Ability Of Feeling You

Strangers

I woke up next morning at the sound of alarm. I looked at the clock and it was 8:30. ''Shit!'' I quickly made my morning routine and get myself into my black dress. I straightened my long brown hair which was normally little wavy. I've put some make-up on my face and used my peachy lipstick which tuned well with my green eyes. Looking in the mirror saying out loud  ''well I do not look that bad.'' 

I made my way outside of my apartment and took a taxi. I've sat in the cab and said to driver ''Carter Enterprise, could you please make it quick ?''

''Darling in this city you don't always get what you want. But I will try...''

He was right, Los Angeles was city where you either get everything or you know... 

''We're here'' the driver said as he stopped in front of building. It was beautiful. Black tall building with big windows. Above entrance was golden signature "Carter Enterprise. I stepped out of the car and took a deep breath. I was nervous, my hands were shaking.

I entered the building. It was 8:57 now. My interview was supposed to star at 9. Extremely smiling and extremely botoxed employee greeted me. ''Good morning, what can I do for you?''

''My name is Ashley Clark. I have meeting with Mr. Carter.'' She stepped out of the pult and said ''Mr.Carter is waiting for you. Please follow me.'' I followed her to the elevator. We were going to the 54th floor as I saw when the receptionist pressed the button. 

We left the elevator and I followed her in front of the door where we stopped. ''Good luck'' she said, I smiled at her and then she turned and walked away. 

No turning back now.

I knocked at the door, powerful and rough voice from inside said ''come in.''

I slowly opened the door and walked in. I saw the man in suit with dark hair, with distinctive cheekbones and muscular physique with tattoos on his arms and neck. He was siting behind the table, writing something in papers. He didn't even lift his head up to look at me.

Wait. wait.

 I know that man. A deep voice broke me out of my thoughts ''James Carter''he held out his hand as I said ''my name is Ashley Clark''. When our hands touched I froze for a moment. Strange feeling coming from place where we were holding.

''You can sit'' he said bossy. Again writing in his papers. I sat down and looked at him. He must feel that I'm staring and looked to my face right into my eyes. Looking back to his I realized who he was. He was still looking at me. His eyes filled with darkness and something I don't what that was but something was there. Something mysterious. It was so intense. I truly hopped that he doesn't remember me. It was him. He bumped into me yesterday. I said my boss he is a idiot. 

This is some kind of joke, right ?

''Miss Clark are you gonna answer my question ?''

I went back to reality totally didn't know what was he saying.

''Sorry what were you asking?''

He than stood up, raised his eyebrows and said angrily ''Miss Clark I don't see point of you being here, when you are obviously thinking about something different so let's make this clear.'' he cleared his throat and then said

''I would be glad if you wouldn't waste my time so if you want to continue this way, please leave''

Holy shit. ''I'm sorry sir, I'm listening. It will not happen again'' I could see anger in his eyes.

He sat down. Now he was looking really pissed. But, still looking hot. I think he is the most beautiful person I ever saw. Oh no, again...

''So Ashley, tell me something about you'' he said looking into his phone typing something in it. 

I took a deep breath and then started ''Well, I attended a school of visual arts in Philadelphia and then worked 2 years as a photographer for journal called Kala. The reason I participated this interview is that I think that I could help in this direction as James Enterprise is also engaged in film production. And the main reason is that I can do what is expected from me, so the post of a personal assistant is ide-''

''That's enough miss Clark. I'm sorry but you're not suitable for this position. You're not what are we looking for. You can leave now'' he shuted my down, not even looking at me.

With another word I stood up with tears in my eyes and walked to the door. I needed this job. Feelings of anger, sadness and disappointment were beating in me. I couldn't hold it anymore and turned me to face him and loudly said 

''You know Mr.Carter, you weren't even listening to me. Even through that maybe I'm qualified, and probably a suitable adept, you won't listen. You don't give me a fucking chance. You're just too busy chatting there on your phone.'' I left the room and smashed the door behind me.

I was walking to the elevator when he ran out of his office after me.

'"Clark!"

 ''I expect you here, Monday 8:00. You have the job. And don't make me fucking regret it.'' 

"I know you, Clark" was the last thing he said before elevator doors closed.

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Stay tuned for chapter 3. It will be from the James's point of view.

Love,  Natalie 

xx