You are my slave

Be discreet

Early the next morning Mia got dressed and ready for her interview. She wore her lucky pair of jeans that hugged her long slim legs emphasizing the curve of her thighs and bum. She pulled on the prettiest and classiest blouse she owned, it was a deep pink colour and had little gemstones around the bust area giving detail to the otherwise plain fabric. She then added her brown leather ankle boots and same coloured leather jacket that fitted loosely over her arms and snuggly around waist.

Her makeup was applied lightly and minimalistic, with only a bit of blush and lipstick, nothing more needed as her skin was flawless and free of dark marks. Mia sat by the mirror as she looked at her appearance. Her golden brown hair was tied in a neat braided bun atop her head. Everything was exactly in place. Her lips looked full and plump with the lipstick and the shade perfectly complemented her skin.

With a sigh she turned form the mirror grabbed her handbag and left the apartment. It was still to early for her interview , but she headed out anyway. It has somewhat become a routine for Mia to head out early to the Starbucks around the corner and then to a little church not far away , where she would pray for her brother and to find him soon. This morning however she also included a prayer for herself and that she might get this much-needed employment.

At 7:45 a.m. Mia left the church and went straight to where her interview was to be held, a restaurant by the name of Maria's Italian bistro. As soon as she entered the restaurant she knew it was a popular and exclusive venue. The decor was of the highest quality and the newest fashion, it still had a comfortable and warm atmosphere as you'd expect from any old fashioned Italian grill, but it screamed wealth and fame.

She was seated in a booth in the corner of the beautiful restaurant and told that Mr Jason Mitchell would be with her soon. Being left alone she had a chance to compose herself and breath all the nerves away. Leave it to Emma to get her such a lush job interview, the information of what her job would entitle was still unclear. All she knew was that she was up for the position of head waitress in the fancy restaurant and that it would pay a good salary, so good that she would not need to search for a second job as Emma had put it.

A attractive man with blonde unkempt hair and aqua blue eyes sat across her and brought her back to reality. Exchanging greetings they went on to business straight away. Jason as he insisted she call him had explained what the job entitled and what the exact salary would be. The job itself did not entitle much it was a basic waitering job except she would also be in higher ranking as the other waiters. She would have to manage and supervise the others and still preform her own duties.

This was not a problem for Mia though since as luck would have it she had a similar job in her employment history. Jason had no problem with her being in America on a student visa as most of the employees at the restaurant was also foreigners. Soon the interview came to it's end and Jason said he'd be in touch and they exchanged their contact information. As she was about to leave she stopped by Jason to give her one more peace of information.

"One more thing Mia. This is a very well respected venue. We get a lot of important people who come here and so this job also requires a great deal of discretion. Any information overheard about any customers here is not to be repeated or leaked. Got that?" Jason informed with a serious face. The buoyant and friendly man from minutes before was missing and replaced by a hard and scary one. With a gulp she murmured an agreement and said her goodbyes.

Outside Mia took a deep breath and let out a sigh of relief. It seems she would be getting the job , after that which seemed to be a warning. Walking on she couldn't help but smile at herself. The day seemed to become quite beautiful and full of possibilities.

Back at the restaurant Jason went back to his office and waited. Soon his door opened and in came the tall man with dark hair and tanned skin known to him as his boss, Adam Di'arenas. "What did you think?" Jason asked nervously and looked up at the tall Italian in front of him. "I like her. What's her name again?" the answer came in his deep accent that made all the women swoon. "Amelia Marias." Jason replied dryly.

"Marias? As in Jaun-luc's.... ?" Adam asked when he recognised the name. Jaun-luc a frenchman who had appeared on his radar a few years ago and was now one of his most trusted allies. "Merely a coincidence , I'm sure."Jason's words intruded his train of thought. Banishing the idea that this girl might be related the his friend. He quickly told Jason that he liked the girl for the job and informed him of the meetings that was to be held in the coming month.

As soon as Adam left he scooped his cellphone for his pocket and dialed Jaun-Luc.