Anything Else Mr. Martin?

Chapter One

"Mr. Martin will see you now."

The receptionist called from the desk. I nodded and looked at her, getting up from my chair across the front and walking into the double doors that stretched up to the ceiling, which was quite impressive to me due to the fact that we were on the 50th floor. It felt like something out of a movie, or like a book. This was just too crazy to be happening. 

I flattened out my black, tight, dress and walked into the doors confidently before shutting them behind me and walking towards the desk where the main chair was facing the windows. Yup, this was definetly something out of a movie. I sat down and waited for him to speak like all the other interviews before.

"Miss Vaughns, is it?" he spoke smothy. His voice was just, intoxicating. Like if someone were to pull together raspy, exotic, soft-spoken, and a bit of sexual tension into one voice it would be his. That's what his voice was, and I hadn't even see his face yet. "I am aware that you analysing how I sound right now dear." he spoke bluntly. 

"My apologies sir." I spoke softer than intended. 

He hummed in responce. Turning his chair around to face me i could see now that he even matched the description of his voice. His jawline was sharp, his thick black hair most likely cuban mix or something was slicked back, except for one stuborn piece that was hanging in front of his face, was absoluetely stunning and finally I met his eyes. Now a tip in life is to never let a woman lecture on about a man's eyes bcause once you get her started she will never stop but I couldn't help myself to be completly honest. 

"My dear, your credentials are outstanding and the company recomendation was enough to sell me. My only question," he stood up and circled around the desk, lifting me up by my hands gently so that I was standing rather close to him, "do you want to be here?" 

I thought for a moment if I really wanted this job offer. To be the youngest in Uni then to be recomened to work for one of the most succesful men in the world, may be a dream come true for most girls but for me, it was just another hard decision I had to make. Did I really want to work for this man when i honestly don't know a thing about him? 

He pulled my hands up to his face before giving them a gentle kiss. "How about this, I want you to start as soon as possible but that may not be seeling it for you. Why don't you accompany me to the Founders Ball tonight as my esteamed guest. That will give you time to decide whether you want to join Martin Industries or not." 

"By tonight?" I chocked out. 

He chuckled and looked down at me darkly. "This offer comes once in a lifetime and I am a very busy man. If you want to reject my offer-" 

"See you tonight, Mr. Martin." I interupted boldly, handing him a flattering smile before I began to walk out the doors. 

"See you then Miss," he paused, asking for me to fill in the blank. 

"Angel. My name's Angel." i spoke, reaching for the door and opening it slowly. 

"That suits you, dear." 

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"AND YOU SAID YES?! Geli what were you thinking?" my twin screamed as he was pacing back and forth between my cloest and the wall adjacent, while I was finding a dress for tonight. What the hell am I going to wear? "Geli!" 

"What DeeDee!? Yes I said yes! Gabriel Martin is one of the most succesful men in the world and to even be concidered was a-" 

"Was a mondo honor and a blessing, yes I know." he mocked my voice, pulling me out of the closet so  he could pick one. He was always better at looking good then I was. Most of the stuff in my closet is from him anyway. "Does mom know?" he asked pulling out a maroon gown with a tight corset top and a super flowy bottom. I smiled at the dress and then him for stripping down and grabbing the dress. 

"Mom isn't my roomate and twin Dana." I scoff, gigling as he tried to look away bashfully. "Aw save it DeeDee, you've seen me wear a lot less now help me into this dress." I said comandingly, hading him the dress as I stepped into it and then turning so that he could zip and fasten me up. 

"So you're wearing the matching set. You're not planning to bang him on the first night right?" He stated non-chalantly, pulling my curly raven hair forward. I turned and hit him on the shoulder. 

"I'm not planning to screw the guy at all Dee!" i yelled, laughing as I picked up my black matching stelletos and sitting in front of my vanity.

"If I were you I would, then steal some of his money!" he commented.

"Are you sure you're not gay?" I joked sitting down, pulling out my makeup box. He laughed.

"Geli, you've met my girlfriend."

 "Hey she has a very masculine name, Harlem. Still beautiful just slightly masuline" I called. He looked over to me and chuckled before walking over and pulling my hair back, before grabbing the hair supplies and starting on my hair while I did my makeup. "I'll tell her you think so." I tried to do something to my hair but he just slapped my hand away. 

"What would you do with out me, Geli?" He smiled, placing my hair into a sophisticated ponytail, my long curls pooling by my shoulders. 

"I would look a lot worse and wouldn't have this job." I said. I stood up and hugged him tight. He smiled and then walked into his side of the closet, only to reveal a moment later a black tux with a black shirt and maroon bow tie. "Where are you going Dee?" I smiled. 

"DO you think i'm letting you show up alone, looking like every thirsty man's eye candy? I don't think so. Plus, I performing." he said, grabbing my clutch and his keys before linking arms with me and walking out the appartment we shared. I laughed and looked at him. 

"You didn't tell me you were performing." I smiled. Dana had always been an incredible singer although he never believed me. After I kinda shoved him into the industry he kinda molded into loving it. After his single dropped world wide and both of us came succesfull we thought why don't we go and live with our best friend which just so happened to be each other. We were one of those kids. 

"Harlem's going as well." He smiled, opening the passenger side door to his car before we started driving off. 

"What if I'm not right for this job. What if I get kicked or worse blackisted! Omg DeeDee!" 

"i can't believe you think that, you're my twin aren't you?" 

"Yea?" I spoke slightly confused on where he was going with this. 

"And Vaughns are just lucky right?" he smirked. 

"Non c'e' fortuna Dee." 

"There is no luck." he finished. 

We looked at each other and flashed our identical smiles at each other. He broke first due to the fact that he was driving. I gigled and checked my phone, somehow he had my number. 

See you soon dear. -XOX G 

I blushed and responded back instantly. 

"Yup, he's gonna love you." 

{And welcome to my new story! Unlike my Cole one I will update this every Sunday, Wednesday and Saturday. Much Love, Ariel}