CHOSEN FOR PLEASURE

CHAPTER ONE

Looking at the clock on the wall, it's 9.00 am on a Friday, I still haven't received any calls from the company I applied for the job of financial analyst. Maybe I'm not that good, this thought lingers in my mind . This is the first major company I have applied for the job as a financial analyst. After graduating from the University of Oxford Brooks, I worked for small businesses. The shift in economy forced me to sort after a new job, having quitting the old one, as the income was no longer enough to sustain my living expenses. Living alone in a small apartment had it's advantages and disadvantages. I missed my family. I'm  surprised that this even occurs to me seeing as how they looked down upon me.

' Oh God! I don't think they will call anytime soon. I probably lost it to someone else. '

I say that out loud in my tiny apartment. Anxiety starts to kick as I begin pacing around my living room which is not that big enough, less than  ten steps probably. I'm startled  when I hear the familiar ringtone. I reach across the table as fast as possible almost falling over. Thank God I didn't. I pick up on the second ring.

' Hello '

I sound almost breathless. Realising this I try to control my breathing.

' Is this Kate Vance?'

The voice on the other end speaks. Kind of recognizing from where I have heard the voice, joy starts elevating even before I have heard the full news. I answer almost immediately sounding like I have just ran a marathon.

' Yes, it's me Kate Vance. Who am I speaking to? '

' I'm Olivia Sanders , the Human Resource Manager from Horizon Communications Limited. I'm calling to inform you that you have been  accepted for the job as a financial analyst in our company. We would like you to start as soon as possible. Next week from Monday will be great.  Welcome to the company. It's will be great to have you with us.'

' Thank you so much. I really appreciate this opportunity you have given me . Sure, I'll be there on Monday.'

After hanging, I'm filled with joy that I literally start jumping up and down. I had been given this opportunity out of all the other people who had signed up for it. This gives me immense joy. I dial up my my friend Stacy, who is a bartender at one of the popular bars

' Staacyyyy!! I got the job.'

' What! Realllyy. Yess you go girlll, I knew you would get it. Time to party now. '

' I just got the job, not my paycheck. I think I'll wait when I first receive my paycheck.'

'No!! What are you talking about. This is enough news for us get a few drinks . Come on, it'll just be a few drinks and we'll be out before midnight.'

Knowing Stacy, what she just said was just a lie. She would never miss out an opportunity to drink and party. Although one might think that she would considering she is a bartender. I agree to her demands , knowing she would not stop until I agree.

'Fine. Swing by my apartment at 9 and we will just have a few drinks and be back by midnight.'

' Yes, mother. Can't wait to see you. Bye and love you.'

'Bye. Love you too.'

I hang up the phone and head to the bathroom to take a shower.

At 8.00 pm I decide to start getting ready, knowing that I'll be distracted easily while getting ready, doing goofy things , probably singing with my powder brush. Feeling good about myself today , I decide to wear something sexy but not too sexy to make me look like a slut. I go with a black figure hugging dress with thin staps which would bring out my collarbones. The dress reaches mid thighs. I'm not skinny and I'm not extra thick either. I'd fall in between. Earlier on , my body size would dampen my mood for days or weeks. Because if I start eating too much calories and just sit at home doing nothing, I would gain weight just within days and trust me shedding off the fat is not easy. I work out everyday to maintain my body shape. I have nice curves I'd admit that. I wasn't blessed with a body type that wouldn't gain even if I had extra calories. We all have to work hard for what we want. I go with a light touch of makeup, not too heavy, the brown eyeshadow brings out my hazel eyes, and I straighten my black hair. At last I apply my matte red lipstick. I am just doing my final touches when the bell rings. Excited I go running to open the door. As soon as I open the door, I'm thrown off balance by Stacy who hugs the oxygen out of me.

' Let me go.'

I try my best to get those words out of me. She immediately let's me go as she realizes this.

' Time to party bitchh!!! Finally got an excuse to party out.'  She states

I give her the stare and she immediately shuts up while chuckling.

' Let me just wear my heels and we good to go.'

She welcomes herself home after closing the door behind her. I quickly grab my black stilettos and put it on.

' Let's go. I'm ready. ' I state while grabbing my house keys.

We arrive at the club in a cab. There are two bouncers at the entrance looking as intimidating as possible. There is long line of people waiting to get into the club considering it's popularity and it's Friday , weekend is here and people are already in the mood to kick start their weekend with some booze and grinding about on the dance floor with random stangers. We skip the line and head straight to the bouncers. Stacy speaks to one of the bouncers while I stand behind her awkwardly looking around whole the people in the line glare at me. Hoping she doesn't take to long while I have to bear the people's hard glares. Soon the bouncer steps aside and lets us pass through. That's for counting on Stacy, since she is half famous due to her job and her over friendliness which makes her popular. While for me it takes a while to get comfortable, what can I say being socially awkward has it's days. But I'm grateful for having such an amazing friend who has been by my side since I arrived in the city. As soon as we enter , my ears are blasted with loud music coming from almost everywhere and disco lights. I follow Stacy. She takes us to the bar area where the volume of the music is just enough for us to hear each other and make a conversation. We both order the same drink , margarita. I look around and find a couple making out very intensely by the washroom. The guys hands are all over the girl's body and at one point he squeezes both of her breasts in his palms. I quickly avert my eyes in fear of seeing much more than I already have. I have an eye for noticing people. While on the dance floor people are grinding on each other , some probably with strangers. I look back at Stacy, realising that she is talking to me.

' What did you say. I didn't hear.'

She gives me the look.

' Look at those two men there, in the VIP section. Aren't they hot? I think I'm gonna get laid tonight.'

She looks at me and smirks. I laugh at her enthusiasm. She does change guys every week so it's nothing new for me. I look back again to the those two guys in the VIP section. I have to admit that they are actually hot. I feel like I'm looking longer than I need to, but I can remove my gaze from them. One the men is in a formal suit suggesting that he probably just came here directly from work with a hard and rugged kind of look, the kind that makes your panties wet. While the other man is in a more relaxed attire and has a boyish charm to his looks which would make any girl swoon over him. However my eyes are fixated on the man wearing a suit. There is just something about him that makes me want to stare at him. He probably works out everyday, looking at his physique , he looks muscular, I wonder what is beneath all those clothes. I don't how long I have been staring at him but soon we make eye contact and there is something so intense in his stare that just makes me look at him. His face has a stoic expression yet it makes him look more gorgeous. Realising that I have been staring way too long a blush starts to creep up my cheeks and I quickly avert my eyes. I look back at Stacy and find that she is already staring at me. She smirks at me, and I try hard to hide my blush.

' What !!?'  I ask her

' Nothing. Maybe I'm not the only one getting laid tonight. '

'Nah. That's not happening. You're mistaken. I'm just here for a few drinks.'

'Care to explain then what just happened right now.'

'Nothing happened. He just caught me looking at- '

' Oh look , his is approaching us. Holy sh*t . '  She interrupts me.

I look towards where the guys were sitted and indeed one of them Is approaching us , well by the looks of it. Involuntarily I find my myself looking at the man in the suit and our eyes lock once again. This time I do not let myself get embarrassed by staring blatantly at someone else and quickly look back at Stacy. Wondering what the night has in store for me, I pray to God to let me get through this night without doing anything embarrassing.

Author's note

Hey guys!! Here is the first chapter. Please tell me how you found it and what are your thoughts about the chapter and the characters in the comments. Please vote also. Your love and support will be much appreciated. Thank you so much.