Chapter 4~ Destiny's Sweet Games

Shyla's POV:

As I was dilly dallying around the office, I reached out for my phone to check the time. It was 10:45 am. I just had 15 mins left, so, I rushed towards the lobby and asked where my interview would take place. The receptionist checked on her computer and told me that it was the same room as before. What the heck am I supposed to do now?! I literally just locked that room from the outside and returned the keys to her, how am I supposed to unlock it now?? For the love of God, can I please get a break!!!

Just when I was busy giving myself a lecture in my head, I heard the phone in the reception ringing. The receptionist picked it up and said, "Hello... Oh yes, Mr. Evan... What?? How is that possible?!.... Yes, I'm sending the keys right away.... I'm extremely sorry for the inconvenience."

Oh shit! Is she going to figure out it was me who did it?! Of course, she will. It's quite obvious, isn't it! I was legit panicking at this moment.

She immediately took out the keys and was just about to leave when she looked at me and stopped in her tracks. "Oh God, I'm finished! How can I screw this up 2 times in a row?!", I thought to myself.

"You're going to the 20th floor, right? Could you please take this key and open the door to the room where you gave the interview last time..? Some idiot locked the door! I would've done it myself but I can't just leave the reception desk unattended.", she said before handing over the keys to me, again!

I was honestly dumbstruck by this! How could she have forgotten it was me?! It was me who took the keys from her just an hour ago... Ring a bell, Missy?? Anyways, it's good that she doesn't remember this. At least I won't get in trouble this time around and get to be the saviour who solved the problem by opening the door for him!

I'd wasted enough time in the lobby so I rushed towards the interview room. As I reached there, I saw that there was another girl standing outside the door. As if I hadn't wasted enough time already; instead of going ahead and opening the door ASAP, I started a freakin' conversation with her, coz obviously, I'm a moron!

"Hey, are you here to give an interview as well?", I asked her.

"No, actually, I'm his Personal Assistant", said the girl in black.

"A mere interviewer like him has a personal assistant?!", I thought out loud.

"Excuse me?", she said with a confused look on her face.

"Oh, it's nothing", I blurted out nervously. What the heck is wrong with me! Why'd I say it out loud like that?! God, please help me get through this day!!!

"The receptionist said that she'd bring the keys soon, where the heck is she?! Did you by any chance see her on your way here..?", she enquired.

"Oh shit! I'm so sorry, I completely forgot about that! I have the keys... Lemme open the door real quick.", I said embarrassed. I opened the door instantly and she went in first.

The stupid interviewer was sitting there with his back towards us, as usual. But while going in, I suddenly realised that the girl on the phone said that Evan Thorne would take my interview himself... So what am I doing here and what the heck is this stupid interviewer doing here? Most importantly, where is Mr. Evan??

Just as I was thinking about all this, I heard the girl speak up again. "I'm really sorry for the all this nuisance, Mr. Thorne. I'm not sure who would be stupid enough to lock your door like this... We're looking into it and will find the culprit soon", said the girl.

"Oh, no please don't find the culprit... I AM THE CULPRIT!!! Wait a minute...... Did she just say Mr. Thorne?! He's Evan Thorne?? But I thought he was the interviewer! When the heck did they switch places? I remember peeking in before locking him in and I'm quite certain it was the interviewer from yesterday. Then how did Mr. Thorne end up here?! Ugh I'm so confused that my head hurts..!", I was lost again in my world of thoughts.

I was brought back to reality by a deep, low pitched voice that said, "Don't worry about it, Venessa. I'll take care of it myself, you can get back to work."

"As you say, sir", said the girl, who's name is Venessa, apparently!

As Venessa started walking out, I heard the man speak again. "Wait a minute", he said before turning towards us and continuing "Introduce the candidate to me before leaving".

Before Venessa could introduce me, I yelled in astonishment, "You?? You're Evan Thorne?!"

"Yes, he's Mr. Thorne, do you have any doubts?", replied Venessa.

"That can't be right! He's the interviewer from yesterday... The one who almost hit me with his sexy black car yesterday morning!" As soon as I finished the sentence, I realised what an idiot I am! How can an interviewer afford such an expensive car...! What is wrong with me! Why didn't I think of this before?!

Wait.... That means I called Mr. Evan Thorne, the CE fucking O of Whitestone Digital, narcissistic and full of shit..? Why, God, why?! Why does Mr. Ego Pants have to be my dream guy?!!!

Seeing that I went silent for a while, I heard him say, "I hope all your doubts are clear now, Miss Car Thief".

"Miss what?", asked Venessa.

Being too damn embarrassed in front of her already, I didn't want to embarrassed any further so I interrupted before he could even open his mouth to answer and said, "Miss Cathy! He called me Miss Cathy coz Cathy is my middle name, you know!" I heard him chuckle a little bit at that.

"Oh is that so? But how does Mr. Thorne know that?", questioned Venessa.

"Good question...", I said. After a brief pause, I continued, "You know how influential Mr. Thorne is. It's not that difficult for him to dig out all the information about someone".

"Ahh, you're right! So, I'll just leave you two alone so he could take your interview. Best of luck to you, Cathy", said Venessa before leaving.

After Venessa closed the door behind her, I heard him say, "So, Miss Cathy, ready for the interview?"

I was so angry and embarrassed that I just didn't know what to say! I don't want to lose this opportunity to work at such a huge company. Life has given me a second chance, not everyone gets a second chance...! How can I waste it just because I have a feud with this guy over here, who's apparently the guy of my dreams and is about to become my boss (that is, if I succeed to pass this interview somehow!)...

Deciding not to give up so easily, I just nodded my head in reply, so as to not annoy him this time. Surprisingly enough, he didn't make any more nasty comments and actually took my interview professionally.

The interview went on for a whole hour and after we were done he said I'd get a call from the HR Team if I get selected. I was actually quite confident that I'd get selected this time coz I answered all his questions well.

Just when I was about to leave, he stopped me saying, "I'm not done yet, Miss".

Honestly speaking, I was quite curious as to what else was left to do... The interview ended already so I dunno what he meant by that! I turned around to face him and asked, "What do you mean?".

I watched him stand up from his chair and walk in my direction. He kept approaching me slowly while I kept moving backwards as I was quite intimidated by him. All of a sudden, I couldn't go back anymore as my back touched the table behind me while he kept coming closer and closer until he was so close to me that I could actually hear his breath. He smelled great by the way, and he looked damn sexy in that grey suit with a black shirt underneath. The first 2 buttons of the shirt were unbuttoned and I could see his rock hard chest right in front of my eyes (as he was so freakin' tall compared to me...!). I honestly wanted to run my hands all over his well-sculpted body, starting from his muscular torso; all the way from his pecks to his beautiful abs that I'm fucking sure he has and feel every inch of his body.

Just as I was thirsting over him, he slowly came even closer and whispered into my ears, "I'm still not over that fact that you called me a judgemental a-hole the other day, Miss Car Thief".

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