Two years later,
In a not so spacious living room and on a pink colored sofa, there sat Natalie, in front of the TV, savoring a delicious burger. Her early morning burger cravings were still going strong, just like old times.Just then, the sound of heels echoed through the house, Natalie's head snapped towards the stairs.Her mouth fell open in disbelief as she laid eyes on Scarlett, her best friend, standing there with her stunning blonde curls and shining blue eyes. The past two years had been tough for Scarlett, but seeing her looking so beautiful in her corporate office outfit brought tears to Natalie's eyes. Scar went from 'damsel in distress' to 'corporate goddess' in just two years!Natalie couldn't believe her eyes! She quickly set aside her beloved burger and stood up, letting out a low whistle of amazement.It was clear that Scarlett's stunning transformation had left her utterly speechless.Natalie's eyes widened in surprise, her hand flying to her mouth as she exclaimed, "No way!"Scar smiled at her friend’s hideous reaction. "How do I look?" She asked with a wink."Wow, girl! You look f*cking and absolutely hot in that outfit!" Nat exclaimed. "And that wink? It’s a room code" she added and gave Scar a hug.Scar giggled and embraced Nat. "You silly”Natalie couldn't contain her excitement as she pulled away from the hug and eagerly sat Scar down on the sofa."Did you think about what I said?" she asked eagerly.Scar nodded with a mischievous smile, "Yep!"Natalie gasped dramatically, her eyes widening. "No way! Are you actually getting a job?!""And the interview is by 9" Scar added as her smile grew wider.Natalie smiled like Christmas came early."When did you start looking for a job, Scar?"Scar shrugged, "a week ago" she said as she took up the left over Burger.'How yummy’"there’s a newly opened firm named Ash ventures. It’s a 30 minutes drive from here and it’s already..." she trailed off as she glanced at the wall clock. "8:12...... what?! 8:12??? I need to go!”She scrambled up to her feet, throwing the burger away.Mat nodded frantically and grabbed Scar’s purse and file, "don’t forget these!" She handed them to her immediately.Scar nodded and took in deep breaths."You’ve got this girlfri....." Nat paused as she felt her phone in her pocket vibrate.Incoming text.She grabbed the phone immediately, totally ignoring her best-friend.Scar who was waiting for more encouragements squinted when she got none, her eyes popped open and fell on Nat who was busily typing away on her phone."Common Nat!" She yelled, giving her an angry look."Sorry baby, you’ve got this”"You ain’t even looking at me, you dumbass!" Scar yelled and almost threw her shoes at the annoying Natalie."Who are you texting again?""Who else, Lucas of course" Natalie replied again with a shrug.She had being texting this unknown guy named Lucas online.Though she hadn’t seen what he looked like, he was such a sweet talker and made her wet, even with words.He made her very happy that she always forgot she had a best friend each time she got a text from Prince Charming.Scar unable to bear the pain, the attention robber had robbed from her, she grabbed her purse and file and stomped out of the house, without a proper goodbye.'Hmph, bitchy best friend!'.....Scarlett frantically waved down a taxi like a Jedi summoning the Force.But oh boy, the taxi driver seemed to have a PhD in Delayology! Scar's patience was tested as they crawled through traffic at the speed of a snail on a leisurely stroll.She couldn't help but curse the universe for conspiring against her interview success. Every time a vehicle dared to hinder her path, she unleashed a barrage of creative insults that would make a sailor blush! But Scar, being the quick-witted girl she was, also found humor in the situation. She made up ridiculous stories about the drivers, like the guy in the yellow car who was probably on a secret mission to deliver pizza to aliens.Finally, after what felt like a century, the taxi arrived at Ash Ventures, and Scar burst out of the car like a superhero on a mission.She begrudgingly paid the driver, muttering under her breath about how this damn New York City had conspired against her on her first day of the interview. With a quick exchange of cash, she hurriedly stormed into the building, muttering to herself about the unfairness of it all.As she stepped into the colossal building, her eyes widened in astonishment. She couldn't believe how massive the firm was, especially considering it had just been established.'The owner must be ridiculously wealthy to have built such an expansive empire in a mere six months'The CEO’s assistant’s position was vacant now, Scar also found herself amongst those vying for the coveted position of CEO's assistant, a role that held immense significance within the company.And if she wasn't mistaken, a staggering 382 candidates were also in the running for that very seat. The competition was fierce, but Scar refused to be deterred.She didn't spend all those years studying business for nothing. She was equipped with the knowledge, skills, and expertise to excel in this role. Her education had prepared her to tackle the challenges and make strategic decisions that will drive the firm's success.And one thing about Scar was, she loved money.It was now or never. She couldn’t just bag such a good degree and waste it in staying home all the time and crying.Natalie said those men would never chase her to New York and with the two years gone, she bet Nat was right.So she could now forget about her parents and begin her life afresh.Whatsoever happened to them, had nothing to do with her.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
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,