Giselle's POV :
My alarm rang disturbing my sleep. I cursed the alarm and got up. I saw the date on the calender and finally, I saw it was the day for my interview at Armanio Enterprises.
I brushed my teeth, took a shower, all that boring stuff. I dressed up in the outfit I picked out for the day, put in some pearls in my ears, slipped on my shoes, took my purse, locked my apartment and got in my car.
Armanio Enterprises wasn't that far from my home, so I reached there in 15 minutes. I sat in my car for a few minutes to collect my cool and got out of my car.
Okay, breathe in, breathe out Giselle. You can do this! Imagine that this is your high school part-time job and go with the flow.
I looked up and my nerves began building up once again. The building was practically a SKYSCRAPER! It's now or never. I took out my mini mirror from my hand bag and checked my appearance. My raven hair was in a sleek ponytail. My light pink lip gloss wasn't smudged anywhere. My light pink button up shirt was perfectly tucked in my black pencil skirt.
Last but not least, my green eyes had their usual shine in them. It was a miracle that my lip gloss hadn't smudged after doing what I did...... I indulged in a few donuts, I can't help it when I'm nervous. I have an advantage that I never get wider no matter how much I eat.
I checked my stilettos for any smudges and stepped out of my car. I took a deep breath and walked into the office building.
It was so classy inside. You could see your own reflection in the white marble tiles. There were leather chairs against the walls. I walked up to the receptionist and gave her a smile, which she returned.
She asked me, "How may I help you?"
"Giselle Marcello. I'm here for an interview."
She skimmed through her computer and told me to go to the top most floor. She even wished me luck. I went inside the elevator and clicked on the button number 70. The top most floor.
I waited patiently for the elevator to reach there. When I stepped out of the elevator, a warm homey feeling enveloped me. There was a great view from here and the flooring was made of some rich coffee carpet. My nerves eased a little. The air conditioning eased my nerves a bit. Who am I kidding? It eased my nerves a lot.
I knocked the door with my fist and there was an immediate reply. I entered the room and it was nothing like I expected. There was a beautiful view of the city with blue lights above the clear glass.
I expected a tall, handsome guy to be seated in the chair in front of me. Too much Wattpad. But, instead I saw a fifty-ish year old man with a hint of amusement in his eyes. He seemed very friendly, but you know the saying, 'Don't judge a book by its cover.'
He had greying hair at his sides, other than that, he looked like a fit guy.
"Please take a seat Ms. Marcello." He spoke in a gruff voice.
When I was seated, I noticed the presence of someone else in the room. He was literally a giant. He was so freaking tall, not wide, but muscular and his black hair was tousled. His back was facing me, so I can't describe him more than that. Anyways, I already have a boyfriend.
But then again, I'm just looking at him, nothing else. He was in a fitted suit. Probably Armani.
"Ah, I see you've noticed my son there."
"Yes sir. He's quite the giant if I say so myself."
Poor Mr. Armanio almost choked on his water. He cleaned the water on his mouth with a handkerchief and said, "Well, that was blunt."
Just then, the giant turned around and glared at me. He had ocean blue eyes, a stubble, a sharp jaw, perfectly thick arched eyebrows and a straight sharp nose. I had to give him credit for his looks, but he didn't faze me. Well, maybe a little. Okay let's be honest. He looks like a Greek God.
"WHAT did you call me you little maggot?!"
"I recall calling you a giant Jr. Mr. Armanio."
"WHAT?!" He came closer to my chair. He looks like he's going to kill me. He glared right at me and I was leaning back in the chair as far as I could.
"Well, your father is Mr. Armanio. If I called you Mr. Armanio too, you both would get confused, so I'm calling you Jr. Mr. Armanio."
"Save your crap for later. Dad, please don't hire her." With that he left.
I didn't show my anger out and turned to face Mr. Armanio.
"I'm so sorry Mr. Armanio, if I offended you in any way."
"Oh not at all dear. His mother pampers him way too much." He chuckled at the thought of his wife.
"Me? Well, no matter how much I keep him in line, he keeps coming out." I chuckled at the thought of that.
"So let's being with the interview, now shall we?"
He checked my resumè for about ten minutes and asked me a few questions.
It was time for the last question.
"What's your relationship status? This is a personal question, you don't have to answer it, but I'm asking you this to make sure you don't involve your love life with your work life."
"No problem sir. I only dated one guy who is my boyfriend of two years, Travis Crey. Don't worry about that sir. He lives in another state. We don't see much of eachother, but we talk at night and we visit eachother whenever possible." I gave a smile at the end.
He gave me a huge welcoming smile and gave his hand for me to shake. "Welcome to Armanio Enterprises."
Giselle's POV :"OH MY GOSH! Are you serious sir??""Yes I am dear. Your work starts from tomorrow.""Thanks a lot sir. I will try my best to fulfil my duties as your personal assistant.""I'm sorry but you won't be working as my personal assistant. You'll be working for Alvador, my son. I actually live with my other son in London who handles the company there.""Oh!"I thanked him once again. Before I left, he patted my head and wished me luck for dealing with his son, who apparently has anger issues.When I reached the ground floor, I gave the receptionist a thumbs up which she also returned with a huge grin. I saw Mr. Giant at the entrance and smirked. His father had hired me. I could see his anger bubbling.Just as I was about to walk out, I tripped over something and I would've fell face flat if I hadn't bala
Giselle's POV :I knocked on the door to get my files. I heard a 'come in'. I entered the room. I stayed rooted on the spot for 5 seconds, uttered an apology and slammed the door shut.Such a shameless guy! He had a girl on his lap, they were hugging eachother and they broke from their kiss when I went inside. Internal gag!I was leaning against the door and catching my breath to get rid of the horrid memory. Suddenly, I could feel myself falling back. Someone opened the door! Great! Just as I thought I was about to fall and crash, I fell on something hard. My back was on someone!That someone was holding my hips so I don't exert anymore weight. I turned around and of course, it was none other than Alvador who I fell on top of.I heard him say, "You can go now Sarah.""Ugh! It's Sierra for the hundredth time!" She stomped her foot.
Giselle's POV :When we entered the room, it was empty. Mr. Armanio was setting up the projector for his presentation. I was setting up the table."Go and get me my charts. I forgot them. Be back soon.""Yes sir."I went out of the room. I decided to make a quick stop to the washroom. After I fixed my appearance, I noticed that my hair was all over the place, I decided to comb it back into place. I got out of the washroom with a bunch of charts in my hand. I had to struggle to open the door knob, but I eventually did and all eyes were on me. This is so embarrassing. I blushed and put the charts in their designated places.I took a seat next to a man which was empty. All of the men had already arrived, so I took up that chair. Mr. Armanio started, "Good afternoon gentlemen......."I was keenly listening to his words and taking down notes. When Mr.
Giselle's POV :I put an annoyed expression and continued my conversation with Travis."Nothing much." He replied"It's unusual for you to call me. I'm always the one who calls.""What are you implying?""Nothing, I'm just stating facts Travis. I guess the truths are always bitter.""Oh yeah? My truths are bitter huh? Like you don't have bitter truths.""What bitter truths do I have? I told you everything honestly. Why are we even arguing over the phone?""Well, I'm not near you so god knows what you're doing with that boss of yours."I gasped, "You did NOT just accuse me.""Oh I did.""YOU JERK! How dare you? After all the years we've known eachother, this is the question you ask me?""Yeah.""Yeah? I don't need to explain anythi
Giselle's POV :Before I knew it, I stood in the centre of the dance floor and danced to my heart's content. I didn't know I was attracting a crowd. I didn't even feel that drunk, I just felt like dancing and that's what I was doing.The next thing I know, I was dancing on a table! I was shaking my head from side to side and my hair was following suit. I even pulled out my hair tie. I could hear Natalie telling me to get off, but I had all this pent up energy inside me that I just had to release.I was getting cat calls and wolf whistles which added more to my excitement. As I started to do some tricks, I could feel someone lifting me off the table. I was being flung over someone's shoulder.I started screaming and pounding the guy's back. "PUT ME DOWN YOU IMBECILE!"I screamed harder until I was placed in a car. The car door locked and I finally saw my kidnapper
Giselle's POV :I was cut off by.....his hand. His face was so close to mine and his blue eyes were directly staring into mine with so much intensity. My heart was rapidly beating in my chest.Now, I could see his face even more clearly. From his perfectly shaped thick black eyebrows to his perfectly sculpted nose to his perfectly shaped lips to his light stubble to his strong sharp jaw. I had to give him credit for his looks, but that doesn't faze me. My vision was still hazy, but I can make out my words. I blinked several times when his lips came closer to my ear."Next time you don't shut up, it won't be my hand that cuts you off, it'll be my mouth. Verbally or physically..."What? He got me out of the car and ushered me into his house. It was like the typical billionare house. I guess he's the only one who lives here.He went into his office and got out some f
Giselle's POV :As I started working on my third file out of seven, my boss showed up. I ignored him and continued with my files. I thought he left, but then a shadow loomed over me. I looked up and he was FURIOUS! Uh oh! What did I do now?He slammed his hand on my desk and barked, "In my office. NOW!"I got up and followed him. He threw a newspaper at my face."Open page 7."I opened it."So what? How is this related to me?""It's you in that picture isn't it?"I looked at the small picture and saw a woman in a black dress similar to mine kissing a guy. The headlines wrote, "Is it just the Sun, or is it getting hot in the Nightclub?"Oh my gosh! The media had to post this in the paper? If they're running out of articles, they can just give me a call. Who writes this about clubs? Come on! It's a
Giselle's POV :My heart stopped beating.....when I saw my favourite ice cream stall!! I immediately told the taxi driver to stop and gave him the fare.I hopped out of the taxi and practically ran to the stall. They sell the BEST mango ice cream here. I ordered my mango ice cream and started devouring it like a monster. I missed this so much.I was strolling and that's when I spotted the familiar blonde quiff, grey eyes and black eyebrows. TRAVIS! I ran till I reached him. I thought of jumping on him, but that's when I saw Tulia beside him. They hadn't noticed me yet.Travis was smiling brightly at Tulia. She gave him a peck on his lips, and he didn't even protest! The cheating jerk. You would expect my ice cream to fall down, but I'm not going to let that happen. No way am I going to waste my ice cream on this good for nothing, cheating, jerk.I walked clo