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 candidates.They already didn’t like her.If she acted this way, would she even do the job properly?!Or did she think this was a joke?!Just then, Michelle emerged from the office, attempting to maintain an air of professionalism as her eyes darted around in search of that certain Blonde.Just when her eyes fell on Scar, she frowned deeply.'The bimbo is even busy on her phone! How unprofessional'Now the thing is, Mich after seeing Scar in person felt threatened by her incredibly good looks.Though they both had blonde hair, Scar’s looked so much natural.She on the other hand, always added a few color tint here and there to keep the blonde intact.As much as she didn’t like Scar, she couldn’t just send her away. "Scarlett Olson, Mr. Ash is ready to see you," she begrudgingly announced.However, Scar, lost in her messaging world, remained oblivious until someone tapped her on the shoulder. "Scarlett," they said, and she snapped back to reality. "Yes, yes," she replied, quickly finishing her message with a flurry of taps.Mich’s frown deepened.'What an annoying b*tch'"Mr. Ash is ready to see you." She repeated with a look of disdain on her face.'I do wish this bimbo fails'Scar, having a rebellious personality, noticed the glares being directed to her and she wondered if she had offended the woman before her in any way.Or was it women’s instincts of jealousy?'Ha! What a bimbo to get jealous so easily, does she think I came here for seduction? I mean look at what she’s wearing. Compared to mine, I’m so f*cking decent!'The remaining candidates stared at Scarlett in disbelief as she rose to her feet with theatrical poise. She took a deep breath, as if preparing for a grand entrance, before sauntering towards the closed door.'Oh she’s also nervous?'The glare from her fellow candidates intensified.The room fell silent as Scarlett shut the door behind her, leaving the other candidates to exchange bewildered glances....Seb sat comfortably in the office, a mischievous smirk playing on his lips as he perused the file in his hands.The file belonged to none other than his runaway bride, and just as he expected, she indeed came for the job. The mere thought of her presence brought a gleam of anticipation to his eyes.'I can finally see that woman who dared to leave me Sébastien at the alter!'He gritted his teeth at the thought of what happened two years ago.She had made a mockery of him.He could as well just go straight to her and cause her harm just as he always intended to, but what would be the fun in the game if he just did everything hurriedly?It was better to take it slow and then punish her for her stupid decision back then.Just then, the door to the office was pulled open.His eyes flared with anger as he watched her walk through the door.She had just willingly surrendered herself into the lion’s den.What a naive little bunny she was.But then his emotions surged, as he begrudgingly acknowledged how pretty she looked.'She’s beautiful, not withstanding. But too bad, I’m going to break her till she begs for mercy. Her pretty face leads her no where'He cleared his throat, his attention to the woman who had disrupted his peace, he sharply ordered,"Sit down."But as clumsy as she could be, she was lost in her own world of admiration and was blissfully unaware.The moment she stepped through the door and her eyes landing on this so called Mr Ash - whom she assumed was an old man - she couldn’t take her eyes off him.It was a big miracle that she didn’t whistle low in her throat.Hell, she’d loose this interview.But damn he was so fine.wait, when was the last time she saw a man as handsome as this?That was...... yes! Two years ago.Her brother-in-law looked this handsome.Hey, shut up! He is not your brother-in-law, but your nightmare’s brother.She shook her head as if to clear the image of when she had been gagged and stuffed into a car.That was so horrible.Scar had a thing for handsome men, and this one before her, was what the word perfection meant in human form.Her internal monologue continued to race about his undeniable handsomeness —brown hair, grey eyes, small lips, and an overall dashing appearance.In her internal hysteria, she mused, 'Oh my god, I'm in love. Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god.'The prospect of working for such a handsome CEO overwhelmed her, and she daydreamed about what they could both do all day, knowing she had to always be by his side, wether at home or work place.She was such a pervert.While she was lost in dreamland, a certain someone was beginning to loose it.Who spaces out during an interview?!Her reverie abruptly ended when Seb angrily flashed his hand and shot her a glare that cut through her love-struck fog.Startled, she jumped out of her thoughts, realizing she had better pay attention if she wanted any chance at this job - and him."I said sit"She hurriedly sat down, embarrassment written all over her face as she dared not look into his eyes.Sebastian, nursing his anger and thirst for revenge, sat behind his sleek desk with an air of mischief.'How dare she? How dare she space out?! Maybe a little more embarrassment would put her brains together'Seb chuckled to himself at the idea that struck him.Of course he’d give her the job. How else would he take his revenge if he didn’t.But for now, he would make mockery of her and watch her pained.He vowed to keep torturing her until she tasted the bitterness he experienced when she left him at the altar.Even if they didn’t know or love each other, he had invited so many guests that day and all were influential people from Alaska and everywhere around the world.Because of her, he was so greatly embarrassed and to top it all, most of those people still couldn’t let him go without embarrassing him with that talk.Deciding on an unconventional approach, he thought, 'why don’t I make it fun? Weird questions, that's the key. To make her squirm.'Seb faced her, the earlier smirk disappearing from his lips. "Alright, Scarlett. Let's start with a warm-up. " he began "If you were a vegetable, what vegetable would you be?"Eh?Scarlett blinked. Did she mishear him or something.No no she was very sure she heard him say vegetable.'Vegetable? What bullshit vegetable?! Was this an agricultural interview?'giving him a perplexed look, she still went ahead to answer, more like stammered, "Uh, a carrot?"Seb‘s initial smile dropped.He expected her to fail."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
Scar didn’t dare tell Nat of what Seb did to her the other night, she didn’t dare to tell Natalie that, Sebastian had actually sent her out of his car. She was scared that because Natalie is a very wild person she would definitely go to attack Sebastian and that man! that boss of hers was really crazy. "scar, have you had anything to eat?" Scar rolled her eyes and said, "didn’t you just see that I just woke up?"Nat chuckled, she shook her head dramatically at her friends grumpy attitude."ok fine, I will go out now to get you something to eat""Just hurry up already" Scar scolded with an eye roll.Natalie walked out immediately.The moment Natalie left, the smile on Scar’s face disappeared.She hurriedly grabbed her phone to call the company."Hello?" Seb's voice sounded impatient on the other end of the line.Taking a deep breath, Scar mustered all her strength and said, "Boss. It's Miss Olson, I'm calling to ask for a leave. I'm currently at the hospital and won't be able to com