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Early morning Sun lighten Camila's skin through the big ceiling to floor window.
She impatiently moved her leg up and down, waiting for her name to be called.

"Miss Camila" she stood up as doors opened and middle aged woman called.

She smiled at Cuban girl saying:
"Come in"

Fixing her long black skirt she walked in.
"Take a seat miss"

"Thank you" she sat down on comfortable chair in front of work desk.

"Now tell me, why do you need this job?"

Camila cleaned her throat, playing with her fingers.
"Um first Mam, I need it for surviving" she chuckled on her own sarcasm, older woman grinned.

"Then I really love to work this job, I went on college with though I really want to do this"

"Okey" she wrote down notes.

Woman backed in her seat asking "what would you do for this job?"

Camila moved piece of hair behind her ear, thinking what to say right.

"I would give my best, all I need to and can. I would take my responsibilities, just all it takes"

Camila showed fake smile, not knowing if this was right at all.

Black haired woman looked at her and asked her again another question.
"You sure?"

Camila nodded her head stuttered
"y-yes"

Cuban girl stood up as woman stood up too.
"Congratulations, you are hired, I'm Alisson"

With shocked eyes Camila asked her
"What?"

"Yes you start tomorrow, sign in these papers" she handed them to her.
"When you're finished just tell me"

-

Camila again sat in same chair as she was sitting before.
"Here miss Camila, you're starting tomorrow"

With smile Camila asked her "Am I working for you?"

Woman shocked her head.
"No, you're working for Mr.Mendes"

Camila just nodded, thinking it's probably her brother? Husband?
She doesn't know.
All she does know, she got job.

"We're going to see him now"

They walked out of the office and went down the big hall where people were working in rush.

"Stay here for a second, please"

Alisson walked in, leaving doors behind her little bit open.
Gripping her bag Camila again waited, she was nervous.

-

"What, you got me an assistant as a female?"
Alisson nodded.
"Yes"

"Why I don't want some old, inpatient woman who's just drinking hot tea and doing nothing"

Alisson let out slow chuckle looking at the tall man.
"Why can't Hailee still work?"

"She's pregnant"

"Just 2 months"

"And her pregnancy is dangerous, she can't be under stress it can have effect on a baby"

He turned around and walked to the window, sighing heavily.

"Still I don't want an old lady"

He heard doors open "bye Shawn"
doors closed behind.

"No wait!" He turned around and there stood, young girl, wearing black skirt, t-shirt with chocolate hair on it. Her high heels made her look bigger.
Dorky but definitely beautiful smile pasted on her face.

"Hi" Camila said just over a whisper.
She thought he is older.
Not maybe younger than her.

"Hello" Shawn smiled at her "I guess you're my new assistant?"

"Yes, Mr.Mendes"

She smiled again at him.

"Take a seat" he showed on chair. Walking carefully she looked at the floor.
"Call me Shawn, miss"

She looked at him as she sat, he was now sitting in his chair too.
"Call me Camila"

"Beautiful name"

She just blushed.

"I'm starting tomorrow right?" She asked with rosy cheeks.
"Um yes at 8am"

"Should we get you to know your job more, then I'll show you your office?"

"I'm going to have my own office?"
He nodded.

"Okey Camila, so, I am the owner of this all, it was my dad's. Basically we usually travel a lot and go on meetings"

Camila looked at his features as she listened to him.
"Travels"

"Yes it's all payed" he chuckled
"Eventually we have one problem what's more important than all of that, that's what we'll be working on for now"

Shawn followed her eyes, they are like  chocolate in the middle but then at the ends it looked like honey was pouring at the sides. Beautiful.
He thought.

"What's the problem?"

"Not today, tomorrow" he stood up and showed her to walk to her new office.

He opened doors and they walked in together.
"It's beautiful . . . empty"

He chuckled at her act, looking down at her.
"You can bring your favorite things in here and actually everything you want"

"My dog?" She asked hitting the sarcasm.

"No! I'm allergic to them"

She let out slow laugh "I was kidding"

"Knew it"

-

"Mr.Mendes" he turned to her before she walked out.

"Yes?"

"Um . . . when I was getting here I saw other flat had same surname as yours Mr.
Is that also the place where we're working"

He shocked his head, his lips in line.
Until he spoke "that's our problem"

"Oh okey, see you tomorrow then, Mr. Mendes"

She walked out, he held doors behind.
"Shawn" he said and smiled at her.
She nodded smiling too.

A/n: Hello my everything!
New story?! Yes.

Do you like it so far let me know!

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