Ariana entered the Blackthorn Tower at exactly eight thirty. Her face was sweaty from the panic she was experiencing, and the little makeup she had applied was almost gone.
She ran to the elevator only to realize that she didn’t have the staff card to grant her access so, she rushed back to the receptionist’s desk.
“Good morning! Ariana Blake. I resume work today. I need a card to open the elevator. Please.” She rapped, only stopping to catch her breath when she was done with her sentence.
It was the same receptionist she had met on the day of her interview and from the look on the woman’s face, Ariana could tell that she recognized her.
The brunette looked unimpressed upon hearing that she got the job. She didn’t bother to smile or welcome her to the company. She opened her drawer, r
