Lust, Death + Tales

The Interview

My heartfelt as though it was liquefying in my chest. I sensed warmth, and a small sense of comfort circulate throughout my body. My breathing was slow and controlled. I could see him, chiseled body sitting in the room I was soon to enter. His eyes tore from the paper he looked over, eyebrows raised in interest.

I saw him stride to the glass door, and open it with a soft and firm push. His eyes fell onto my own, a soft smile on his face. I knew then it was my turn and walked to meet him inside the glass room.

"Welcome. I'm Alex, it's a pleasure to meet you," he said, husky voice ringing in my ears.

"(_Name_). The pleasure's all mine." I replied, meeting his gaze coolly and shaking his hand in a manner that I had practiced for a while. I couldn't let myself lose my concentration just yet.

Alex chuckled, gesturing a hand to the seat that sat across from him on the interview table. "Why don't you take a seat?" He asked politely, already walking back to his own in front of me.

I followed mindlessly, taking the offer without a word. I felt his eyes inspect me, as though he was looking for any flaws in my posture. My heart raced as the seconds passed. His gaze became heavy and seductive. My heart was pounding as though it was about to explode. He leaned in close and reached for a file on the interview table. He laid back in his seat and crossed his left leg above his right. He opened the folder and stared curiously at its contents, then looked up with a smirk.

"So, miss (name), tell me about yourself." He simply asked, finally starting the interview as he rested his cheek in the palm of his hand.

"Well, I am (age) years old, I enjoy reading, drawing, watching anime, writing fanfiction and participating in community services. I am an only child, and my parents are from (origin)." I replied as coolly and collected as possible.

"Ah, I see, very interesting." He replies as he noted things down in the file.

"What are some of your aspirations? And what are some struggles you had to overcome in life?" he asked firmly.

"Ummm....well" she responds hesitantly, "as a child I had to overcome bullying and parental abuse. I never met my father, my mother every night would blame me for him leaving. I struggled to learn at a young age due to my surroundings and issues." She admitted, letting out a deep exhale.

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Alex raised his eyebrow in the form of both sympathy, yet interest in her story. He surveyed her the whole time she spoke. Strands of hair slowly crept to conceal her expression as she spoke. Her body seemed to give out small quakes and quivers. Her voice echoed the memories of fear, loneliness, and depression. But oddly, he could have sworn he heard her voice let out small delicate moans and forceful breaths. He was getting way too into it, Alex loosened his tie and ran his fingers through his hair. He could feel his groin quiver in excitement. 'I have to keep my composure.....' He cleared his throat and leaned close to the desk. He carefully placed his elbows onto the table, attempting to not make it obvious that the atmosphere had changed. He laid his head onto his now clasped hands.

"Miss......would you like some water?.." He asked with a smile to hide his inner intentions.

"....If it's not a bother.....yes please.." she responded as she fought back her sniffs and now forming tears.

Alex arose from his seat and began walking toward the mini refrigerator that was located behind the girl. As Alex opened and reached forward to grab a small water bottle, he couldn't help but feel as though someone was watching him.

Alex slowly retreated his steps back and in the corner of his eye, he noticed the girl looking in his direction. He did a sly smirk and walked back toward the girl with the small water bottle in hand. "Forgive me if I've made you feel uncomfortable Ms. (name)," said Alex as he leaned forward toward the girl to hand her the small beverage.

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"No worries Mr. Alex, it's my fault for allowing myself to get so emotional," I replied back as I reached to grab the water bottle for him. When I looked up to look at him, I could have sworn I saw a very erotic expression on Alex.

I had to blink a couple of times to make sure I wasn't seeing things... I must have been delusional since after blinking he had just a regular empathic expression. The same expression I've seen for as long as I can remember. 'How odd... I must be seeing things... these darn tears of mine cloud my vision' I thought to myself.

"Shall we continue the interview Ms. (name)?" asked Alex.

"Oh yes..." I replied.

"Splendid," replied Alex as he sat back down in his seat with the most psychotic smirk that sent shivers down my spine.

"Let the show begin," said Alex in a malicious tone. Then suddenly the lights went out and all was pitch black................................ Let the show begin.