Chapter Two
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"I didn't get it 'cause I know you would reject me anyway," she answered frankly.
He leaned back, crossing his arms in front of his chest. "Reject you? Why would we?"
"You said you have two reasons already.i can give you maybe three or four more. But I know you are busy maybe for the better, you can reject me now so I can go home and shorten the list of applicants so you could get to your lunch."
A mischievous smile brought upon his drop-dead handsomely face showed off his honey eyes even more with a twinkle.
Slowly he said "What if I told you that ... You are hired."
Her incredulously staring gave her away. He has to be joking.
"Is this kind of a game to you?" Dumbfounded she questioned.
"What game? You apply for a job and we hired you." Shrugging.
She stands up stomping the ground. "Okay. Then I resign".
" Umm.." Scratching his newly shaved chin. She knew better. He is faking thinking. He is trying to look for another road. She didn't sign any contract. If she went bye-bye no one could sue her. She can storm out right now but she can't cause her aunt is right there. Ahe would know that she was the one who blows the things up. All she wants to go out through this door now politically.
"Quinn..." that draws her attention back.
He continued." I recognize the surname. Clary Quinn... related to you?".
Of course, he knew her aunt. She works in HRD. He is the one of is performing the interview he must know her.
"Oh. I am right then. Her little girl still in high school so I guess you are her niece?... she pushed you to take the interview forcefully. Am I right? " He tried to hide his devilish smirk but failed worthily.
Dramatically he resumed "Tsk tsk... I am sure she would be devastated when I tell her what happened.". Shook his head. What a drama king he is.
"What do you want? Money? Sorry... There's none. Okay, What if I gave you a bj? No, I have a better idea. let's have sex."
Yes, she is throwing her self in hell. she will make the tables turn. If he molested her she will scream. Her aunt will hear her for sure or Now he will throw her out. Maybe tell the guards to never let her in one more time. Or that what she thought.
She stood up. pretending, starting to zip down her jeans. When she didn't hear a word from him, She gave him an up glance but what she found astonished her.
Amusement, mischievousness, playfulness.
He wanted to play. He loved the game.
He must be joking. He can't be interested in her. Omg, he is a pervert. Taking advantage of her. Maybe he will threaten her too. If she screams Clary will hear her for sure. f**k! What if the room is soundproof.
"Why did you stop? Keep going!”
He stood up too. Taking off his suit jacket. "Wasn't this your offer? let's have sex."
Fuck!
Step after step, he came closer. Like a greek statue, she was frozen. The intensity of his eyes trembling her inside. Freezing her outside. hypnotized her. Yes, that's how she would describe it.
Now, there was an inch or two separating them. He reached her, revelating her hidden face by bringing the hair she had been placing over her face behind her ear. Yet her short curly mop reflected her personality, disobeying him by falling off again which made her earn a soft chuckle from him. cupping her cheeks. He stared directly at her dazzled brown orbs.
"Baby .. Believe me, I was bored out of my mind. And you came here to play a game and I was dying to play so You are mine today."
She wondered how his voice was soft yet authoritative.
"Let's go home."
Sorry, what? Home!
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