𝒮𝓉𝒶𝓇☆ - Gᴇɴᴛʟᴇ Yᴀɴ! Bᴏss/CEO x Rᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

★𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓉ℯ𝓇 12★

You woke up the next day at around 10. You looked at your alarm clock, which you thankfully remembered to turn off, with a tired smile. You stretched out your arms, stood up and quickly put your slippers on, the floor much too cold for your feet. You never knew how cold London was, even though Manchester was located more north.

...Maybe it was because of this apartment's heating, who knows.

Either way, you liked the cold weather. Most of your wardrobe was chic, fashionable clothes that are suited for autumn. Long turtlenecks, pencil skirts, tights... All of those made your outfits, sometimes colorful and sometimes a dull, comforting shade of brown or beige.

Breaking your train of thought, you walked over to the curtains and opened them with a happy smile. Today shouldn't be too cold, according to the news you watched yesterday after talking with your mom. The clouds overhead had a clearing for the Sun to shine, and it looked as if God himself came to bless your day.

You didn't dare to open the windows, learning the consequences of your actions from your yesterday morning's accident. You stretched some more, breathed in and exited your bedroom, going straight to the bathroom to freshen up.

You never picked up your phone before you were ready for the day, so once you put on an outfit, styled your hair and put on your usual make-up, you grabbed your phone and went into the living room and kitchen area.

You made yourself some breakfast, turned on the TV and unlocked your phone after placing your plate down onto the coffee table. The first thing you noticed in your notification bar was an email from Callius Co.

Your eyes widened, choking on your beverage.

"I can't cry, I just made my eyeliner!" You mumbled to yourself, gulping down your drink, taking a few deep, slow breaths, and clicked on the notification.

You first looked at the one who sent it to you. It was the official Callius Co. email, and they were reciting direct words from the boss, who, according to the nice receptionist, Rebecca, you've met at the elevator after your interview.

"Good day, Ms. (Last Name). I hope this email finds you well.

We, the Callius Co., are happy to inform you that your industrious speech has impressed us, and we would like to invite you into the second round. All of the details are in the forum bellow, and if there are any questions, please contact the e-mail address listed above.

We appreaciate your efforts, and we hope you have an excellent day.

- Signed, Achilles Chlorus, CEO."

You practically jumped out of your seat with a gleaming smile. You've gotten into the next round! You did a little victory pose, but then you remembered you had downstairs neighbors you might've woken up by your jumping.

After embarrassing yourself, you gulped down your nervousness and opened the attached file that was bellow the message, starting to read different requirements for this round. You had to be ready if you've already gotten this far.

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Asterios stood in his kitchen, grumpily putting the coffee beans into the mechanical grinder. He was still in his mansion, he didn't have to show up at the office whatsoever. He was his own boss, quite literally.

He thought he could visit his mother instead of gluing himself to his computer screen. He could get her flowers, cook lunch and talk about you.

His mother never judged his love for you. She was actually quite supportive of it, having grown to like you as her own daughter, though she's never met you. She recalls Asterios feeding her food from your parents bakery, and she's eternally grateful for it. You might have saved the two from starvation, whether you knew it or not.