chapter 3

As I walked in to the big revolving doors, I noticed there was no one waiting around. everyone was walking from one place to another, trying to get their work done.

"Evita valkov" I turned around and saw a lady looking at me. apparently,she was the receptionist.

"I'm Evita valkov" I said.

"Yes, I know...you are late" she said with a frown , "let's see how long you'll last" she said while handing out a note, with a fake smile plastered on her face. "Thanks" I said nervously. 'What was that all about?'. I looked at the note and it says 50th, 'what the hell is 50th?',50th floor maybe?' i sighed and made my way to the elevator. it's been a long time since j used one. It always reminds me of the fact that I'm an orphan. I don't know how long it will take for me to get over their death but I know it's not anytime soon.I was brought back to reality when the elevator doors opened, and I walked into the most majestic place ever. There was golden lights every where, the floors were sparkling, 'wow' I whispered underneath my breath." Miss Valkov?" A beautiful voice called my name, " you are here for the interview right?" She continued after she was sure she had my attention

"yes" I said. "Where are the rest?" I asked seeing that there was no one else around.

"Oh honey, they all left, I got the job as the secretary and they all refused to work as Mr lockewood's assistant".

"Ohh, where is the interview going to take place?"

"Are you sure you want to...."

"Yes I am" I said interrupting her

"Okay the last door down the hall. Good luck". She said with a small smile

"Thank you"

'Good luck for what?'I thought

I finally reached the black door with k. Lockewood engraved on it. I took a deep breath and heard a cold thick voice say " come in"

I had thought it was in my heard until I heard the voice again

"I have other things to do, miss valkov"

I opened the door and walked into the office, closing the door quietly behind me. The office looked expensive as paintings hung on the with wall, above a make black sofa and behind the man at the desk. He was sitted with his back turned to me.

"Are you just going to stand there?" His cold voice interrupted my thoughts, sending chills down my spine.

"Ah, y...yes, I mean no" I mentally slapped my forehead, took a deep breath and said

"I'm here for the interview as your p.a" I walked over to the desk and took a sit, waiting for him to turn around.

" I didn't ask you to sit" he said after a minute

I stood up immediately and apologized. He finally turned around and I was Faced with the most beautiful man ever, from his chiseled jaw, black hair and blue eyes that are brighter than those ive ever seen in my entire existence,his well toned muscles and....

"Your CV " my thoughts were interrupted once again. I handed it to him while avoiding his gaze. After what felt like hours he finally spoke

" give me one reason why I should hire you" his question came as a surprise to me but I was prepared

"Well, i

"You are not hired" he said interrupting me

" Sorry, what?" I asked in shock

"You heard me" he said coldly

"But I have all it takes you haven't interviewed me yet, I know I'm qualified for the..."

" Leave" he said without taking his eyes off the documents in his hands.

"All right then, I should have known better than to apply to work for someone like you" I stormed off and tried to open the door,to make a "dramatic exit", but the door wouldn't budge. I kept struggling with the door handle until his cold voice stopped me

" Do you know how much that door worth? It worths more than your car" I turned around and stared at him.

"What?" I said utterly shocked. Mr lockewood stood up from his desk and started to approach me with a grave look in his eyes.

'Oh my God,I'm dead, im dead, I'm dead' I said in my mind as my heart started to beat erratically in my chest. What is he going to do to me? What's the worst that could happen right?, The last time I said that,the worst did happen' I continued ranting fast in my head. He was now an inch away from me, what was he trying to do? Is he trying to kiss me like in the movies? Oh my God'.

"Wh... what are you t...trying to do?" I said nervously, sweating profusely.

" Miss valkov, can you explain why you are sweating?, seeing that my office is fully ventilated,with air conditioning too"

I chuckled nevously " I don't..."

"Move out of the way" he said

Ohh right. I gently stepped to the side, 'what was that all about'. The clicking sound of the door interrupted my thoughts, followed by his voice

"Out" he said heading back to his sit

'Wait what does he mean by.....ohh' then it dawned on me, I didn't get the job.