Surviving the CEO

Chapter 2: The Interview

(Xavier DeLuca and what he's wearing.)

**Aria's POV**

Shit! Shit! Shit! Of all people in the world it had to be him. It just had to be him. Why?

I fidget uncomfortably in my seat while looking straight into the eyes of Xavier DeLuca. He's now dressed in a dark blue suit with a white dress shirt, a dark blue vest, a dark blue tie, matching pants and black dress shoes. His hair is now in the look of being swept to the back. No sign of coffee. Not one. He sits there smirking, his fingertips pressed together and his eyes finally leave mine. His eyes are no longer full of amusement.

His eyes roam my outfit starting with my heels and traveling upward. As he makes his way up, his eyes stay a little longer than necessary on my chest. I internally roll my eyes.

Men. Typical. Can't keep it in their pants for five seconds. That's why they have children they don't want. Or catch some sort of sexually transmitted disease.

His eyes finally meet mine and the dark blue orbs sends a chill up my spine. He smirks and then acts as if we haven't even met.

"What's your name?" He asks still staring at me in the same position one leg crossed over the other with his ankle on his knee, leaning back in the chair.

"Aria Harden sir, and here's my resúme." I reply back confidently. Breathe. Breathe. Keep your confidence. Be strong.

He grabs the folder, his fingertips grazing my hand, sending sparks through my body but I ignore them. Xavier reads my resume leaving the room silent. I run my hand down my blouse making sure that it's smooth and aren't any bumps or wrinkles. My heart pounds in my chest so loudly I'm surprised he couldn't hear it. Xavier then breaks the silence.

"Ms. Harden may I ask you a few questions?" He asks snapping me back into reality.

"Of course sir."

"Okay. What college did you attend, what did you major in and how long did you stay?"

"I attended the University of New York where I received my bachelors degree in Business. " I reply confidently.

"What are your previous jobs?"

"My previous jobs consist of waitressing, assistant, and a manager."

"And why did you quit those jobs, Ms. Harden?"

"I realized that those jobs weren't for me, sir." I shrug slightly.

"Do you think that you have what it takes to be my personal assistant?"

"Yes, sir." I say proudly.

"And why is that?" He leans forward and rests his elbows on his desk.

"Well sir, I am a well organized person, I stay focused, stay on task, get my work done, I'm experienced, motivated, I will do whatever it takes to succeed in this business and to help the business succeed. And I don't like an office slut and I don't try to get into men's pants. And I don't sleep with my coworkers. Sir." I state confidently.

Xavier doesn't say anything for a long time he just stares at me, his smirk no longer on his face. Hm. Shut him up.

"You'll do anything to succeed in this business?" Xavier asks his smirk reappearing.

"Yes almost anything sir." I state and then that's when he rises from his chair and strides over to me.

He stops in front of me and bends down till we're eye level. I gulp anxiously. He moves his head until his breath is fanning against my ear. A shiver travels down my spine.