Dangerously Powerful

chapter 3

His warm friendly aura that was so pleasantly presented was quickly wiped off his face, a look of disgust was quickly replaced.

"Who do you think you are?" his harsh tone made me feel like suddenly I was pulled under water all my pleasant thoughts and kind gestures were quickly wiped away- the articles were true.

He really is a massive dïck.

"I'm Ariel Sanderson, it's nice of you to take so much fascination to my being." He shot me a menacing glare as if to say that I was disrespecting him on some way. "Well I would so kindly like to know why you are here." I scoffed "I'm here because I can, why does it bother you Mr. Fernandi?" his eyes widened as his tough act turned into shambles and I began to walk away.

I already had to deal with so many ignorant complications with Julia and I definitely didn't need a stuck up arrogant asshołe on my plate.

As I turned around on my heels I heard him speak once more, "Oh and miss Sanderson?" I harshly shot him a glare, "what could you possibly want now, Mr. Fernandi?" he smugly smiled "You have a lovely looking body, by the way. You should wear that robe more often- well only around me of course."

who in the world does this person think he is?

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After my crazy spa experience with Julia, my thoughts of ever going to Fernandi inc. have crushed into little pieces.

The stress of my horrid situation came weighing down on me, it felt like I had no exact choice in my options, it was either sink or swim and there is no way in hell that I'm drowning because of some stuck up asshole.
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Two whole days passed and here I am shaking under the mere thought of seeing that arrogant asshole again. I glanced around the room and saw many people dressed in clothes similar to mine, seeing this calmed down my nerves down a bit more.

Soon a lady with blue eyes and her hair in a blonde bob and a short but classical black dress called out my name "Ariel Sanderson?" I nervously wiped my hands on my pants and stood up "That would be me.." She looked me up and down and gave me a nervous glance, "Alright well Mr. Fernandi is ready to interview you. Follow me"

As I was walking I glanced behind my shoulder and I briefly saw my past, I saw my past self working in a basically deserted diner, I was buffing down tables with a thin layer of sweat on my face clad in my pockets were mere singles that wouldn't even let me get groceries for my apartment. That girl didn't have a chance like this one and now that I have it there's no way I'm giving  this up.

Never.

|omg I'm sorry this is so short I've been slacking a lot lately and while writing this today I just decided to make this a shorter chapter I'm sorry guys I'll do an extra long chapter some time this week though I promise❤️|