Lust or Love

Chapter 8

Evie’s POV

As I wakes slowly back to just hotel, the rain let up. I tried to brush off the disaster interview that just took place, it was a bit silly of me not to properly prepare myself and I’m not sure why I thought I should lower my skill set to an assistant.

I then came across a technology shop, I still needed to buy a laptop and graphics pad if I was seriously going to stay here for a while.

So in I went, just over one thousand pounds later, I left with the two items I needed most. I then headed back to my hotel room and as I did, my heart almost stopped.. there he was..

Charlie

Getting out the back of an SUV. Breathtakingly handsome in his suit, jet black hair and muscular body. I must have stood looking like an i***t schoolgirl crushing over a teacher!

Then the green eyed monster came out from within me as I watched a stunning, leggy blonde reach out and hold onto Charlie’s arm as they walked into the building. Without thinking, I crossed the road and entered the same building, looking around, I couldn’t see where Charlie had gone. Rolling my eyes and sighing, I turned to leave, before I was met with a largely built security officer “excuse me, can I help you?” He asked as he looked me up and down in somewhat uncertainty. “No, I was looking for someone but I couldn’t see which way they went” as I shook my head. “Mr Dunn?” He asked, noticing my expression, he pointed to the lifts “top floor for his office” he said. Smiling and thanking the officer, I headed towards the lifts. Once in, I pressed the 12th floor and attempted to make myself look slightly more appealing.

** ding **

I stepped out and breathed in a beautiful honey and almond scent, which made me feel like I was at home. The interior here was unbelievable, I could only dream of having a space like this.

As I took a few more steps, I was met with a very pretty and innocent looking assistant with the name Wendy on her desk.

“Hello, do you have an appointment?” She asked with a slight frown that hid behind she square glasses. “Hi, uh no I don’t, but I was wondering if Charlie was available?” I asked back hesitantly.

“I’m sorry, Mr Dunn is in a meeting presently and if you have no appointment, you cannot wait as he is particularly busy.” She said before standing up in an attempt to get me to leave. “Oh ok, would you please tell him that I stopped by, my name is Ev..” I trailed off as I was too busy listening in on what I thought was pleasurable moaning coming from behind a closed door. I looked back at Wendy, who seemed slightly uncomfortable, “your name is?” She asked as I shook my head “never mind” and with that I left quickly.

Speed walking back to my hotel, I couldn’t get I’ve the fact that I had just heard Charlie and that slut, having s*x in an office… who does that? Just yesterday we were together! Stupid Evie, I knew I was just another number to him! I felt dirty and used, even though last night, I didn’t care in the slightest. The best thing I can do now is to forget about him. “Charlie Dunn, who?!” I said out loud forcing my brain to take note.

I have been in London now for almost 3 weeks, I had visited most of the tourists attractions, received my divorce papers (which I signed and sent back the same day), made my portfolio bigger and better along with designs that I had implemented for my own company, applied at a few companies as I hadn’t heard from Benchmark Designs and had started to look for a small flat to rent as I felt that I had now overstayed my welcome at the Premier Inn.

I like London, the vibe it gives. It’s calmer than Chicago but still busy. I don’t miss home. I had heard nothing from David, Darla or the CFD and I was quite relieved as it meant I didn’t have to face reality anytime soon.

I’d also not seen or heard anything from Charlie, I tried to not let that get to me though.

I decided to do a Google search on him.. regretting it instantly - he, of course, was a billionaire. A young, hot bachelor that all the women drooled over but with no signs of him having a girlfriend or settling down. There were pictures of him at different events or restaurants, each had a different girl dangled on his arm. A tiny hint of jealousy brewed within me, how I hoped it was me on his arm, me that he was taking to bed every night, his lips on mine, his warm touch on my skin and his fingers tugging on my hair again.

“Get yourself together Evie!!” I said slapping my cheeks and shaking this fantasy out of my head.

My phone started to vibrate, frowning at it before answering “Hello?”

“Hello, may I please speak to Evie Evans?” Said the voice on the other end. “Hi, speaking..” I replied. “Oh good, hello Miss Evans. I’m calling from Benchmark Designs. I am pleased to let you know that you have been accepted for the role of Assistant to Creative Design Lead. I will need you to make your way to the address I will send you, so that we may discuss expectations in person and sign your contract. Please be here by 11:30am sharp.” And before I could say anything back, she was gone.

This time round, I was going to make sure that I looked the part. I wore a pink blush pant suit with a black shirt, black shoes, paid with golden accessories. I curled my hair into loose waves and wore minimal make up. After one last look in the mirror, nodding to myself in approval, I grabbed my bag and left. When I arrived at the building, it looked vaguely familiar from the outside. I made my way in and realised that Charlie’s office is on the 12th floor. Panic set in me as I didn’t want to bump into him, I flustered around attempting to look at the message I was sent on which floor to go to before I was met by a stern and serious looking man.

“Can I help you?” He asked, “yes I am looking for Benchmark Designs?” I replied. Pointing towards the lifts, he said “take the lifts to the 9th floor.” before walking away.

I walked quickly and let of a sigh of relief once I was in the lifts, but just as the doors were closing, a hand stopped them. As the doors opened again, there stood Charlie looking down at his phone. He stepped in without looking up and pressed the button ‘12’. Hoping that he wouldn’t realise I was stood here, I held my breath and didn’t move an inch. I was watching the numbers rise as we went up floor levels ‘1, 2, 3’ *ding* someone got on. ‘4,

5’ *ding* that same person got off and someone else stepped in.

“Good morning Mr Dunn, nice to see you today.” Smiled a pretty brunette in a dress that was way too short to be appropriate for work “I must say, last night was out of this world” she gushed whilst touching his arm. I had to bite the inside of my cheek to stop myself from calling her a slut, in reality, I was no better; I let Charlie take me and threw my 3 month rule out the window of the plane! All Charlie replied was “hmm” which gave me a slight sense of satisfaction.

*ding* I looked up as the door opened nothing we were on floor level 9. “Excuse me” I said as I manoeuvred around Charlie and this slut, brushing pass Charlie and out the doors quickly, I looked back out of curiosity, he looked up and confusion ran over his face for a split second. He took a step forward towards me as the doors started to close but the brunette grabbed his arm, causing him to stop in his tracks.