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𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓉ℯ𝓇 𝓉𝓌ℴ | 𝒾𝓃𝓈𝒾𝒹ℯ 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓈𝒽𝒶𝓇𝓀'𝓈 𝒹ℯ𝓃

Anna's POV:
Later that same evening, i find myself gaping up at one of the most luxurious apartment buildings in the whole of New York City. I can't help but wonder if they'll even let me in as i approach the doorman. "Hello, Samantha Dalton invited me here for an interview." "Yes, i've been expecting you. Go right up to the penthouse suite. Good luck."

I gulp as the elevator doors shut behind me. If all goes well, i might even live in a place like this one day. "I can't get ahead of myself. I've got to stay focused. But Ms Dalton is hot... mmm, and that body... i'd love her strong hands to slip in between my-" i'm drawn off by the elevator dinging, signaling i've reached my destination. The doors coast open, letting me opt into the palatial penthouse suite. I step inside, taking in the scene around me. "Fucking hell..." "Like what you see?" i whip my head around to see the woman herself, leaning against a door frame with a tumbler of bourbon in her hand. "Most definitely." after a deep chuckle, "Care to step inside my office, Ms Schuyler? After all, if you are going to be leading one of the most excelling divisions in my company, i'll have to get to know you better... and you should get to know me." her eyes remain fixed with mine, and i feel myself shifting closer with a trancelike pull.

I follow Samantha into her office and stare unabashedly as she pours the bourbon. My eyes freely wander over her body, i'm confident she won't catch me looking. As soon as her eyes lift and catch mine i glance away. "You've got a beautiful home." "Thank you. I noticed you admiring it." Ms Dalton takes a seat next to me, leaving a comfortable amount of space. I'm relived and disappointed at the same time. To make conversation, i gesture to the framed pictures that hang upon her office walls. I notice one photo of her and another woman skydiving, "Oh, is that your wife?" "Yes, it's been five years since she passed." "I'm sorry for your loss." Ms Dalton casts her eyes down, taking a sip of her spirited beverage. "Thank you Ms Schuyler. My wife and i may have had a brief time together, but all told, i'm still a very lucky woman." Ms Dalton sighs deeply, and her penetrating gaze rests on me, unwavering. "What about you? You've seen the inside of my home and had a taste of what makes me tick. I'm curious about you, Ms Schuyler." "What makes me tick?" "Precisely." i take a sip to buy some time, "I'd say i'm driven by insatiable desire." Ms Dalton splutters some bourbon back into its tumbler and coughs twice. "Are you okay, Ms Dalton?" "I'll be fine. Prehaps that's enough bourbon for me tonight. Ahem. What uh, what do you mean by 'insatiable desire'?" our eyes meet, and i wonder if the room is getting hotter for her as well. "Our entire experience of reality occurs through our senses. I indulge myself at every turn, and it makes me feel so... alive." "Give me an example." she demands. "Like... if you eat a strawberry slowly enough, the flavour bursts in your mouth like a firework of some sort. Savouring and eating are two different things, y'know?" Ms Dalton swallows heavily. "Right." "Did i say something wrong?" "No, not at all. So few people share the kind of grittiness we have. The world is going by too quickly to wait around for miracles." "Exactly. What people perceive as being 'rude', really we're just trying to make it in this world. It can be lonely, but it's all the more sweet when you encounter a kindred flame." i suddenly become hyperaware of how me and Ms Dalton have somehow shifted closer together throughout the conversation. My breath catches me as i drown deep into her eyes. I lean forward and Ms Dalton does the same. The bourbon on her breath mingles with the same on mine, my eyes flutter close. "Anna..." my name is like a promise on her lips... or maybe it's meant more of as a warning. As i'm about to get closer, the sound of something spilling catches my attention and snaps me back into reality. "My drink!" flustered, i jump up from the couch as Ms Dalton blots the mess with a hankercheif. "My apologies." "It was my fault, really. No need to apologise. Let's forget it ever happened. Chalk it up to too much bourbon in general." i'm sure she isn't just talking about the spill, but i'm eager to nod and forget what the hell that was. "Yeah, just too much bourbon." "Sit back down, i have something to show you." i obey and perch myself away from the spill, and watch as Ms Dalton pulls out a notepad and returns back before scribbling some numbers down. "I think you'll find this sum reasonable." i take a peek and my eyes widen when i see the number. "That's a lot of zeros." "Well? If i need to make it bigger just say the word-" "Sorry, i'm confused." "Haven't i made it clear? I'm offering you the job." i look away for a second to reevaluate everything. This woman who i have been having sexual desires about for the past hour is offering me a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and all i have to do is say yes. "Is the annual salary enough?" "It's more than enough. Thank you, Ms Dalton. I'd be delighted to work for you." for the first time in the last 24 hours, she smiles in endless joy. "Perfect. And i insist all my employees call me 'Sam'. I expect the same of you." "Of course, Sam." she shows me to the elevator door and presses the button. "I look forward to seeing you bright and early next week." "As do i." I step inside the transportation mode, and before the doors close to a snap, Sam wedges her hand between the frames. "Wait." she tugs me forward gently by my belt hoops and slips a card into my right pocket, letting her fingers wander by my hipbone. "My numbers on there, in case any of your workers take a bite. Although, with you in charge i doubt you'll have problems. Goodnight, Ms Schuyler." i grin, noticing her hand hasn't left. "Please, call me 'Anna'."

𝒶／𝓃： 𝒯𝒽𝒶𝓃𝓀 𝓎ℴ𝓊 𝒻ℴ𝓇 𝓇ℯ𝒶𝒹𝒾𝓃ℊ， 𝓁ℴ𝓋ℯ𝓈！
ℐ'𝓋ℯ 𝒷ℯℯ𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝓀𝒾𝓃ℊ ℴ𝒻 𝓊𝓅𝓁ℴ𝒶𝒹𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝓉𝓌ℴ 𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓉ℯ𝓇𝓈 𝒾𝓃𝓈𝓉ℯ𝒶𝒹 ℴ𝒻 ℴ𝓃ℯ ℯ𝒶𝒸𝒽 𝓌ℯℯ𝓀， 𝓈ℴ 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉，𝓈 𝓌𝒽𝓎 𝓎ℴ𝓊 𝒽𝒶𝓋ℯ 𝒶𝓃ℴ𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓇 ℴ𝓃ℯ 𝓉ℴ ℊℴ．
ℐ 𝒽ℴ𝓅ℯ 𝓎ℴ𝓊 ℯ𝓃𝒿ℴ𝓎ℯ𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓉ℯ𝓇！ 𝒫𝓁ℯ𝒶𝓈ℯ 𝓁ℯ𝒶𝓋ℯ 𝒶 𝒸ℴ𝓂𝓂ℯ𝓃𝓉 ℴ𝓃 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓎ℴ𝓊 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓃𝒶 𝓈ℯℯ！ ℐ，𝓂 𝓋ℯ𝓇𝓎 ℴ𝓅ℯ𝓃 𝓉ℴ 𝓈𝓊ℊℊℯ𝓈𝓉𝒾ℴ𝓃𝓈 ：）