CHAPTER 1

Aanya's POV:

"What do you want me to do, Chester?"

"Come and take care of our father. He took care of us when she left us, he did everything for us." Tears threatened to spill from my eyes but I kept them at bay because I wouldn't give him the satisfaction of making me cry. Even if he is on the other side of the phone. 

"To take care of him we need money and that is what I am trying to do. To get the money I need a job and I have an interview to get that job today." I said in my most patient voice but my brother got the point that he was pissing me off.

"Well, you need to hurry up cuz I am having a party at my friend's house and I need to attend it." He said as if his life depended on that party.

"I will try to be there by 8. Take care." I hung up before he could say anything.

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I am here in front of one of the most famous industries in the world – Rodriguez Industry owned by Evan Rodriguez. Well, he owns more than half of Earkria. A man I wouldn't dare cross paths with but circumstances made me. He is also known as the cruellest, heartless and cold-blooded. Some even say he has his own mafia. He has connections in all the countries and I heard people who work over here walk on eggshells.

I walked through the front doors of one og his sky scrappers and went straight to the reception. I saw a lady, probably in her mid-twenties, in a turtleneck black top and stripe print midi skirt. When I reached the desk she was busy typing away something on her computer.

"Hi, I am here for the interview for the personal assistant." I said and she looked up and looked at my head to toe and said "Hi, my name is Laurine. Take the elevators over there, 35th floor take the right and ask the lady on the desk." I murmured a thank you and went to the elevators, got in and pressed floor 35. I was shocked to know there were 50 floors in this building.

I reached floor 35 and took the right and saw the lady Laurine had mentioned. I went to her and said hi. She looked me up and down, and with a look of annoyance and then she said, pointing towards the left, "To the left and straight you will see a group of people waiting. Wait there for your name to be called." I mumbled a quick thank you, I am still confused as to why she gave me an annoying look when we just met. 

I took the left and went straight and I was shocked to see the amount of people here for the interniew and the dress like they came here for a model audition. Some women were in office clothes and some women wore revealing clothes. Men were all in the best suits they could get. Now I was self-conscious about the way I dressed, I was wearing a white top with a half-sleeve, a pencil skirt that is right above my knees and stockings. There were still about 10-15 people. I stood in a corner and waited for my name to be called. To say I was nervous would probably be an understatement.

"Miss Aanya Grey? " I raised my head to where the my name came from and saw a woman in her early thirties staying there. I stood up and went to her. She told me to follow her and I did. I ended up in front of two-door, she opened one and went in and, taking a deep breathe, I followed her.

The first thing I noticed was the big brown desk but there were only three people sitting there. The one in the middle was facing the windows on the opposite side and the one on his left was writing something down and the one on the right was looking through some papers.

The woman who called me in was sitting at a desk a little bit away from the door. "Are you going to stand there all day or do you want me to layout roses and invite you to sit down? " the man sitting on the left asked which brought my attention back and the guy in the middle turned back.

"Your resume please?" the guy on the right asked me this time and I took a seat and gave it to him. He looked through it and passed it down.

"Hmmm... let's see, no prior experience and you didn't top first from your university. So, why do you think this is a good job for you, Miss Grey? "

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The interview was the tension-filled but I knew I was dead when the first question was asked. Rodriguez Industries always needed high-profile people, people that can stand up to the CEO's expectations, even the appearance you have while appearing in front of staff members and guests and will be evaluated.

The interview didn't last long and now I am on my way around this maze of a building trying to find the exit but obviously, I can't find it and ended up in a very dark but rich room. It looks like an office but it only has countable furniture. A neatly arranged desk in front of an office chair has a window behind it that overlooks the city. A few paintings and some sofa to one corner and another two doors on the other side of the room.

"You don't belong in here!!" There was someone behind me and I didn't hear . He, according to his voice, is so close to her that I can feel his breath on my neck. I turned around and I was sure I hit his face with my hair. I tried to get past him but did not have much space considering two bodyguards are standing right behind him and to be exact one has their gun pointed right at my forehead.

"I- I- I am sorry. I just got lost. I was trying to find my way out but I- I- just got lost. Please let me go."

I turned around to find a blue icy eye staring at me like I am an anomaly on earth. His black hair is neatly gelled back. He has a small but pointed nose and a sharp jawline. I can't look away from his eyes, nothing enchanting in there, rather it is empty, nothing in those eyes.

"I will give you 1 min to get out of this building." He looks to his bodyguards and says "Make sure she gets out"

He got up on the wrong side of the bed.