A scandal with Mr CEO

Chapter 1

The following words, names, events, incidents, and stories are fictions of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual people, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

2023

An original novel written by Shodimu Sophia, Dream_writer11

Kiara

Russell Corp

Only one of the best in the country, if not the continent, at least with the little I've seen cause I didn't know a thing about the business world. It was well spoken of and I'd seen pictures of it here and there and the name 'Russell' in the mouth of everyone that had a connection with business and tech stuff. I, on the other hand, was standing in front of the big building after realizing just ten minutes ago that the interview is today.

So how did this start? Good question.

I graduated college with the not so good GPA and it wasn't my fault at all. You don't need to know why but it wasn't my fault, period. Well, I've been stuck in a coffee shop for something above two years and it wasn't the best option for a young woman in her prime like myself. I didn't like the place, I didn't like my boss, I didn't like the job everything about the place sucks, okay? And I need a life which is exactly why I applied for a cooperation like this even when I had a little below zero chance of getting in. I had my friend give me the best motivation and it made me apply but then I forgot the interview is today and here I am, ten minutes late.

The good thing is, there were a lot of women when I got there so I wouldn't be noticed that easily. Except for the fact every other person had a suit on and I had a yellow floral dress that is enough to get me free invite to a six year old birthday party. I got stares, whispers, everything, you name it but did I back down sweetheart? No, cause I had this crazy feeling I would miraculously get in.

The name "Miss Sky" went resounding in the hall and that was my clue to get my butt up.

I walked over to the wide glass double doors without heels clicking on the floor like the other girls but I did have a confident walk though and nice sneakers with it.

I pushed the doors open and got my big self into the room and it was then my confidence went down the drain. Everyone looked like something from the magazine. There were beautiful women, young beautiful successful women and then there were men also, the oldest looking only a little above thirty. They were dressed formally and I was the only being on a yellow floral patterned dress. The place was cold and so quiet, that even a pin drop would be heard. There were also these big screens that showed stuff about cooperation and that kind of stuff, you know what I mean.

Finally, there was this man in the middle and his aura screamed dominance. He looked sharp and strict with jet black hair, dark eyes, a perfectly sculpted face, and then glasses sitting on the bridge of his nose. It was the perfect front-page magazine look and from the way it looked, he was in charge. I didn't maintain eye contact with him. Let me rephrase that, I tried to not make any eye contact with him at all. His gaze was throwing daggers and I just knew it was about the dress and the fact my bush of a hair was probably all over the place already. Every other person stared at me but his look was uncomfortable, very uncomfortable.

"Hi, um, I mean, good morning," I said and took a seat on the chair right in the middle which I assume is meant for me. His gaze was still on me while I took my seat and with the position of everything, his seat was facing mine. You can only imagine how uncomfortable I feel.

"You do realize you are not permitted to sit until I tell you to" That was from him, the magazine-looking guy and his deep voice made me jump off my seat even before I comprehended the message.