City Full of Grey

Assistant

short video trailer of City Full of Grey / it's horrible lol. I picture Amanda Seyfried and Ed Westwick as Alyssa and Carter. You can picture who you want!
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(unedited)

Alyssa's POV

The Grey Empire, am I really in this successful building interning? My knees begin to shake and there's this lump in my throat every time I swallow. I hate being nervous, but I have to simmer down. I gather all my supplies, because I'm next to go into Mr. Vanderbilt's office, watch me enter the room looking like an absolute fool but who would be sitting at the desk? Never mind that.

"Miss Stone, Mr. Vanderbilt would like to see you in his office. Oh and take that hair tie out let that pretty blond hair flow. You don't want to make a bad impression sweetie" The clerk whom was middle aged giggles.

bad impression? I mimic in my head. The nerve on that lady I thought while releasing my long blonde locks. I push my glasses up and enter the elevator pressing the CV button. Did this man really install his initials as a button? rich men.

I gently wipe my skirt to fix the Ruffles and click my feet together . As I get higher to his office my hands begin to sweat rapidly, is it hot in this elevator? how long till his office? As my thoughts flood my mind the elevator opens, but as clumsy as I drop my folders, I helplessly watch all my papers spill out. sigh.

Footsteps approach me but my concentration is on picking up these all my notes. A low husky voice startles me "Here, I got this for you. You may of just embarrassed yourself blondie, but that was one entrance." The man hands me my papers. Gathering my items, we both rise and as he hands me my stuff. I stand up in embarrassment gulping, but the identity of the husked voice is handsome, his jawline which looked like the gods carved themselves is perfectly defined, his light brown hair is slicked back, the scent of his cologne nearly has me off my feet, and his suit looked like it is a designer brand. Noticing his qualities we both manage to lock eyes, his eyes are a mesmerizing caramel color. I push my glasses up and cough awkwardly and we disengage.

"Wait, are you...." I peer over at his and read the title 'Carter Vanderbilt' "aren't you a little too young to own multi million dollar company, not to be rude but I was expecting you to be older" I am such an idiot, I always had a habit of speaking my mind. I need a filter.

He smirks, "Aren't you a little too young to be an intern; however, you did justice on my part. But Enough with the chit chat blondie."

As good looking as he, Carter comes off as cocky. I take a seat in front of his desk and he sits on what it looks like his throne. I start to nibble on my bottom lip, it's what I do when I'm nervous. Carter squints at me smirking.

"So blondie, what made you want to intern for me. You are a bit younger than most of these Cougars that walk through my office."

Nibbling at my lip I reply, "Well Mr.Vanderbilt. I take interest in business and being your intern would further my knowledge into the business world. I graduated with a 4.2 GPA, so throw me obstacles and I will get through it."

"It was one question, I didn't need a full story. Well from what it looks like," he lifts up a few forms and jots down a few words, he continues "Your resume and work ethic will be highly appreciated at the empire. You will be my assistant meaning, you will come to work when I come, leave when I leave, bring me what I desire, such as models, food, and that's all I care about. Now your job starts..... now" Carter gives off that icy stare and smirk once again. Why can't men just be dedicated to one girl and not bounce around, we women aren't property. But did I just hear him correctly?

"Mr. Vanderbilt you want me to start now, bu--" Carter cut  me off before I can finish my sentence, "Yes! Now, blondie. And call me Carter, Mr.Vanderbilt reminds me of my father, I don't want that weighing on my shoulder." Carter looks down coldly as if being compared to his father is horrible.

Will I regret this, working for a 25 year old who still acts like he is still in high school. Who puts girls on their to do list? I was expecting a gentleman. I can see why every girl would hop down his throat I mean, look at him . shut up you dumb thoughts.

"Blondie."

"It's Alyssa... I have a name."

Carter looks up grinning, "It's blondie to me, now get me a latte from downstairs. And one more thing, don't wear tight clothes, around me or something of mine will get tight as well." Carter jokingly says in his low husky voice, I stand up in disgust. I don't know if that should be taken as a compliment or not.

"Ok Carter, I mean Mr. Vanderbilt." I say with a smirk.

I enter the elevator pressing the 1F button which takes me to the first floor.

I thought to myself 'New York is my escape, but am I just going to associate myself with another one of him?'

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A/N: Please tell me what you think of this chapter or story. should I continue? OPINIONS!!!

-Mayap