Mr. Hemmings [CEO!Series 1/4]

one

You stirred from your good sleep as the warm sun rays hit your skin. You
opened your eyes slowly to adjust to the light, and found yourself in an unfamiliar room. You can distinctively guess that you weren't in a hotel as this room, you were currently in ever was so, and well luxuriously furnished. As your eyes wandered around, you now realized too, that you were in fact naked. You freaking slept with someone... someone who was well damned inhumanly handsome, and was now MIA. Luke... just Luke when he introduced. You were asking yourself, why would you even have a drink when you have an important meeting the next morning. Well, you were dragged by your best friend apparently it was a 'good luck' thing.

You looked at the nightstand noticing it was already 9:37 in the morning. You had a job interview at half past 11 in a job position of P.A., and it was in the 'Hemmings Group', a well prestigious and well-renowned chained business company.

You stood up gathering your scattered clothes around the massive room, that could probably occupy hundreds of singlet bed like your bed. You can't actually wear these clothes again, you bit your lips. You found Luke's previous button up on the floor, and wear it temporarily, it laid upon your knees you were small... very small. On the table you noticed there was a note.

Good morning Y/N,
I had to go early to head to work. I hope you're feeling well, Aspirin is by my nightstand if you need it.
I had your clothes ready, they should be in the bathroom, breakfast will be served when you get up. Have a nice day. Call me if you need anything else 04×× ×××× ××.
Luke.

You were delighted by the note, though that was overshadowed by the thought of you and him not seeing each other again. Everything in here
screamed that you were just probably one of his one night stand fling.
Judging by the thoughts of kindness and offerings, he probably had loads of this flings, probably even paid or whatnot.

You didn't want to be nosy, but you ended up inspecting the whole room. Damn. It screamed a very bold description to your head, cynical and a control freak and also your cliché rich spoiled brat. How did you get to that conclusion? You took Psychology as a minor in college and majored in Business Administration. You sighed by the thought, and made your way to find the bathroom. Though you ended up with a huge walk in closet that was occupied with suits, probably thousand pairs of them in different shades of black and gray, but you noticed another compartment that differs from the intellectual look-ish, it was casual clothes. Very neat though... You closed the door and found another door, hopefully it was the bathroom but, it wasn't. It was a study room with a second floor? You don't even know anymore. You just needed the damn bathroom, and that door was your last resort.

Finally, you had found the sleek modern bathroom. Hello, talk about things that are 100 times bigger than normal. You undressed yourself from Luke's shirt, and put it onto the dirty clothes rack and hopped into the shower. Damn. If you just didn't have that interview today, you'd stay in this sanctuary while it lasted, probably the first and the last time you'll ever be in one.

After the short shower, you dried yourself, and found the clothes Luke had mentioned. It was neatly stacked together, undies and a black and white lace panel dress, and a pair of black stilettos. You noticed that it was a designer clothes, and you gulped by the thought of how much might this cost, why the hell would he spent so much on this? You got no choice, but to slip into it and it fitted perfectly... well...

You dried your hair quickly, and neatly stacked your old clothes, and put them in your bag that should be around somewhere. Eventually, you found it somewhere in the room. When you were all dressed you grabbed your bag, and headed towards the door. You held the door knob, and opened the door. You were greeted by a modern hallway which has two end, and you don't know which way you'd go.