THE INTERVIEW

She had never met the famous billionaire CEO before but she'd seen his pictures severally on the television and in magazines. He even had a section dedicated to him on the tabloids where his weekly activities as the co-CEO of Sheraton Group of Companies were discussed.

His father was the famous Gary Hamilton, who was popular for being among the richest businessmen in the city. Sheraton Group of Companies had grown over the years to surpass even the companies it had come to meet, SkyNet being one of them.

His name was Edmund Hamilton, the billionaire's only son and heir. He had a face that looked like it was carved by angels and a body that looked like it was sculpted by a god. She knew that much because she read his section on the tabloid every week and as she did so, she fantasised about being with him. But she knew it was a pipe dream. 

At twenty-five, Emily Peterson was a little above five feet with a slim, curvy body. Her skin had the exotic look of someone who had been out at the beach more than most. She had silky blonde hair that she often allowed to fall freely on her shoulders. A pair of clear ocean-blue eyes adorned her face.

The gossip blogs said that Edmund liked round, plump ladies. All his exes had been slightly overweight. She was a perfect figure eight, so she did not see him falling for her. She'd imagined meeting him many times and telling him how much she admired him but not even once had she conceived the idea that she would be meeting him for the first time to steal from him.

She did not know much about the document she'd been asked to steal, but she knew that it contained amongst other things, a list of rich clientele and their specific needs. Edmund had bought the document for almost ten million US dollars, an amount her father could not afford because SkyNet was sinking. The information on the document would change SkyNet's fortune and help pull it out of the financial ditch it was in. SkyNet was her future, and Emily Peterson was willing to do anything to save it. 

As she approached The Greenwood Estate, The building that housed Sheraton Group of Companies rose into the sky like a phoenix, beckoning on her to come to it. The skyscraper sat solidly on over two hundred hectares of land, overlooking the entire estate.

Emily brought her car to a slow stop at the driveway and killed the engine. Then, she opened the door and came down from the car. She was smartly dressed in a light pink two-piece Italian suit. Her hair was tied in a bun, making her round, oval face come out fully.

She'd done her makeup carefully and smeared her lips with hot red lipstick. She knew she looked stunning. Edmund would have no choice but to hire her for the job. The front of her blazer was left slightly open, revealing a generous part of her bosom. She'd pictured Edmund's eyes hovering hungrily at the two swelling moulds on her chest while he spoke to her. That would be enough motivation for him to hire her. 

She strode confidently to the door of the main building and met with the receptionist on the ground floor. She introduced herself with a sweet smile and was shown to Edmund's office on the sixth floor of the skyscraper. 

Emily's heart pounded faster as she prepared to enter his office. The nice redhead receptionist left her by the doorway. She had to make the rest of the journey herself. 

She knocked twice on the door and waited for a response. When there was none, she pulled the doorknob and entered. She met face-to-face with Edmund Hamilton. He lifted his eyes slowly to see who had just entered his office. And for a moment, Emily lost her voice and composure.

Seeing his face in real life for the first time, in a word, was thrilling. The world shook and her heart leaped. The moment was breathtaking. Edmund just sat there, staring straight at her, without blinking.

"Well?" Edmund said at last. He had a deep baritone voice. "Aren't you going to have your seat?" 

She'd known he was handsome, but nothing prepared her for this moment. He had the most devastating blue eyes to ever grace a human face. They were the sort of eyes that haunted a girl's dreams.

"You're here for the interview, right?" Edmund asked, narrowing his eyes at her.

"Uhm___Yes. Of course," She stammered. 

She slowly regained her composure and lowered herself to a seat before him. She looked around, taking stock of his office. Edmund's voice drew her attention back to himself. 

"What is your name?" He inquired.

"Gina Parker," She said with a small smile. 

She'd prepared a fake name and forged fake documents to support her claim. Before Edmund ever found out that they were fake, she would have already completed her mission and left him alone. 

"Tell me, Gina Parker," Edmund said, knitting his brows, "What makes you fit to be my personal assistant? And do you have any previous experience at the job?"

Emily's eyes flickered seductively at him.

"My specialties include, among other things, organising and putting things in order. I assume a man of your status needs someone who can keep things in order at his office while he goes about his daily activities."

Edmund was listening with rapt attention, looking genuinely interested. 

"I've had the privilege of working as a personal assistant for two of my former bosses," Emily continued, encouraged by his seemingly interested look, "I only left my last job because I had to pursue my master's degree in school."

Edmund nodded, looking impressed. He gave her a tight-lipped smile and scribbled something down on a book that was lying before him.

Then, he looked up suddenly and said, "Okay, Gina. That will be all. You can leave your CV with me. I'll look at it later and get back to you."

Emily froze, taken completely by surprise by his words. That was it? She didn't have the luxury of time to wait until he got back to her. And what if he didn't? Her father needed the document ASAP. She had to find a way to get it.

She'd not realized just how far gone she was in her thoughts until Edmund called her out of it.

"Is there a problem?" He asked, a skeptical look crossing his face.

Emily's eyes drifted back to him at once. She plastered a flirty smile on her face and ran her hands smoothly on her chin. 

"Uhm___Sir," She said, eying him seductively, "How about I give you another reason why I'm fit for this job?" She winked at him, "What do you say?"

For a moment, it looked like Edmund Hamilton was infuriated by her words. A spark appeared in his eyes, making them look fiery. Emily was beginning to regret the drastic measure she'd taken when something unexpected happened.

He slid his hands underneath the table and pulled out a card from his drawer. Then, he pushed it across to her.

Emily took one look at the card and her eyes lit up. She knew that her plan had worked. She looked up to find Edmund's eyes glued on her.

"See you at 7 pm, Gina," He said with a wistful smile.