ALT+3 (DSD SERIES SPINOFF)

Adrianna walks speedily to the entrance of the tall, immaculate building, her soles aching in her heels. Stilettos are just not made for running. She pushes the revolving doors, entering a clean and professional lobby, designed with a monotonous grey theme. Employees and visitors walk around the area, glancing her way as her Stilettos tap rapidly on the tiled floors but she pays them no mind. A man with blonde hair stands at the receptionist's desk, in a chic, black suit and black-rimmed glasses. She stops short at the desk, trying to calm her breathing and the man observes her with a raised brow. "My name is Adrianna Carolli. I'm here for an interview with Mr. Alt," she says sounding just as breathless as she feels. She had missed her bus earlier this morning and had to take one that dropped her a mile away from here. Adrianna had to run in five-inch Stilettos to reach her interview on time. To sum it up her feet are killing her. The air conditioning cools her heated skin and she's thankful for the relief. At this time of the year, rain usually blankets the streets of London but the sun decides to make a prolonged appearance today. "Just a minute," he says as he checks the computer in front of him. Adrianna takes this time to lean on the desk and compose herself, there is no need for her to get the collywabbles now. No matter how knackered she feels, she has to put up a brave front. After all, that's what she gets for spending the night at the pub with Taylor rather than getting a good night's rest. A wazzock, that's what is she is... "You're right on time Miss Carolli," the man named Harry, as shown on his name tag, says with a smile. "Go to the lift on your right and stop on the top floor. An employee will assist you from there." She thanks him profoundly before making her way to the lift, catching the doors before they close. She presses the button for the top floor and burrows her way to the back, smiling at the two other female occupants. She takes off her coat as the lift ascends, folding it over her right arm as the two ladies talk between themselves. Adrianna uses a handkerchief to pat her face, not wanting to look like a sweaty mess when she meets her interviewer. The lift pings and the two women exit with giggles, speaking in hushed tones. As the door closes, Adrianna takes a moment to look at her reflection in the doors. A fitted black skirt that falls to her knees, a silk white button-up blouse and black stilettos. Simple yet professional. She has chosen to wear a deep curl, 48 inches wig since her pixie cut was looking more like a pancake this morning. It took almost an hour to fix since she was a bit legless from last night but she had done it nicely. After all, her parents are both hairstylists so she picked up a few things. The lifts open and she steps out, a slim, blonde meeting her at the door. She's in a black dress with red bottom heels and a Bob cut frames her face. As she looks at Adrianna, she raises a brow in...disbelief, disgust? Whichever it is, it didn't matter to Adrianna. She has gotten used to women eying her because of her size. Having broad hips, a big ass and t**s to match with a noticeably smaller waist, always evoked those looks from women of smaller sizes. Then, add in the fact that she was mixed...black. There came other hateful stares from people trapped in their narrow-minded thinking... ...but it simply didn't faze her, she loves her curves and colour and embraces them.. "Miss Carolli," the blonde says a bit unsure. "That's me," Adrianna replies and the blonde slaps on a fake smile before asking Adrianna to follow her. Adrianna follows her lead, falling a few feet shorter than the blonde's model height, even with five inches added to her 5'4" frame. Multiple men and women stop to watch as she walks past and she can hear the appreciative whispers of the male population in the room. Men... The blonde who introduces herself as Karen, starts to list the dos and don'ts when in the presence of Mr. Alt and Adriana nods, taking in the information. Stopping at her desk, Karen picks up her phone and informs Mr. Alt of Adrianna's presence. "He's waiting for you. Enter through there," Karen states pointing towards a wooden door to her left. Adrianna thanks her before moving towards the door, taking a deep breath before turning the knob and entering the room. *** "Well, Miss Carolli. I have to say I am impressed," the man, sitting being the desks says causing her to smile. "Graduating at the top of your class with such immaculate grades and your composure throughout this interview has been exemplary... I must say you are well accomplished." Adrianna's face heats up at the praises the older man gives her, his eyes looking at her in professional appreciation rather than the s****l manner other employers had. Elijah Alt, is a tall man with a strong face structure and a strong body to match. His has dark chocolate skin with beautiful light brown eyes and a charming smile. Daresay she might have been tempted by him if she was into guys... "Thank you for your praises, Mr. Alt," she smiles, watching as the man stands up in a snug black suit. "They are well deserved, my dear," he says holding out a hand to her and she takes it rising from her seat, coat and bag in her left hand. "You'll start next week Monday at 8 a.m. sharp... Karen will give you the contract to read over, sign and return in two days." Adrianna thanks him heartily at the news, mentally screaming in glee. She had gotten herself a job at Alt Enterprises, it is a dream come true. This place is one of the top companies in London. Even though she was recommended by a past professor at her old college for the position, she was unsure whether or not she would get the job... and she did. She can't wait to share the news with Professor Dane, she'll be thrilled. "Now there are a few things to keep in mind..." Adrianna listens attentively as Mr. Alt, leads her from the office explaining what will be expected of her as an employee of Alt Enterprises. Soon, he stops at Karen's desk and asks her to get the contract printed before continuing his conversation with Adrianna. She has to admit, he is one of the nicest employers she has met in her five years in London. Here he is actually talking to her when he could've dismissed her once the interview was over and get one of his employees to explain her role to her. "I must say a Masters in Accounting at such a young age is impressive," he continues, his eyes on her face rather than her chest. "Thank you... It wasn't easy. I had to burn that midnight oil many nights but I always had a knack for numbers so it was more like fun to me than studyi—" "Father, you wanted to see m—" A voice interrupts her statement and she turns towards the direction of the voice only to freeze.   Bloody hell, what a man! Adrianna stares at the fine male specimen in front of her, almost drooling. He's ridiculously tall with broad powerful shoulders and a strong, thick physique. His navy blue suit hugs his body in all the right places, leaving her hot and bothered inside as she soaks up the pure testosterone emitting from him. A smooth, chocolate brown complexion with dark, obsidian eyes that seem to stare into her soul and thick, juicy lips that she would love to just sink her teeth in. His hair is low cut and faded and a trimmed goatee and moustache frames those plump lips. Damn... she thinks again... What a man! ...wait! Bloody hell, he's a guy! She's never been attracted to the opposite, not even in the slightest. Why is she attracted to hi-? "Agenis, my boy..." Mr. Alt greets his son with a smile, interrupting her thoughts. "Come meet Miss Carolli...the newest addition to our accounting team." Agenis walks over to them, staring at her and she finds herself fighting the clenching within her stomach. He stops two feet away from them and she shivers, being so close to him has her hormones going haywire. He raises a brow at her, a coy smile playing on his lips as he holds out his hand to her. "Agenis Alt. It's a pleasure to meet you." oh, that knicker soaking voice... Adrianna, somehow, manages to pull herself together and shake his hand, introducing herself with a confident tone. "Adrianna Carolli...and the pleasure is all mine," she smiles sweetly, releasing his hand after two solid shakes. Mr. Alt informs his son about the accomplishments of this fine lady, pretending not to notice how taken Agenis is with her. "Mr. Alt... The contract," Karen says interrupting the conversation, handing an envelope to her boss. "Oh, M-Mr. Alt," she stutters upon seeing Agenis, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear and Adrianna mentally rolls her eyes... this chick. "I didn't see you there." "Karen," he acknowledges before looking at Adrianna. His father hands her the contract before sending her on her way with a few encouraging words and praises. "Thank you, Mr. Alt... I will see you bright and early Monday morning," she smiles before looking at Agenis, her breath hitching. "It was nice meeting you also..." He nods with wetting his lips and Adrianna's core clenches. "Yes, it was, Miss Carolli. I will see you around..."