of champagne on the other. “If I were a man, I would jump you right here and now.” “Hold up on your crazy imaginations” Kathlyn said making her laugh. “You want some chicken? I’m almost done with them” She offered. Kathlyn’s nose scrunched in disgust. “You are disgusting. I won’t eat that even if I were a beggar” She said making her way out of the house. “Where you going without me? Thought you were not in the mood to party?” Jasmine called. She rushed to the sink, washed her hands clean before coming back to clear the table. She locked the door before making her way to her friend.