FATED MATE OF THE ALPHA

She looked as close to perfection as anyone could imagine. An absolute stunner in a dark red skirt that accentuated her voluptuous hips with a slit at the lower end that reached well into her long thighs. She had on a cream coloured top and left a few buttons unbuttoned, providing just the right tease. 

Her red heel could be heard from a mile away and she tucked her hair neatly in a professional manner but left a few strands to play at the side of her face. Lips bright red and ready to seduce any living thing. 

She was naturally tall, 5'8 but in her heels she was reaching 6ft. Her movement was like a beautiful dance moving in perfect rhythm with each step she made and with a confidence that only a stunning face like hers could provide.

Jasmine Calvin boldly walked into Jason Halem's life, ready to create as much havoc as possible. 

"Good day Miss," the receptionist greeted at the sight of her. 

Jasmine definitely did not look like she was just here to apply for a vacancy, she looked like a boss, an epitome of faking it till you make it. 

In truth she stayed in a little apartment downtown, she was barely able to pay her rent and at 25 she was still hustling for that big break. She graduated with honors with a degree in journalism but loved independence more than working a 9 to 5 job, so she has been on her own, telling only the stories that she wanted to tell. 

That was what landed her in Halem's corporation this fateful Monday. Call it a hunch, but she had a deep feeling that Jason Halem, the town's most eligible bachelor, was hiding a deep secret and she was bent on cracking it open. 

Nothing but good was known about him in the media, he was a clean slate, no scandal, no girlfriend, nothing. He was a mystery and somehow everyone just decided he had no dirt but Jasmine knew better, nobody could be that perfect. 

"Good day…. Claire, I'm here to apply for the Secretary position for Mr Halem," She replied, reading the receptionist's name off her name tag, getting straight to the point as soon as possible. 

Claire the receptionist looked completely nonplussed, never had she seen an applicant look this good! Certainly this young lady was mistaken. 

Yes, this was a billion dollar company, still she didn't peg this exotic beauty as the secretary type. She thought to herself how she would never work a day in her life if she looked the way this gorgeous woman did. 

Claire still had to respond as the woman before her was already starting to look impatient. 

"Oh that's right.. Uh… and what's your name please?" Claire stuttered.

"Jasmine, Jasmine Calvin," she replied with a little smile, slightly revealing her perfect dentition. 

"Okay, hold on for a minute," Claire said, going through her computer system to check for the file. 

Jasmine was trying all she could to hold back her laughter but she was almost at her limit. Watching the cute receptionist get all flustered was the only piece of joy she knew she would experience today. 

She knew how beautiful she was, people always made it so obvious with their bold or sometimes subtle compliments. After a while though the compliments became a bore. 

It was not that she was unhappy because she was beautiful, far from it actually. What irked her was when people saw her as just some pretty face, an object to be admired, when she was way more than that and she has worked throughout her life to prove just that. 

She could not deny the fact though that her face did make a few things somewhat easy for her. You see, people loved to be around her, loved to see her smile and wanted her approval. She just could not see the logic behind their behavior, still she used it all to her advantage. 

"Oh Jasmine Calvin, you did send in your application," the receptionist stated with strong disbelief in her voice. 

Jasmine did not know how to reply to that so she simply nodded. She did not look like your typical Secretary but that was the plan anyways. 

She had learnt a long time ago to use what you have to your utmost advantage and she planned to get the billionaire in the palm of her hand by the end of the day. 

"Okay then, here's your tag, please put it on and go down the hall to your left and take a seat, I'll call for you shortly," Claire, the receptionist told her. 

She found that the girl had finally recovered from the initial surprise and spoke more normally to her. She said a simple thank you and followed her directions. 

As she turned to the left she however was reminded how coveted this position was. About a dozen okay looking girls were already seated, looking extremely nervous but ambitious. 

She expected this much competition at least. He was after all the town's most eligible bachelor. Some of the girls looked like they really came for the job and not just the CEO's handsome face, but the majority looked like all they wanted was a minute with Mr Halem, who could blame them though? 

This just became so much more fun for her. Jasmine was never one to lose a fight and she knew that these girls had nothing on her. Still she didn't let her guard down, she could not lose this opportunity. 

She had to get close to Jason Halem and uncover his deepest darkest secrets at all cost. She had done a thorough research on him and knew everything there was to know about him, which wasn't much by the way. 

It was a puzzle to her how someone as well known as him had so little known about him. He was like a mysterious wonder… but not for long anyway. She was going to get the break of the century selling whatever secrets he was keeping from the public. 

She did not care if people thought she was cruel and heartless. She was looking out for the number one person in her life: herself. Nobody else mattered, she had no one and she was fine with that.

What she wasn't fine with was the time she had to wait to finally get her interview. Mr Harlem clearly liked to be "thorough", judging from the amount of time he spent on each interview.  

It didn't help that she was the last person on call but she was a little reassured by the look of sincere sympathy from the receptionist. 

Well I don't need your pity Claire! I need you to tell your boss to hurry up. She groaned. 

However she couldn't blame her, it wasn't up to her how long the interview took. The only person responsible for all this was Jason Halem. 

After the long wait she was finally ushered into his office for the interview. 

About time, don't you think? 

Claire led the way, knocked gently on the door and let her in. 

The only person in the room whom she guessed was Jason had his back to her as he stared at the view of similar looking beautiful tall buildings. 

The office was magnificently built. She gasped a little at the extravagant display of wealth. The room was extremely spacious, definitely not her type in the slightest. Even the floor looked expensive. The office had a dark theme as expected from someone so covert about his life. 

She had barely walked two steps into the office when she heard the most beautiful voice ever speak to her. 

"Miss Jasmine, please have a seat," he basically commanded her. 

He still had his back to her and although that act seemed condescending, she still could not get over his voice ringing in her ears. 

His voice was deep and steady, but at the same time it seemed enticing. She could not really put a feeling to it but it made her want to listen to him talk all day and all night long. 

Snap out of it Jasmine! You can't lose focus! Not now. 

"Thank you Mr Halem," she said, trying to sound as polite as possible. 

Now he finally turned towards her and she concluded that his pictures certainly did not do him any justice. Before her was the most handsome being she had ever seen in her entire life. 

However he was more than just beauty, he was insanely attractive, beyond words could describe. He had dark hair that was long enough to be sleek on his head but short enough that he looked professional. 

His eyes were the deepest golden colour she had ever seen. He had a full lip that was perfectly heart shaped and a jaw so chiseled that it could actually break ice into two. 

She was stunned. He was a stunning man and he looked at her like he wanted to devour her right there right now and strangely something in her wanted him to.