I wrap up by fixing my hair into a tight ponytail while standing in front of the mirror. I straighten my outfit and give myself a once-over look. Perfect! I my handbag, shove my résumé inside after I'm content with how I look, stamp two-inch stilettos on the floor, and make a hasty exit.
I find my phone and contact Grace while strolling across the living room. Although I dread leaving the coffee business in her hands, I must do this. I need . For my happiness and sanity.
Just as she picks up, I exit my condo and lock it, marching towards the lift. "Hi, bestie!
Are you already at your prince charming's office?" She says, and her voice seems to trotting.
"It is just 9:10, and my appointment with him is until ten. I am just leaving." I get into lift.
"I see. Good luck. Although I don't think you need it. There is no way that guy would you off his hook. You should be so exhilarated about the steamy office romance are about to sign up for. Hehee!"
Damn, that thought! And fuck her wild thinking!
"Hey! I am only signing up for work and nothing else. Stop with your freaking silly ," I mumble as I settle inside the Uber, and the driver wastes no time in stepping the gas pedal.
"Uuu. You can't lie. I bet your pussycat is throbbing hot and wet with that thought. I you to deny!"
Goodness! Does this girl really realize that I am her boss, for fuck's sake?
But she is right, Ellie! You can't refute the enthusiasm you are feeling or the urge to close to your "about-to-be" boss. My stupid brain mocks me, making me sigh!
My boss, huh? For as long as I meet his expectations in the field he will assign me to,
I can't deny him the pleasure. Besides, he said he could bend the rules, and that is still freshly wavering in my dirty brain. I didn't make that suggestion. It him who did, and I can't resist him. I cannot be that mean to deny my sweet boss.
Period!
"What, Ellie? Don't tell me you are already visualizing sucking his cock under his already."
Holly Mary, mother of... can this one stop with me? "Shut up, Grace! Watch how you to your boss for hell's sake!" I mumble, feeling so weirdly hot all of a sudden.
Jeez! This girl, though!
"Sorry, but you know I am right, right?"
"You can die from your fucking knickknacks later, but before then, could you tell me the shop is doing? Any problems? Anything you guys need?" I ask, changing the . I hope no employee was around her when she uttered those kinky shits.
Sweet sh*t, though, but I cannot let her know that. The idea of crawling under the and sucking his balls while he is working does not sound bad at all. Sigh!
"No,” she says, cutting my wild thoughts off, “Nothing, boss Ellie! We are all good and everything is running as usual. Even much better now that I don't have to checking on you cooked up in that office of yours."
Wow! I had no idea I was an additional baggage to her stints! The nerve! I didn’t ask to do that. She should have just minded her business and let me be!
Her voice wave is constantly fluctuating, and I can perceive her pacing back and forth the store. Since quitting that terrible job at the club, she has been ecstatic. She never to let me down, so she had better not.
"Okay, okay! At least you now have only one chore, which is to make sure nothing wrong in my absence. Don't fail me. I will see you later."
"Do what you have to do, and don't worry about a thing over here. I will take care of ." Her tone altered to a serious one, and honestly, I like her more this way.
"Okay. Don't hesitate to call me in case of anything, okay?"
"Okay. Take care out there, Ellie."
"I will. Bye." I end the call, composing myself on the seat as we maneuver the busy .
As the car comes to a smooth stop in front of the gate of the Almeda Motel, I am struck by the grandeur of the building towering before me. Its majestic çade rises high into the sky, adorned with intricate architectural details that speak of and luxury. The soft glow of lampposts lining the driveway casts a warm , adding to the allure of the place.
Stepping out of the car, I take a moment to soak in the atmosphere, my eyes roaming the meticulously manicured gardens and elegant fountains that grace the entrance.
The air is filled with the scent of blooming flowers, mingling with the faint aroma of brewed coffee from the nearby café, creating a sensory feast for the senses.
What a beautiful place!
I fish out some notes and hand them to the driver as payment without looking at him. I lost in the beauty before me. This guy and his taste, huh?
Approaching the gate, I am greeted by a security man whose demeanor exudes and courtesy. With a polite nod, he allows me to pass through, his gaze ensuring the safety and security of all guests.
Crossing the gate, I find myself enveloped in the embrace of luxury. The lobby is a of design, with marble floors gleaming under the soft glow of chandeliers . Plush velvet couches invite guests to relax and unwind, while a grand leads to the upper floors with an air of regal elegance.
Making my way to the elevator, I press the button for the top floor, where my awaits. As the doors slide open, I step into the spacious lift, admiring the interior and polished mirrors that reflect back my anticipation. I press number
32 as per his instructions earlier and wait for the doors to close. My smooth ride-up starts.
Arriving at my floor, I step out into a corridor lined with ornate sconces and artwork speaks of the rich history and culture of the region. Each door is adorned with a brass plaque, indicating the luxurious accommodations beyond.
I make my way out onto the floor as I was directed to, and I approach the lady whose is plastered with excessive pond paint. She looks somewhat disconcerting to me.
Protracted eyelashes and dense lipstick, not to mention the lengthy adhesive fangs in name of nails. Goodness! How do people survive with these things? She looks like a witch than a beauty! She would have been much better with her natural color, other than these shiny brown paintings she applied to her face.
"Yes. What can I do for you?" The presumptuous bitch does not even spare me a . Her face is snappily angled at the computer.