Her Dark Obsession

Bianca's POV

"Oh no, no, no!"

I crashed to the cold marble floor with a loud thud, my resume folder exploding open and sending papers flying everywhere like white birds trying to escape. My face burned hot with embarrassment as I watched my carefully organized documents scatter across the gleaming lobby of Luxe Noir Fashion House.

How did I even get here? Just twenty minutes ago, I was standing outside the most beautiful building I had ever seen in my life, trying to work up the courage to walk through those intimidating glass doors. The black and gold towers reached so high into the sky that I had to bend my neck all the way back just to see the top.

This was my last chance to save my mother Elena. She was dying in a hospital bed while kidney failure slowly killed her, and I had no money left for treatment. This job interview was the only hope I had left in the world.

I had pushed through the heavy doors and stepped into what felt like a palace. The lobby sparkled with marble floors so shiny I could see my reflection staring back at me. Crystal lights hung from the ceiling like frozen stars. Everywhere I looked, the most beautiful people I had ever seen walked past wearing clothes that probably cost more than my family made in six months.

Models with legs that went on forever strutted through the space like they owned the earth. Photographers followed them around, cameras clicking constantly like hungry insects. Fashion assistants rushed past carrying bags and coffee cups, their high heels making music on the marble floors.

I felt so out of place in my simple black dress and borrowed shoes. Everyone here looked like they belonged in magazines, while I looked like I belonged behind a grocery store counter.

That was when disaster struck. A tall model in a flowing dress came rushing past without looking where she was going. She slammed right into me with the force of a small truck, sending me flying backward through the air.

Now here I was, sprawled on the floor like a broken doll, watching my future blow away with the scattered papers. A security guard stepped right on my recommendation letter with his big black boot, leaving a dirty mark on the white paper.

"Watch where you walk next time!" the model snapped at me in some foreign accent, then kept walking like nothing had happened.

I scrambled to my hands and knees, frantically grabbing my papers while tears burned behind my eyes. Hundreds of perfect people stepped around me like I was invisible trash. Nobody helped. Nobody even looked down at me.

"God, is this how terrible it will be to work here?" I whispered to myself, stuffing the wrinkled papers back into my folder.

I stood up on shaking legs and walked to the reception desk where a woman with perfect makeup stared at me like I was something disgusting she had found on her shoe.

"I am here to see Miss Anna Adams for an interview," I said, trying to sound confident when I felt like crying.

The receptionist looked me up and down slowly, clearly judging my simple outfit and messy appearance. "Top floor. Only door up there. You cannot miss it."

The elevator ride felt like it lasted forever. When the doors opened, I stepped into a hallway that looked like it belonged in a royal palace. Beautiful paintings covered the walls, and fresh red roses sat in crystal vases on marble tables.

At the end of the hall stood a massive wooden door with golden handles that gleamed under the lights. I knocked softly, but nobody answered. I knocked harder.

"Come in," called a voice from inside.

I turned the handle and stepped into what I thought would be a normal office. Instead, my mouth fell open and my resume folder slipped from my fingers, hitting the floor with a soft sound.

A blonde woman lay on a black leather table in the center of the room, wearing only a lace bra and matching panties. Her arms were stretched above her head and her long hair fell over the table edge like liquid gold. Standing over her was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen in my entire life.

The woman examining the model had dark hair pulled back perfectly, showing off a face that looked like it belonged on magazine covers. She wore a crisp white shirt and black skirt that hugged her body in all the right places. Her movements were slow and careful as she studied the nearly naked model, writing notes on a tablet.

"I... I guess this is really bad timing," I stammered, unable to look away from the strange scene.

The beautiful woman did not look up right away. She made one more note on her tablet, then waved her hand at the model.

"You can go, Sarah. We finish tomorrow."

The model quickly grabbed her clothes and ran out through a side door. Now I was alone with the most gorgeous woman I had ever seen, and I could not think of a single word to say.

When she finally turned around to look at me, I felt my whole world stop spinning.

Anna Adams was like a goddess made of fire and ice. Her skin was perfect and smooth like the most expensive silk. Her lips were painted deep red like fresh roses. But her eyes were what made me forget how to breathe - dark brown and so deep they seemed to see straight into my heart.

"If you leave now," Anna said, her voice like warm honey mixed with cold steel, "you will regret it for the rest of your life."

I stood there with my mouth hanging open like a fish, trying to understand what was happening to me. This was supposed to be a simple job interview. I expected questions about typing and filing, not walking into something that looked like a scene from movies I was too shy to watch.

Anna started walking toward me like a lion stalking a deer. Each step made my heart beat faster and louder in my chest. I had never been near such powerful beauty before, and I did not know what to do with all the crazy feelings exploding inside my body.

When she got close enough, I could smell her perfume - something expensive that made my head feel dizzy and light. Anna reached out and touched my chin with one finger, forcing me to look up into those dangerous dark eyes.

The second her skin touched mine, I felt ice-cold lightning shoot down my back. My whole body caught fire and froze at the same time. Every part of me came alive in ways I had never felt before, not even when Sebastian used to kiss me.

Anna moved closer until I could feel heat coming from her body. She leaned in and breathed deeply near my neck like she was smelling the most beautiful flower in the world. The feeling made my whole body shake and my legs feel like they might give out completely.

I got lost in a dream I did not understand. In my mind, I was melting into her strong arms, being held and protected by this powerful woman who seemed to control everything around her. I imagined what it would feel like to belong to someone so beautiful and dangerous.

Then reality crashed back into me like cold water, and I snapped out of my fantasy with a loud gasp.

"You are?" Anna asked, her whisper somehow louder than shouting.

"Y-yes, my... my name is B-Bianca Richardson," I stuttered so badly I could barely get the words out. "I c-came here for the... the personal assistant job. I have my... my qualifications."

Anna watched me trembling like a leaf in a storm, and I could see in her eyes that she was enjoying my fear and innocence. She looked like a predator who had found the perfect prey, and it both terrified and excited me in ways I could not understand.

"And here... here is my resume," I managed to say, my whole body shaking as I bent down to pick up my fallen folder.

When I handed it to her, our fingers touched and sent another wave of that strange fire through my body. Anna noticed how badly my hands were shaking and smiled like she was planning something wicked.

Anna took my resume and looked through it slowly, her dark eyes reading each page like she was studying something she wanted to buy. When she finished, she stared directly into my eyes with such intensity that I felt like I was being pulled into a deep, dark ocean with no way to swim back to shore.

The moment our eyes met and held, I felt something warm and wet between my legs, like my body was responding to her in ways my brain could not understand. This had never happened with Sebastian or any man I had ever been with. This was completely new and scary and thrilling all at once.

Anna stepped closer until I could see tiny gold flecks in her brown eyes. She reached out and placed her warm hand on my cold cheek, her touch both gentle and possessive like she was claiming me as her property.

"Something is missing," Anna said softly, her thumb moving along my jaw in a way that made me want to close my eyes and lean into her touch.

"Y-yes, yes, I know I do not have much... much experience," I rushed to explain, words tumbling out of my mouth like water from a broken dam. "I just graduated and I know my... my background is not perfect, but I believe I will be really good for this job because I am willing to learn and work so hard and—"

Anna placed one finger softly against my trembling lips, stopping my nervous babbling. The touch felt like electricity shooting straight through my mouth to every part of my body. I stared into her eyes, completely hypnotized and unable to move or think about anything except how beautiful she was.

Anna noticed how this simple touch made me shake even harder, and her smile grew dangerous. She was clearly enjoying having this much control over someone so innocent and pure, and I could see in her eyes that she was already planning what to do with me.

Anna leaned in until our faces were only inches apart. Her warm breath touched my skin as those dark, dangerous eyes held me prisoner. Her smile told me she knew exactly what she was doing to my trembling body and racing heart.

"Kiss me."