Chapter 5

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Fatima's POV

Taking a deep breathe, I fix my suit again. I practice a smile, and finally walk to the front desk of Moretti Entreprises

"Hello, my name is Fatima Noor and I am here for an interview" I slowly whisper,

"May I see your ID?" The lady on the desk asks me. I slowly take it out of my purse and hand it to her. She looks at it and type something on her computer. After a minute or so, she hands me back my card and tells me that someone was going to escort me to the correct floor, I just nod my head.

"Follow me ma'am" A guy in a suit tells me, and well, I just do it, but not without looking around me. The ceiling is so high and almost everything was made of glass, with some shining metal. My heels were clicking against the floor, and looking at the tiles, they are even cleaner than my living room, coming from me, that is saying a lot. Opening the elevator, he presses a button.

"It's a little chilly today" I tried to make a conversation, being already tired of the silence. He didn't even look at me. A-w-k-w-a-r-d.
After few seconds, the metallic door opens to the 10th floor. He gets out, without looking at me and just keeps walking forward. Rude much? Anyways I follow him, being careful not to fall like a potato on the floor, even though my heels were like an inch or two. But hey, I am a boots type of girl, so heels are not really my thing. Don't get me wrong, I wear them when necessary, but it wouldn't be the first thing that pops in my head when I think about Shoes.

"You can speak to the lady on the desk" he tells me before turning around to go towards the elevator once more. I plaster a smile on my face and approach the lady that was sitting once again in front of a computer, but this time with glasses

"Good morning, I am Fatima Noor and I am here for an interview"

She looks at me, takes a paper from her desk and give it to me "You can sit and fill this paper out and bring it back to me after you are done"

I take it from her, fill it out really quick and give it back to her. She smiles at me and tells me to sit down again.

I look around me. Oh Gosh, I can't believe I am actually here. This is the company I wanted to work at after college. I heard it's own by an Italian devil, but I didn't want to research  him, I wanted to see him first, and well, the first hand research will come later, because I know not to believe the tabloids. I remember what they used to say about Malik Qureshi, Yasmin's Husband. Well, they forgot to say that he was annoying, but yeah, they were exaggerating for the rest, creating unbelievable stories. They should publish fiction books.

"Fatima Noor?" A woman in her mid twenties calls out. I get up and smile and walk towards her "I am Mia, I will be doing your interview today" she shakes my hand

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"If everything goes well, we will contact you as soon as this evening to schedule a second round interview" she tells me before shaking my hand again

"No problem. By the way I love your coat" I smile at her. She has a really good sense of fashion

"Thank you. I got it from Burlington, and it was on sale. Don't tell anyone" she whispered

"Your secret is safe with me" I grinned. If I was to get hired, for sure we would be good friends.

I turn around while another person was going in to be interviewed. I can't believe all the people that were here. I guess everyone either wanted to have the sexy devil as boss, or because of the amazing pay. For sure I figure in the second category. Walking out of the building, I finally take a deep breathe. I look around me, to only find people with suits, or dressed elegantly around me. It makes me fix my upper suit, and make me look at my outfit one more time. Well, at least I got this interview over with. Now, I don't know when they are going to contact me. And seeing the long line of people I left, I am feeling a little under the weather.

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