My first Everything

2. Celebrating with Mandy

Chapter 2. Celebrating with Mandy

Emily

After closing my mouth, quite literally speaking, I watch as the guys leave the company and I rush to make it on time for my interview. Before that, I pass by reception to leave my details and take a quick photo that appears on a sort of ID card that I must wear in a visible place while I am inside the company. In the psychology department, I am greeted by a 32-year-old woman who introduces herself as the assistant. Her name is Chloe Rossell and she tells me to wait a few minutes as they will attend to me shortly. The interviewer is a slightly overweight man in his 50s who seems very kind, and I might think, judging by how he treats the staff, that he is a typical family man with charming kids who is very loving. After reviewing my documents, he asks me why I want to do my internship in this company.

-- mmm -- I think for a moment and I am completely honest with him,

– I'm two semesters away from graduating and it's a requirement from the university to do an internship. Among the companies that are registered to accept interns, Monar Company is the most important in the field of construction and real estate. In fact, the experience I will gain here will be very useful for when I have my own real estate company – I say, and it seems that Mr. Russo liked my answer very much because he informed me that I could start two days later.

-- ¡Woow! I am becoming a woman - I think, I am really proud of myself, and I know that my parents from heaven are too.

I get home and tell my grandmother how happy I am. I received a call from Mandy, who is also happy for having succeeded in her interview. We agree to go celebrate at a bar and decide to meet directly there since we live at opposite ends of the city and the bar is located in the center, in the best area, where the best and most luxurious restaurants, hotels, and all the entertainment and relaxation sites that the city has to offer can be found.

I meet with her at 8pm at the trendiest bar in the area, where we know we can find the hottest, richest, and most popular guys in the country. We enter and settle at a small high table with two stools in the "Angel" area to start our celebration.

This bar has two zones; Angel and Demon. Mandy and I prefer to start in the Angel zone. Haha, I think that name suits me very well. I didn't tell you, but I'm still a virgin, although no one knows it, since in college all the girls had s*x a long time ago. Most of them share their anecdotes as if they were scoring goals in a soccer game. I think my virginity should be a gift for the love of my life, the guy who takes my breath away, who values my love and gives me his. Well, without taboos, I'm a virgin, yes... but I'm not a nun. I read the book 365 and it's really good, much better than the movie they made. Of course, I wouldn't want to be kidnapped and dominated, but the truth is, I would like a man to dream about me one day, doing everything, giving us that hidden pleasure that only two lovers can offer each other. That which leaves you exhausted from love, that which takes you to unimaginable places just by closing your eyes, that which takes your breath away, anyway, you understand…

We ordered a bottle of Champagne with two glasses and, as we used to say before a celebration, let's drink!

Luk

As I leave with my friends, now business partners, I decide to invite them to my private box in the bar that belongs to me and is, by the way, the best in the country. My administrator greets me.

– Good evening, Mr. Monar. Your private room is ready whenever you want to enter – he says, and we head directly to box number 666. I order several bottles of whisky and a lot of ice.

We have a great time chatting and drinking, but suddenly I excuse myself and go out to check the monitors in my main office on the second floor of the bar, this is something I do every time I come on here, but something catches my attention when I'm there: a woman in a blue low-cut dress with a completely exposed back, with legs to die for and an enviable figure, dancing alone on the small dance floor in the center of the bar. When I call Frank, my administrator, he tells me that she arrived with a friend, but her friend left half an hour ago and the lady who stayed was still asking for champagne. Apparently, she was already quite drunk. Although this is a bar, we always keep an eye on anyone who might cause trouble by drinking too much.

So I got up to approach her.

Emily

We are happy and Mandy receives a call from her sister who is having trouble getting into their shared apartment and wants her to bring her the key. She tells me we should leave, but honestly, I'm too happy and tipsy, so I decide to stay. I tell her not to worry and that I'll stay a little longer and then take a totally reliable taxi. We leave together, and I head to the bathroom while she goes outside. When I return to my table, I see a glass with a light blue drink, like the sky, and a note that says

– A piece of heaven for an Angel –

– mmm – I think to myself, look around, but I don't see anyone. I can't make out the handwriting, but I do see an "M" at the end of the note. Maybe Mandy left me this gift; she probably felt bad for leaving and asked for the characteristic drink of this bar, a Piece of Heaven.

I take a sip, and it's really delicious, a flavor of orange, vanilla, and some mint, a taste that I can't quite define, but that is undoubtedly delicious. Of course, after drinking so much Champagne and mixing drinks, my head is spinning, and I end up dancing alone.