My Boss is a Mafia Fortune

Chapter Three

             Kate never fidget during anything that would most people nervous, she’s confident and very put-together type of woman, she knows her grounds and she always knows how to answer professionally, but this time she can’t quiet understood why her stomach is churning like going through an upset stomach, she can’t stop stomping her heels or watch her resume over and over again. You got this, you are confident and articulate, ace this interview mentally thinking as she watches all the applicants occupying every sit in the waiting area. She keep thinking about what her father told her about the owner of this company and she can’t peeking in every corner if there are any suspicious things happening around then realizing how stupid she must look she stop herself and wait for her turn to be judged. Interview is about judgement, judgement of character and personality whether you are fit to work I their company and whether you will be an asset or a liability to them, they say it’s not about the first impression but for her, come to think of it from the moment you step into their building these people working in the company will look at you from head-to-toe and judge you by your appearance as well as the person who will be interviewing you, they will judge you by the way you look. Then as the interviews moves along they will determine your intellect and your capacity to work in the company. So, yes it is about the first impression because they don’t know anything about you until you open your mouth and speak for yourself.

            Kate feel anxious as one by one they were called out for their interview and each passing applicants she look them straight in the eye and all of them went home with nervousness and some are still chilling, there were others too that’s sweat streaking down their faces which makes her wonder what could possibly going on in that office that made people leave the building with dismay in their faces.

“I heard the one who will be interviewing today is the owner of the company.” A girl with black hair and black suit, neatly tie at the back of her head, with nude lipstick and green eyes spoke to her discreetly. She look at her and is amaze on how attractive this woman is, a possible competition. But also, judging by the way she looks, she seemed not the type of girl who would work in a publishing company, and she’s like someone who could work in a mob. She can’t help but think again about the mafia that’s attached to this company’s name. Then a little chill run down her spine as her smile to Kate, her green eyes are like predator staring at her prey, her glare is so sharp she almost feel her penetrating into her skin. When she’s about to answer a the same blonde slick and model-like figured woman whom calling each applicants earlier walks through the hallway and Kate feels likes she’s looking at her.

“Katherine Coleman?” she asked looking at the strawberry blonde woman that resembles like a porcelain doll.

“Yes, that’s me.” Kate almost choke her words out but thankful that she came through, she feels like her entire body has struck by lightning, the shivers are all over and every impulse in her body seemed to ignite. Walking into a glass hallway where you can see how high you are from the ground, how small the cars are from below and how wide the city look from where she’s standing. The woman opens the door for her and gestures to let her in. closing the door behind her and seeing the wide open spaced office, with black and white different from what she’s expecting. she thought it would be piles of books from one side then another books, then a comfortable couch and just bricks but this office is very different very well organized and edgy.

            Adam is expecting today would be another tiring typical days’ work, go home and sleep and do the same tomorrow, so far the applicants bore him, just the same old hopeful who could make a name in his company and could give his company great honor for their work, promises which usually don’t come true and those applicants will be just like the others, just sitting in their desk doing nothing. Then this woman enters, he can feel her strong aura and her confidence excites him, without even talking to her but just by looking at her waiting for him to say something. Her bright blue eyes more like sapphire, her blonde hair, her flawless soft looking skin and her pinkish looking lips. Having almost the difficulty to keep his expression from a minimal and remind himself that this woman is an applicant.

“Good Morning. Miss Coleman?” he asked without looking at her direction, reading her profile and scanning through something that would tweak his interest but she’s just like everybody else.

“Yes, Katherine Coleman.” She confidently answered still standing.

“Please have a sit.” She took as sit towards the chair in front of him, facing his serious but dead gorgeous looking eyes, those dark blue eyes emphasized with his light brown colored hair that trails through his cheeks that’s obviously been fresh shaved. Kate couldn’t understand what’s got into her that made her observe this man so much, but she can’t help herself suddenly she feels nervous and somehow intimidated, no one ever make her felt like that. She’s usually confident in every way but just being with this man just a few minutes’ makes her feel like wanting to leave this interview and would glad not to be working here.

“Do you know why you’re here Miss Coleman?” he place his resume on the table as if throwing it like a piece of trash which makes her a little bit furious, for one she spent some time compiling what’s written in there and for two it is an insult to just throw it in front of her. But she needs the job even this makes her feel awkward or uncomfortable.

“I am here for an interview with a position being an Asst. Ed. Sir.” She said erasing the possibility of punching this man in the face in her head.

“You’re here because I need someone capable enough to be an assistant to the C.E.O are you sure you know what you’re here for?” looking at her blank face almost pale makes him want to laugh at her but the more he looks at her the more she wants to bend her on his table and just f**k her hard and take her home for him to just keep, like his own personal s*x slave. As shitty as it sounds he somehow enjoys the vision of her waiting for him in bed, but he guess that would have to wait.

“I believe that is what’s written on the email Sir.” She maintains her blank and blunt affect trying not to show him that she’s been intimidating her.

“The email must have been wrong. Forget that, what can you contribute to my company for me to consider on hiring you?” he place his hands below his neck and not wanting to let her out of his sight, for him she’s fun to watch and from the moment she walked through that door he wanted her.

“I believe.”

“I’ve heard enough, that’s all.” He cuts her off and as if sending her away.

“But I’m not finish yet Sir.” She reluctantly interfere.

“But I heard what I needed to hear, we will just call you.” This doesn’t sit with her, she’s aware she’s an applicant and that’s the goddamn owner of the company and she have no right to question his judgement, but also he is arrogant and rude and even though he is unbelievably handsome she just can’t stand that kind of treatment. Walking towards the door like having a heavy feet stomping away from him. “Miss Coleman?” Darting a look at him.

“We are not yet done here.” He walks towards her then she felt a sudden rush of adrenaline running throughout her body signaling her to just go out from this building but it’s as if her feet is glued to the floor that even making a single step is impossible for her at this point.

“I thought you want me to leave Sir.” She softly said.

“What I said is that we will just call you, I did not say we are done here.” He is inches from her this time, with their faces almost meet and their eyes met. “You should pay more attention to every word I am saying in order for you to be considered working here.”

“I’ll keep that in mind Sir.” Almost losing her breath from his stare, she feel him getting nearer towards her.

“I have one last question for you.”

“What is it Sir?” she felt his hands in her waist, uninvited even though his very attractive she can’t let any man touch her, most especially harass her like this.

“Can I f**k you?” The last thing she remembers is that she left a C.E.O inside his office with a scratched and bleeding mouth and down in his knees succumb in his guts by the punch she threw at him as she stormed off away from this building and vowing not to return in there ever again.