~You cant run away from something you'll eventually need.
~Casedy's POV~
I could have sworn I dreamt myself walking in this office before. This place was more than incredible, everything in here was emaculated white; from the ceiling, to the lights, the walls down to the carpeted floor was all - white, the only thing that gave this office a tad of color were the workers busy about exchanging files, clipboards and hotlines. After taking in this elegant style that could buy my head fifty times lighty walking as I didn't want my shoes smearing their carpet I made my way to the front desk.
"Excuse me" I said trying to get this lady's attention.
"Hold on just a minute please" she said before answering the phone that immediately rang.
What the hell?? I was here before that stupid phone even rang; If it was any other day I would have shut that call off but remembering the fact that I just graduated and I luckily got a job so quickly let me keep my cool yes? ..She looked about in her late twenties, she had stricty blonde hair and from what I could see, a petite cury figure classing a grey jacket skirt suit that was almost as grey as her eyes, she was literally what typical girls dreamt of looking like, ah mean would ya-
"Ma'am?? Ma'am!?" Oh she was talking to me.
"Yes" I said clearing my throat.
"And how may I help you" she said displaying a hint of attitude.
"I'm the new private employee for-"
"Oh yes we have been expecting you, I'll have a secretary take escort you to his office."
On my way up in the elevator; I straightened my purple suit..purple?, yea I know I can be a bit chirpy. Finally the elevator opened and Jasper pointed to a soornand turned on his heels to leave.
"Wait Jasper?" I called out,
"That's me" he turned around
Playing with the bracelet on my hand I asked him; "have you met his son?"
he chuckled " that's what you're here for; good luck ", and he left again.
Gearing up my confidence, I headed for that door, I heard mumbling if a conversation ending.
" Just ensure that you are home tonight "
"Uh huh goodbye"
I folded my fist to knock on the door-
"Just come in Ms.Morgan" he ordered more than offered.
Ugh, he knew I was standing there, this is embarrassing, way go go for first impression Cas.
Opening the door I explored my manners;
"Good morning sir, my name is Casedy Morgan, we met over the phone and you-"
"Darling sit" he said cutting me off, and like and obedient dog, I sat in the closest chair and waited for him to continue while he typed away. He was wearing a black silk suit, he looked in his late 40's with jet black hair and dashes of gry highlights.
" I have a meeting in a minute, can you be at this address seven tonight " he finally spoke handing me a card with the address on it.
"Uhm he's sir" I told him
"See you then" he said and answered a call I got up to leave, making my way out his office then out the building, I turned to get a glance at the building, ' Jones Inc.' It screamed wealth but that wasn't a shocker since the owner did too.
Getting in my Lexus, I drove home with two questions in my head.
" how bad can Mr.Jones jr be?"
And
"What to wear?"
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