Chapter Six

Michael's POV :)

I sat in the boring interview room wherein an interview for my secretary was held as I had fired the previous one. I only paid attention to the first few people that started and I got bored listening to them reply to questions the same way like a cassette on repeat. I left the rest to the panel of interviewers and turned my chair to back them, facing the glass window that viewed into the city. The city view was more interesting than the people that came to apply for the spot. Normally I wouldn't be here but dad had sternly instructed that I always partook in stuff that directly affects me and should never blindly trust people no matter how close they were to me or their competency, so I had to be here as the obedient son I was. I was now viewing stocks on my phone when i heard a sultry voice introduce herself. Hmmm a vixen...but I still didn't turn focused on the rise and fall on my phone. I couldn't help overhearing though.

"Why did you apply for the secretarial position" Mrs Vivian, dads secretary asked. She was a woman in her fifties who would soon retire and she wore those thick glasses. Whenever she focused on you you'd get scared by how big her eyes appeared on them.

"Because you guys are hiring...cause there's space available for me to apply for and I need a job" The lady freely answered.

"Hmm" Mrs Vivian hmmd.

"What do you think are the important skills a secretary should have ? " Jarod the manager asked.

"She should be able to ...you know manage time...multi task too"

"Ok...it appears you don't want the job"

"I do"

"Let her go on....What are your main motivation to succeed at work " Sasha smiled. She was the financial manager.

"Money, bonuses , vacations are the best motivations like...when your bank account keeps pinging what's more motivating than that ?"

I smirked now...this person must be insane right.

"You can leave now...we may call you" Mrs Vivian said.

"Alright....have a nice day..." The lady said and left.

I turned but the lady had already shut the door left the office...from the glass wall I saw her walk but couldn't actually see her features...just the dark hair...shining dark hair.

"Who was that ?" I asked.

"Let me check...Camila Rodrigo" Sasha replied after looking at Camila's resume.

"Oh..shit"

I hurried out of the office, got into the elevator and met her downstairs at the garage getting into her car. She had a really sleek ride I observed.

Earlier when I had browsed about her as my curiousity had taken the better of me I found out that her father Mr Rodrigo had gone entirely bankrupt and was even in debt so how could she still have such a sweet when her parents were writhing in debt and poverty. Maybe she had a boyfriend but why won't a boyfriend help her parents ?. Also on her Instagram she looked really different from who I saw now in this car, she was thinner in her posts which were months ago. And now she looked so different but I took note of the last post she made before her page became inactive was a photo at a famous plastic surgery hospital. Perhaps she had gotten some implants and fillers on her body and was why she looked different...differently beautiful. But I've been with different types of girls, plastic and original and I can actually detect a plastic doll from miles away but she looks so original and natural which made my lust for her grow...giving me wet dreams. Maybe my thoughts of her were clouding my judgement, she could have modified some parts.

I watch her apply lip gloss and say hi to her. I walk close to her car and pop my head in the front passenger window.

Up close she was more prettier than the night I saw her.

"Can we do lunch ?" I asked which startled her a bit.

"I'm in haste...I've got somewhere to be " I could see that...you were fixing your make up after all.

"Are you off to your boyfriend "

"Hmmm...I'm not"

"Okay...I'm hosting a party Friday night and I would love to see you there"

"I don't like parties"

"Let me guess your papa will burst through the party walls, shoot me dead and drag you off ?" I joked.

She chuckled. She must be falling for my charms now.

"Okay fine "

"Can I get your Number now"

"Sure "

She handed me her phone which was the latest model of iPhone that I was using . She had this expensive car and the latest model of phone and her father was still in debt....something was fishy.

"You said to didn't know my company but here you are now" I say.

"My dad had me come interview he wants me to get a job " she said.

"Oh and you don't wanna that's why you crashed your chances of getting the job

"Yeah working is really stressful for me...I'm not interested in that"

I was confused at this point now cause how can a daughter not assist her father when he had lost all his money, did she perhaps have an enstranged relationship with her parents.I couldn't possibly ask her to tell me about that though...we weren't close enough...do I even what to be that close to her ?.I took her number bid her bye and left.

Why should I even care I just wanna quench this lust I have for her and it will go down in the party and I can't wait...after that we'll have no reason to get involved with each other again.