'The secret to be Good, is to hide the Evil'
Maia Severino, a girl running from her past but stuck in a life she can't continue, doing anything to survive.
Carlos Marchetti, a man in charge, always knowing what to do next, always getting what he wa...
How have I just got a job at one of the richest companies in the world? Two days ago, I was dancing in a strip club.
Its true what Carlos said, I really do want this job, but now I have to work for him seven days a week. How am I not going to be turned on every fucking second of the day?
After the interesting interview, I took a taxi home and just relived that whole catastrophe of a conversation, oh my god what a mess.
I also have to be there at seven o'clock in the morning tomorrow which is going to make it really hard to get there on time.
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My alarm screeches in my ears, 5:30, fucking despicable time. I take a quick cold shower whilst contemplating to quit before I even start, Carlos probably wouldn't even give me that decision.
I honestly have no idea what this job even entails, am I just sitting behind a desk taking phone calls or telling people what Carlos wants? I really should have looked more into what I am going to be doing every day of the week.
When I arrive at the building, I walk into the foyer my heels clacking on the hard floor drawing a lot of attention to myself. Self-reminder does not wear chunky heels they are very loud.
I get to the elevator and realise I don't know where I am supposed to be going; I decide to go to that friendly woman on the twelfth floor to ask. I think her name was Natasha. I press number 12 and the doors start to slide shut, "HOLD!" someone shouts across the foyer.
I put my hand over the sensors, so the doors stay open, "Thank you" he pants trying to slow his breathing. "My name is Liam by the way, and I am extremely late for my internship that just started today" he introduces. He must be around my age if he is doing an internship.
"What's your name and job?" he asks genuinely intrigued. "I'm Celeste the new PA for C-Mr Marchetti" I reply, I need to get used to saying his last name because calling him Carlos would be unprofessional. "Good luck with that", he laughs.
I turn my head towards him questioning what is so funny. "Oh, you don't know, Mr Marchetti gets through his PA's very quickly, I heard the last one was only here for an hour before she ran out crying." Shocked by his words all I say is "Oh" then the elevator doors slide open, and I exit.
This isn't going to go well. So, the least qualified person got a job for the pickiest boss ever.
Just fucking great.
The carpeted floor cloaks the sound of my heels as I walk down the plant filled hall, for aesthetic, to the desk that Natasha sits behind. She looks so tiny compared to it, it was definitely built by a man that didn't take a woman's perspective into account.
"Hello, how can I help you?" she says automatically without looking up from the computer. "I am the new PA for Mr Marchetti, but he didn't really tell me what I am supposed to do, so I just came up here wondering if you knew anything, "I question slightly embarrassed about what I'm asking.
