When I Found Him

It's Him

IVANNA LANGSTON

After my interview I went home and had a nice sleep. I deserved it, afterall I gave such an perfect interview.

For 3 days straight I didn't see him at all in the bar.

One cool evening I was sitting in my balcony having a cup of coffee suddenly a message came on my mobile. It was an official email from a company, I open the email a bit nervous with shivering hands I start to read the Email,

Good Evening Miss Ms. Langston,

We are glad to inform you that you have been selected as an employee at our company as a Personal Assistant.
Please come to the office tomorrow at 8 am at the reception for further details.

Have a great day ahead,
Thank You.

I am so happy to read that I am selected for this wonderful job. I started jumping and dancing in excitement.
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Today, is my first day and I really didn't want to be late, so I was ready an hour early. I cooked myself some pancakes and poured some chocolate shake for breakfast.
I wore an off shoulder black dress and black high heels and tied my hair in a messy bun. And I did some light make-up.

I rushed out with my car keys closing the door behind me. I was on my way to the office. As I reached there, I entered in with great excitement.

I go to the reception and ask the receptionist "Good Morning, I am Ivanna Langston, a new employee here."

"Oh, you're here Ms. Langston. Mr. Millers is waiting for you in his office on the 20th floor."

"Okay, Thank you. Have a great day."

"You too." She smiles.

The meeting with the CEO was on the 20th floor. I open the door slightly and peek inside "May I come in, sir?"

"Yes please, Ms. Langston. Please be seated."

I enter inside slowly and sit on the arm chair parallel to the CEO.

"I am Andrew Millers. The CEO of this company. I glad to have you here. I want you to give your fullest while working here."

"Yes sir, I am planning to do the same." I smile at him. "It would be great working with you, sir." I added.

"Oh! No no no, you are getting it wrong. You not my Personal Assistant."

"Then, who is it sir?" I asked totally confused.

"It's my son. Davis Millers. His office is on the 12th floor. You shall go there now." He explained.

"Thank you sir." I said and stood up to leave.

I walked out thinking about the name. It sounded familiar. My mind clicked 'Davis Millers'.

"Davis Millers, is he the bar guy?" I yelled as realisation hit me.

Oh Shit! Was I too loud? I guess yes, because now everyone in the lift are staring at me.

The lift chimes open and walk out.

Is he really the one I am thinking about? I hope he is not. He would make working here so hard for me.

There were many seats on this floor with Apple computers, impressive. I guess it's for the employees. I look around and could see only one cabin. I guess it's the one. It's his.

I open the door holding the knob tightly with nervousness.
"May I come in sir?" I asked.

"Yes please." He says. I can't see him as he is facing the other side. But his voice is dead familiar. But I still hope it's not him. "Please sit down."

I sit and say "It would be great working for you, sir."

He turns around and saying "You like running away from me, don't you?"

My throat dried I couldn't speak.

"I guess you can't do it anymore, cupcake." He smirks.

It's him.

Fuck.

I'm doomed.

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Hot Stuff Alert! In the next Chapter.......
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