“Good morning!” Charlotte greets nervously, slamming her palms on the receptionist’s desk. “I’m looking for-” She says before being cut off.
“Hello, Ms.Haynes. Mr. Hemsworth is waiting in his office for you.” The receptionist says, brushing off the girl’s hastiness. “Head up to the top floor, and you’ll meet him in Room 609.” She states, handing her a card before resuming her work. In no time, she’s zoned out, tapping away on her keyboard.
Charlotte blinks, unsure what to make of this situation. Alas, she doesn’t have much time to question anything. Instead, she heads towards the elevator and enters. After squishing between a few people, she taps the top floor button and waits on the journey up. It takes a few minutes, but the delinquent beauty eventually reaches the top floor alone. Nervously, she searches the halls for the number on the card. Upon finding the door, she knocks softly and waits.
“Come in.” Mr.Hemsworth states, his voice muffled.
“Yes, sir.” Charlotte replies before entering. She closes the door behind her and takes in the environment. It’s a lovely office with dark colors and quite the expected view on the top floor. Needless to say, she’s impressed. Of course, she couldn’t show it, given her tardiness. “First off, Mr.Hemsworth, I’m so sorry for-.” Charlotte states before she’s cut off by the man.
“It’s okay, Ms.Haynes. You already explained it to me in the lobby.” Mr.Hemsworth states before turning around in his chair. He reveals himself to be the dashing gentleman from the lobby, settling his onyx eyes onto the blonde beauty.
“Oh…Haha, well, this is sort of embarrassing.” Charlotte explains, gently rubbing her elbow as she looks away momentarily. “So, shall we begin the interview?” She asks, glancing back at him curiously.
“No need to. I’ve already decided to hire you. However, tardiness on the first day certainly is a bad first impression.” Mr.Hemsworth states, scolding her softly. He then gets out of his chair and walks over to the front of his desk. “Though, there’s still a chance to make up for your lateness.” He says, presenting an opportunity.
“…Yea?” Charlotte asks, unsure what to make of it. She wanted this job badly, but her past experiences made her a bit wary of the man’s offer. “And what exactly is this offer, Mr.Hemsworth?” She asks, wanting to confirm her suspicion rather than falsely assume.
“Well, you weren’t given a private access card to my personal office for no reason.” Mr.Hemsworth states, a slight smirk appearing on his features. However, he doesn’t clarify what he means by that.
“I…” Charlotte states, disappointed. “I didn’t think anything of it, really. I just assumed this is where the interview would be.” She states, her voice a bit shaky as her senses tingle. Something’s definitely feeling a bit off, and it causes her to be on edge.
“You’re right. This office is where the interview will be taking place. But not for the job you applied for. Instead, for something else much fitting for someone of your standards.” Mr.Hemsworth states, still dancing along the line of ambiguity rather than solidifying his intentions. Softly, he pushes off his desk before walking forward. His strides were slow, and his steps were gentle, barely making a sound. He approaches Charlotte with a perverted smug, his mind already thinking of all the things to be done.
“Get back!” Charlotte exclaims, pushing him off before hurrying towards the door. Hastily, she opens it up and rushes from the office. Unfortunately, she ends up bucking into a gentleman waiting outside. Her body collides with his towering figure, sending her stumbling backward into the office and falling flat on her ass.
“My My…A feisty one we got here.” Mr.Hemsworth states as she glares down towards Charlotte. The tall man soon enters, closes the door, and stands beside him, looking down on the blonde. “She’s going to be quite some fun, don’t you think?” He asks rhetorically, his sadistic grin deepening.
Startled and confused, Charlotte lies frozen on her behind. She’s uncertain what to do, knowing that her options were limited. However, she chooses the former in a moment of fight or flight. And thus, once again, she bounces off the floor and attempts to leave. However, getting away wouldn’t be that simple.
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