Inside Job Character Novels & Stories

I Do not want become anyone's burden, and I also don't want to become anyone's puppets . I applied for a job in STONE COMPANY. It has been 2days John go out for his trip. After 10 days I get a reply from them and guess what I get the job. I hide my ture identity that I got married to MR Johnson Robin . I STARTED my job and Mr Stone is a good men. He is jolly minded always creak jokes. Always smile why John is not like him. MR Stone is also attractive but not like JOHN.

Moments later, a car pulled up next to me, and I stepped in. As we drove away, I smiled, reflecting on the interview. My dumb, ditzy Mexican immigrant character worked to perfection. That stupid bitch Jennifer bought the routine hook, line and sinker. I was willing to go with this maid job Isabella suggested with her weird plans till something better came along. I had worked many odd-jobs. Cook, waitress, room service at a hotel, and now maid on contract, giving to me by Isabella. But then her husband walked in.

After three years of blood, sweat, and tears working at Zohart Group, we finally came out on top of the other team, and I finally had a chance at a promotion and a raise. Out of the blue, the company's heir showed up for his first day at work, bringing with him a poor student he had sponsored for years. When I heard the news, I was having a cup of my well-needed coffee in the pantry. I looked outside and saw a group surrounding a strikingly handsome man. He stood in the very middle, nervously distributing gifts.

When it gets too much, I rush to the bathroom to release the tension. For several months, there were days I couldn’t keep up the gay act in front of Zab because I had another mission in Jasper’s company. Even there, I had to pretend to be gay so Jasper’s business rivals wouldn’t suspect me—acting like a flirty, carefree gay guy at work while secretly investigating them. We discovered that a spy sent by competitors was currently inside 𝐑𝐉𝐀𝐙𝐓𝐂. Jasper chose me for the job because this is my specialty. Aside from owning my own company, this is my profession.

I had still landed the dream job, but my hesitation had cost me the housing. Still, I couldn’t spend my whole life depending on Drew. I needed my own path. “Emily!” My boss’s deep voice echoed through the bar. I bit my lip, forcing down the irritation that rose instantly. I turned toward his office, already pasting on a smile. He stood there, tall and broad-shouldered, hands in his pockets, salt-and-pepper hair slightly tousled. “Ahem.” His voice snapped me out of my thoughts. “See something you like, Emily?”

Ivote smiles at Charlie to reassure him and led him in front of where Grey was sitting. After the two sat down, the room was filled with silence. Ivote coughed and looks at Grey to signal him to tell something in which Grey instantly complied to. “Charlie, I can call you that right?” Grey asked while trying to look as kind as possible. Charlie nodded eagerly, trying to impress his future employers. “Of course!” he said. “We have a job for you,” Grey said, getting straight to the point. “What sort of job? Cleaning? Washing the dishes? Preparing the ingredients?” Charlie asks.

’ Panic surges through her from head to toe and she’s starting to feel rather dizzy. This can’t be happening. “Holy shit, ” whispers Emma, one of the intern girls from her unit, behind her. “Is that you?” “Th-This is… this is not… w-we aren’t…” Isabella stutters, turning her head from left to right. “I-I’m just a regular worker here at this company.” “Sure you are,” the guy sneers, exchanging an amused look with his friends standing next to him. “Probably sucked his dick to get hired, huh? No wonder you changed units that fast.”

I say. He blinks once, then slowly starts to smile. “A job?” He chuckles softly, then winces and grips his side. I gasp, immediately leaning forward. “I’m sorry,” I whisper. “I shouldn’t have..." “No, no,” he says, still smiling despite the pain. “You scared me. I thought something horrible happened.” I shake my head quickly. “No. Nothing like that.” He studies me for a moment. “What kind of job?” “I’m… I’m a personal assistant,” I say, voice shaky. “To a CEO. It’s a startup company in Manhattan. They’re just getting off the ground, so it’s not really known yet.”

"You work for him too" "You know what I mean. Yeah I know I also work for him, but I meant being so close to him. You're his personal assistant so you gotta know some things about him apart from work. Is he dating anyone? You know he used to date this woman, Elizabeth Smith…she's a model, and she thinks she's so special. She used to come to the office to see him then…. Urggh… she was the worst." "Hmhmmm" Betty nodded in agreement.

“I had no idea you could clean up this nicely.” “Ouch!” I turned and threw a pillow at June , She caught it effortlessly and tossed it at July. “You didn’t tell us much about this new job,” July said suspiciously. “Is it something illegal?” June asked, narrowing her eyes. “I know we’re broke, but we are not that desperate. What kind of job requires you to change your entire appearance?” I laughed softly while adjusting my glasses. “I already told you. I’m working as a personal assistant for a top company. The salary is incredible, I work eight hours a day, and the office is in the heart of the city. What more do you need to know?”