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"Miss Aria Vance?" the man's voice barked through my speaker before I could even say hello. "My name is Marcus from the human resources division at Blackwood Group."I almost dropped the phone right onto the kitchen table. My heart slammed hard against my ribs. "Yes, this is Aria," I said, forcing my voice to stay steady while my hand trembled."I am calling about your application for the Executive Personal Assistant position to our Chief Executive Officer, Mr. Julian Blackwood," he said. His voice was smooth, sharp, and strictly professional. "You have been shortlisted for a final interview."My mind completely froze. Blackwood Group was the biggest corporate empire in the entire city, led by a ruthless billionaire who destroyed his rivals without a second thought. I had applied weeks ago out of total desperation, even though I knew my poor background, lack of connections, and cheap clothes meant I stood zero chance against elite applicants. After four painful months of constant reje

"Name and business?" the security guard at the front desk demanded, his sharp voice slicing clean through the sudden, blaring sound of the emergency alarm.I swallowed hard, holding my breath as the lobby's backup lights flickered on, casting a dim golden glow over the massive marble floor. I stepped up to the high desk, gripping my document folder tightly against my ribs. "Aria Vance. I am here for an interview for the Executive Personal Assistant position."The guard glanced down at his tablet, his eyes scanning the screen before he tapped a button. The loud alarm cut off as quickly as it had started, leaving behind a heavy silence across the vast lobby. "Seventeenth floor. Use the central elevators," he said, handing me a silver visitor badge. "Head straight to HR."I took the badge with trembling fingers, pinned it to my blazer, and walked toward the bank of central elevators. Around me, dozens of polished employees moved with swift precision, their shoes clicking sharply against

"Miss Aria Collins… you’re next."The words hit me like a splash of ice water, snapping through the thick, suffocating quiet of the executive floor.My heart did a violent, painful flip in my chest. For two long seconds, my legs refused to move, completely frozen by the sudden wave of panic crashing over me. The other remaining candidates turned their heads, staring at me with a mixture of pity and pale relief, glad it was my turn to face the firing squad instead of theirs.I took a sharp, deep breath, forcing my lungs to expand. Slowly, I pushed myself up from the leather chair, smoothing down the front of my cheap black trousers. My knees felt dangerously weak, like soft wax ready to melt beneath my weight, but I forced my feet to step forward onto the plush carpet.The Human Resources officer matched my pace, walking beside me toward the massive dark double doors that stood like the entrance to a fortress. She kept her face completely blank, but right before we reached the polished