Queen of the Beast (CEO's Possession)

4| The Interview

Advika's POV

I climbed the stairs, panting heavily as I reached the floor.

"Advika Gupta," I said to the girl, taking deep breaths.

"You are late miss"

"I know, but you know I met with a jerk on my way," I told her the truth because lying is not in my nature, but I wasn't sure she'd be interested in my story, so I cut it short "you know, just tell me when is my number?"

While she was giving me those looks, I looked down at the file that was open in front of her and saw that my number was the next one. The interview has already been conducted by the girl who came before me. My lips curved into a wide smile.

"I'm not that late," I explained, "and I can still give the interview!"

She opened her mouth to stop me, but before she could respond, I ran to the chairman's cabin.

"But let her..." she said behind my back, but I didn't pay attention. I'm desperate for this job in this company. If I listened to her and stopped there, I would never have had this opportunity again. So I increased the speed of my steps.

As I was about to force open the door, it opened on its own, causing me to triple down and fall to the floor.

"Come out...." I heard her final words, which she had added in her previous sentence, and she stood beside me, looking down at me, in pity.

I was also putting pressure on myself at the time for doing all of this. On my own, I ruined my first impression in front of the Chairman.

I couldn't muster the courage to look up and meet his gaze.

How am I going to give my interview?

I am so dead!

Even before I gave the interview, I ruined my chances of being chosen.

Before leaving the chairman's cabin, I could hear the girl who had come to give an interview before me smirking down at me. I hung my head even lower, covering my face with my hair so the Chairman couldn't see me.

Because I didn't want to embarrass myself any further, I stood up and turned around to leave him alone. Today does not appear to be my day. I can't afford to embarrass myself any further.

"Stop!" His deep, authoritative command brought my feet to a halt.

Before leaving his cabin, his secretary bowed once in front of him. I'm sure he motioned for her to leave us alone. He is going to insult me in private.

"Turn around," he said again, and I couldn't help but pay attention.

"Didn't you come here for the interview?" My gaze was drawn up to his face by his question.

He still wants me to give him the final round of interviews after seeing how clumsy I am.

My pupils constricted as they scanned his features. It appears that I have seen him in person and that it was recently.

But where exactly?

Is this the same guy whose car I was using as a mirror?

'NO,' I shook my head vigorously to shake the thought away because that man was young for his age and couldn't make such a cheap move. I'm sure I'm feeling this way because I've seen him in magazines. 

"No?" He asked, raising his eyebrows and looking at my trembling head.

"No, I mean yes!" I switched from moving my head left to right to move it up and down.