In a secluded area of New York, nestled amidst lush greenery, stands a magnificent grand house that exudes an air of elegance and mystery.
The house, a sprawling mansion, is a sight to behold with its intricate architecture, towering columns, and ornate details. Its pristine white exterior contrasts beautifully with the surrounding landscape, creating a captivating visual spectacle.The the sight of the garage, a haven for car enthusiasts would leave one awestruck.The garage was filled with an impressive collection of cars, each one more luxurious and sleek than the last.From classic vintage beauties to modern sports cars, the collection showcased a wide array of automotive marvels.The guards stationed around the property added an element of security and intrigue, dressed in sharp uniforms and maintaining a vigilant watch over the premises.In this overly beautiful house, two men were seen engaged in a heated argument.Or more like the younger one, was nagging the elder looking one."Are you even listening to what I'm saying?!" the younger yelled. "No," the older one replied, his response filled with indifference. "Sébastien!" the younger called out, his frustration evident in his tone."Do repeat what you said earlier, I'm sure I'll hear you again," Sébastien said shamelessly and walked out of the room.The younger one hurriedly trailed behind him. "I said for the last time, you didn't need to create that firm in New York just to attract a girl! That's so crazy! Besides, she ran away and you don't need her!"Sébastien stopped, a smirk on his lips. "She ran away, isn't that a good reason to not let her go?""She dared to leave me at the altar and run away from our own wedding, and you of all people want me to let it slide?" he questioned, turning to look at the man. "You forgot how your old man nagged me for almost a year plus?"The other one let out a deep sigh, his brow furrowed with worry. "I hear you, but what's the game plan now?" he asked as they reached the grand entrance of the house. "How can all these elaborate setup actually help us deal with her?""I'm going to have an interview today," Seb said, "and I'm pretty sure she'll be one of them."Seb stopped as the car door was pulled open for him, he gave the other one a one last glance before saying, "You know, there aren't many job openings here in New York, And if my calculations are correct, she should have moved on from the past by now. We haven't bothered her for two years, so it's likely she's out there looking for a job. And wouldn't you know it, Ash Ventures just happens to be offering exactly what she needs."Seb sighed, frustrated with his brother's behavior. "No more questions, Kiddo. I'll get going," he said as he climbed into the car. The younger man growled, "Don't you dare call me that!" he shouted as the car drove away. Just then, his phone pinged with a new message. He quickly checked it and a coy smile crossed his face. "At least I'm having fun," he murmured, followed by a dark chuckle.......The black Bentley arrived at the garage of the massive Ash Ventures building.The guards graciously opened the door as Sébastien stepped out and made his way into his private elevator.He exuded an air of sophistication and confidence. His brown hair meticulously styled, adding a touch of rugged charm to his handsome features.As he adjusted his suit, his silver eyes sparkled with intelligence. And with every step, he commanded attention, leaving onlookers captivated by his magnetic presence.Their Hot CEO was a sight to behold.It was as if he had stepped out of the pages of a captivating novel, a character brought to life with his striking looks.Seb stopped into his luxurious looking office and settled into his office chair.A young lady in her 20s walked in, dressed to perfection not in a way a secretary should be dressed. Michelle Jackson, with her dirty blonde hair elegantly tied up, showcased her fair neck. The teardrop earring and necklace added a touch of sophistication to her sky blue shirt, while the pencil black skirt and black heels exuded sexiness.But what caught everyone's attention was her undeniable sassiness.She was sexy and hot, the envy of every girl at the office.With the way she was always favored by Seb, everyone thought they both had something in common. Though no one dared to say that out loud.Michelle walked up to Sébastien with a slight smile, but he didn't even give her a glance."What's my schedule today?" he inquired, well aware that he had interviews lined up.Without waiting for her response, he swiftly opened his laptop and gave another instruction."My coffee, now." Seb was focused and in a hurry, but Michelle was always there to handle his requests efficiently. She would always make sure to always appear very serious and dedicated to her job.She quickly rushed out to get his usual black coffee.Knowing that it was the fuel he needed to kickstart his day and function at his best.Michelle swiftly returned with the black coffee and politely offered it to him. With a warm smile, she presented him with the energizing beverage, knowing that it would help him power through his busy day. He accepted the coffee and took a moment to savor the aroma before diving back into his work."Alright, Sir, your schedule for today" She began as she cleared her throat." First up, you have a meeting with Sarah Thompson from the Peace Firm at 10:00 AM.""Reject" Was his firm reply.Mich blinked. 'what?'Did she hear right?The people he said that word to was one of the biggest in New York. How could he?!Seb looked up at her when he didn’t hear her continue, a raised a brow and she almost melted.But immediately she regained her composure."Ahem! Then, at 11:30 AM, you'll be meeting with Mr Micheal"She proceeded and once again, he cut her short.“Reject"What’s wrong with him today?!"After that, you have a lunch break scheduled from 12:30 PM to 1:30 PM. Following the break, you'll be interviewing Lisa Adams at 2:00 PM.""Reject"Boss?!"Lastly, you’re supposed to conduct an interview with 382 candidates today, sir.""I'll do that one. The rest reject them. Let the interview begin"He was quick to respond to that one, leaving her surprised.'I wonder what’s wrong with him today'"Bring in the first candidate" he ordered again when she didn’t move.Seriously what’s her problem.Scar sat among the cluster of nervous candidates, her fingers dancing effortlessly over her phone's screen like nobody’s business.While the room pulsed with tension, she seemed blissfully unaffected, engrossed in a rapid-fire exchange of messages with Nat about her latest online man.'Seriously for goodness sake, I’m having my interview!' She yelled inwards at the disturbance Nat was dropping on her.As she furiously typed away, the other candidates exchanged perplexed glances. They couldn't even fathom how she could remain so composed, seemingly detached from the collective anxiety that could kill them right now.Some even shot disapproving looks her way, silently questioning why she acted stupid.Amidst the heavy tension, Scar couldn't contain her frustration with Nat’s detailed account of that her online guy. She rolled her eyes at her phone, muttering under her breath. Unbeknownst to Scarlett, her eye-roll was the subject of speculation and eye-rolling among her fellow candidat
"You're hired," he said, leaving her speechless. She couldn't believe it. After all the strange questions he had asked during the interview, she never expected to actually get the job."Wait, really?" she blurted out, still trying to process the sudden turn of events.He looked at her, a hint of confusion in his eyes. "Don't you want the job?" he asked, making sure he hadn't misunderstood her reaction.She’d better not dare refuse the job.She quickly shook her head, realizing she had given off the wrong impression. "No, no! I definitely want the job!" she exclaimed, a mix of excitement and relief flooding over her."Then what are you waiting for?" he asked, a frown on his handsome face, "Get started!"She jumped up from her seat, trying her best not to trip over her own excitement. But as she looked at her new boss, she couldn't help but notice a hint of grumpiness beneath that handsome face of his."Sir, what do I do?" she asked, her voice filled with a mix of hesitation and curiosit
Scar couldn't believe her bad luck. She had walked into the office, full of hope and excitement, only to be greeted by a handsome boss who turned out to be a real devil in disguise. Talk about a plot twist.As she looked down at her coffee-stained shirt, she couldn't help but feel a mix of embarrassment and anger. She had thought Seb was kind, but it seemed like his character was as deceiving as his good looks. That handsome face had fooled her big time.Determined to survive this job and show everyone what she was made of, Scarlet set her sights on one goal: getting that "bimbo" Michelle out of the firm. The challenge was on, and Scar wasn't about to back down. It was a battle of wits, and she was ready to fight tooth and nail.But amidst her frustration, she couldn't help but find humor in the situation. She Walked out of the office and chuckled to herself, thinking, "Who knew finding a job would come with a side of drama?"Seb, her once-beloved "Handsome Adonis," had failed her
Finally, the day was over, Scar stepped out of the office building, the weariness evident in her movements. The day had been long, and the weight of exhaustion pressed heavily on her small shoulders. God knew that if killing was illegal, she’d have killed that Damn CEO.The bustling streets of New York City stretched before her as she made her way to the side of the road, the yellow glow of taxi lights painting the asphalt in hues.With a tired sigh, Scar raised her hand, and a taxi glided to a stop in front of her. The driver looked at her expectantly as she slid into the backseat. She told him her address, her voice reflecting the fatigue she felt.The taxi maneuvered through the labyrinth of New York's streets, the cityscape a tapestry of lights and shadows. Scar gazed out of the window, lost in thought as the urban symphony played around her.Finally, the taxi arrived at her destination. Scar paid the fare, swish of bills exchanging hands. As she stepped out onto the familiar s
As the sun peeked through the lacy white curtains, it couldn't resist playing a game of hide-and-seek with a certain beautiful face. The rays of sunshine danced mischievously, trying to land on her nose, but Scar's sleepy expression made it a challenging task.In her dreamy state, Scar stirred like a graceful sloth, her limbs tangled in the bedsheets like a professional contortionist. With one eye half-open, she clumsily reached for her phone, hoping it was still the crack of dawn. But alas, the digital numbers mocked her with their bright red glow, displaying the dreaded time: 9:00 am.A gasp escaped Scar's lips as she realized she had overslept, her heart pounding like a bongo drum. With a swift kick, she launched herself out of bed, her hair looking like a wild bird's nest, and her pajamas looking like they had been attacked by a kitten.In her rush, Scar stumbled over her own feet, performing an impromptu dance routine that would make even the most seasoned ballerina jealous.
Seb sat in his office, his frustration very evident. Tapping his fingers lightly on the desk, his glare intensified with each passing second. Michelle stood as she read his schedule for him.Something his damn Assistant should be doing!Did he make a mistake by employing that girl?!Scar's tardiness on just the second day of her work had ignited a fiery anger within him.As Seb stewed in his irritation, the office door swung open, revealing Scar standing in the doorway. Time seemed to freeze as their eyes locked, and Scar's heart skipped a beat at the intensity of Seb's death glare.He wasted no time in launching into a barrage of questions, his voice laced with irritation and impatience."What do you think you're doing, coming in late on your second day?!" Seb's voice boomed, echoing through the office. "Do you have any idea how important punctuality is in this company? I expect my employees to be professional and reliable!"Michelle smirked, giving her the, 'You're fucked bitch' l
With a nonchalant and tired sigh, Scar continued to read through the schedule, occasionally murmuring under her breath. She couldn't help but feel the displeasure and satisfaction as she saw the long list of commitments Seb had made. On one hand, she was slightly annoyed that he seemed to have little time for anything else. On the other hand, she couldn't deny that he deserved the packed schedule, considering the way he had been treating her.'This is the best punishment for someone like him, he deserves it'As she read through the various meetings, appointments, and events, Scar's thoughts swirled with a little mix of emotions. With a smug smile, she closed the schedule and leaned back in her chair. She stretched her hand and picked up the stubborn client's file and decided to have a little chat with it. Yes, you heard that right, she started talking to the paper as if it could be convinced. "Alright, Mr. Stubborn Client, let's have a heart-to-paper talk, shall we?" Scar said,
Just as she was trying to calm her pounding heart, the rain poured down slowly, drenching her a bit and her body reacting by shivering. The sound of thunder echoed through the darkened streets, adding to her unease. As she walked with hurried steps, desperately seeking shelter, a sudden flash of headlights illuminated her face, momentarily blinding her. She instinctively shielded her eyes, squinting through the rain-soaked strands of her hair.To her surprise, the car came to a halt right in front of her, its engine purring softly. Through the misty windshield, she could make out the silhouette of a man behind the wheel.'Isn't this Boss' car?'She asked herself. The car door opened, and the driver stepped out, holding an umbrella to shield himself from the downpour. He looked at her with concern, his eyes reflecting the faint glow of the streetlights."Hello Miss Oslon," he said, his voice warm and inviting. "The boss asked to give you a ride home. It's raining and there are no tax