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Approaching the front desk, I encountered a stunning, curvaceous woman about 5’2” with long, silky brown hair and fair skin.
“Um, good morning,” I said, gulping. This was a lot more nerve-wracking than I thought it would be. Was it too late to turn around and leave?
“Good morning, dear,” she said, turning around and smiling at me.
“My name is Azzaria Willis, and I’m—”
“Oh, Ms. Willis,” she said, glancing at me up and down. “You’re here for the internship interview?”
“Yes, yes, I am.”
“Great, go straight down, then turn right. Knock, and then enter that room,” she said to me sweetly. I hope she’ll be here every day; I like her.
“Thank you, and congratulations on your pregnancy. You look great,” I said, leaving a compliment.
She smiled warmly at me and said, “Thank you so much, and hey, my brother may be an ass, so don’t take it personally.” She chuckled and winked at me.
The idea of being interviewed by someone with a lousy personality this early in the morning made me internally groan but, I went on until I saw a rather big black door.
Knocking on the door, I waited for about two minutes before I was acknowledged.
“Come in,” I heard. The person who answered me had a very familiar strong and rough voice.
I turned the doorknob and entered the room. My eyes immediately glued to the man in the chair. He was very good-looking. Who am I kidding? He is so hot.
Then my brain froze and my thoughts stopped…
He’s Dillon.
Dillon Xander.
Holy Fuck.
He’s going to be my boss.
“Good morning, sir,” I said and took a seat.
The room carried a strong and tense atmosphere, leaving me unsure of what to do or think.
“Who told you to sit?” He said unpleasantly. There’s no reason for this man to be so moody at this time of the day.
Who pissed in his coffee?
“I saw a chair, so I decided to sit.”
“Mhm,” he said and paced around me. “Tell me about yourself. I don’t want to hear about any of that boring stuff either,” he spoke confidently. What did he want to hear?
I inaudibly sighed. “My nam—”
“I read your application, so I know your name. Tell me about yourself,” he spoke.
“There’s not much to know, sir. How about you tell me about you since we’re doing introductions? I’m pretty sure you know everything you need to know about me.”
With all this irrelevant chatter taking place, I’m sure he either has zero plans of hiring me or he just really loves to antagonize the people he interviews.
He released a loud chuckle and walked over to his seat, crossing his legs.
“You remind me of someone I know,” he chuckled. “But I’m sure you know everything about me. Looking past that, why should I let you be an intern here?”
