Billionaire’s pawn

Chapter one

"You could have turned it in since, you are stalling at this point" Marie poked her head into the kitchen while I was in an apron and pressing down on the pancake. "Even if your are rejected at least you tried."

"I can't, that will dim my ego"

"Oh, so New York trip is out of the story then?" my eyes widened at her as she said that. "Your ego would probably sponsor us"

"It's a Mega-Company you are talking about" I avoided looking at her. "I can't just carelessly apply because I want too."

"So? What's the worst that can happen?" she shrugged, walking towards me.

What's the worst that can happen? I whispered to myself as I entered the elevator to the top floor. The cool air attacked my bare legs as I tried going through the protocols again.

Fifth floor.

Wait at the reception with your required documents.

I almost panicked for a thousandth time fearing I had forgotten an important document at home.

The elevator pinged open, startling me because this wasn't the floor I picked. My fear was short-lived as I saw a group of people men, and women, waiting to enter the elevator and my anxiety went up because I tried greeting them but it came out as a whisper and they all ignored me.

Finally I was at the fifth floor, I strolled to the receptionist with my file on the fifth floor, I strolled to the receptionist with my file in my hand.

"Good morning," I said shyly.

"Good morning ma'am, please take a seat we will get back to you"

I nodded and went to sit. I scrambled through my files again to make sure I had everything in order. I was so deeply engrossed that I didn’t notice time had passed until I sat up to adjust myself.

“Erm…sorry, I came for an interview” I walked to the receptionist to enquire. “How long am I to wait for?”

“Ms Sterling?” she looked up at me and then back to her laptop.

“Yes, Zaria Sterling” I puckered my lips.

“There was a slight change in the interviewing policy but you can go to the second door at your right when you walk through this hallway" she pointed towards the hallway. "And knock, We apologize for the delay" She then smiled widely at me.

I returned the smile and nodded my head, taking my file with me, and followed her directions.

When I got there, I knocked on the door and waited for a response. I didn't know if I was supposed to open it or wait until someone answers me. I raised my hand to knock again before a deep voice interrupted me.

"Come in"

I shivered a bit before opening the door.

"Good day Sir," I said when I entered the office.

The color palette of the room was dull and sexy, black, grey, and white all painted in ways that made the room alluring. A part of the room was painted completely black but splashed with white adorning it like a wild animal's claw.

The seats were arranged in a U-shape at one end of the room opposite where he was seated with a desk in front of him and a chair in front of the desk.

“Have a seat ma’am” I sat down immediately. There was just something about him that screamed that he wasn't to be disrespected.

He gestured for my documents and I gave them to him. He swiftly went through them.

“Zaria Sterling, apply for an assistant position” he read out loud.

I nodded. “Yes sir”

“So what makes you think you are perfect for this job” he asked making intense eye contact with me.

I couldn't even look at him, my eyes were wandering about but I tried to focus on his tie.

“I have good listening skills and I follow Instructions quite well. Also, I am good at multitasking. My mother almost always spanked me whenever I did different tasks at the same time. “

I smiled at the memory. “She said it could cause brain damage, I don't know who told her that but I believed and tried to stop.”

“Did you?” he questioned, writing on his notepad.

“Well, I did it unconsciously. I couldn't help it.”

He nodded.

“You currently work?”

“Yes. At a bakery” I noticed that his eyes lingered on my face a little longer.

“And how do you think they would describe you there?”

My mind wandered back to Ms. Patty, the owner of the bakery I worked in, and how she would scold us like children, and when we were alone she would tell me how good of a job I was doing.

“Hardworking, like I said because of the way I completed multiple tasks at once I gained Ms. Patty favors.”

He nodded once more still jotting on his notepad.

“Ms. Zaria, It was nice doing this interview with you” There was a way he pronounced my name, I don't know what it was but I liked it.

“You will receive an email to know if you can proceed or if your journey ends here” he thinned his lips while offering me a hand.

As I grabbed his hand for a handshake he stood up, ultimately carrying me up with him. His hands swallowed mine and I looked petite standing in front of him.

I awkwardly smiled at him as she shook my hand before escorting him outside.

“Oh my goodness Marie” I called her the moment I stepped out of the building before I flagged a taxi. I was shaking after we bade ourselves goodbye, the interviewer and I, and I came out the way I went in.

“What is the excitement about?” she laughed.

“I just completed my interview”

“Look at you go, weren't you shivering at the thought of it before”

I scoffed. “I am still shivering, not because I completed it but -”

“But what? Don’t leave me hanging girl. A fine-ass man asked for your number?”

“Even better”

"Tell me, I'm gonna die if suspense if you don't"

"So, during my interview, the interviewer who is a-" mid-sentence I realized my phone had gone off.

I caused. I really wanted to tell her, now I have to wait u til she visits me or I power my phone.

The taxi came to a stop few blocks from my house, just where I told him to stop.

"Thank you" I said to him before walking away towards my house.