Heart of Steele.

Chapter 2

I was so shocked by his actions that I almost didn't feel my butt hit the ground. Almost being the operative word. I just stare at the back of the receding figure. My mouth is hanging open so wide that I am sure that at least two flies must have found a new home in my stomach. Did he just- Oh. My. God. I can't believe it. How can someone be so rude? I mean I did apologise. 

'Well, you did ruin his very expensive looking suit due to your clumsiness', my subconscious says in a snarky voice.

'That is not a good enough reason to humiliate a person in the middle of the street, in front of SO many people', I argue back. 

My cheeks redden when I look around me. Of course, a crowd had gathered around me, some faces held looks of concern while most just showed pity. I close my eyes for a moment. I really need to get my shit together and more importantly, I need to get to the office, as it is I am late. With a deep breath, I open my eyes, get my stupid ass off the ground and walk as fast as I can towards the doors of the building. I hide my very red face behind my hair and somehow manage to get inside without bumping into anyone else.

  The inside of the building is just as I expected it to be. Everything was either black, white or metallic, very sleek and sophisticated. I spot the reception near the elevators and approach the redhead woman sitting behind it. She seems to be yelling at a man with her back towards me.

"Chris, you can't walk in as and when you please. Do you have any idea how worried I was!?", I hear the redhead shout as I approach. The man looks so contrite with fear that its almost funny. A huge man like him cowering under the glare of a very small framed woman was a very amusing sight to behold.

 He too is a redhead, around 6'2 and is wearing a very well fitted suit..... Hmmmmm... seems like one of the perks of getting this job would be having ample guys to ogle at. I have seen all of two men till now and both were simply dashing. Well, the first man was an asshole but he was also mouth-wateringly handsome. This man, on the other hand, looks more cute than sexy,  what with being clean shaven and hair flopping down on his forehead.

 I have to clear my throat twice before she turns to face me. The man seems relieved by my interference and shoots me a thankful smile before quickly disappearing into the elevators. Wow, he is really scared of this woman.

"Oh my god, I am so sorry hun. I didn't know you were waiting for me. I swear I am not always like this. It's just that...God! I am so sorry, I am rambling, you must be here for some work and here I am wasting your time. Hi, I am Kelly. How may I help you?", she says smiling widely at me and extends her hand to shake. I give her a firm but friendly handshake. 

She seems around my age, at the most 2-3 older. She is two heads shorter than me, but is very pretty. Her dark brown eyes seem very warm and friendly and she has a genuine smile stretched across her face. I already like her. We would make good friends, I think to myself.

'Well, there would be no chance of that happening, unless you get your ass to that interview like right now. You were supposed to be there like 10 min back', my subconscious chirps in.

Shit. She's right. "Hey Kelly, there's no need to apologise. I haven't been waiting for long. I am Elena Monroe and I am here for the interview as Mr Steele's part-time secretary. "

"Looks like it's your lucky day miss, the interviews have been pushed back by an hour. Mr Steele is VERY punctual and he hates late comers. Seems like he is pissed though, he never postpones things. Anyways his office is on the 35th floor. Take the first left from the elevator lobby and you will find the receptionist there. She will guide you from there.", she says with a smile.

I let out a relieved breath. Not all is lost, My chance at this job isn't lost yet. She wishes me luck and  I flash her grateful smile before thanking her and walking towards the elevators. The elevators dings and I step in with a few very well dressed people. How much do these guys get paid to wear clothes like those daily, I wonder to myself.

If I get this job, I might actually be able to live a little. I have never had the pleasure of enjoying my college life like the other kids. Working two jobs, keeping up my grades and making sure that my laundry is done, somehow manages to take up all my time. I haven't even attended a party in so long. I can't blame that on the lack of time entirely though, ever since that one time I have been repulsed by the idea of going into a room full of drunk people who have no sense whatsoever. A shiver runs down my spine just remembering that memory. 

'NO, don't go there El. That's a very dark place. This is not the time for self-pity. This is your chance at starting over and making your future a better place.', I tell myself. Another ding tells me that I have arrived at my destination.I take a deep breath and walk out.

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