Terrence Langston

Isabella:

"Dora I'm not sure I want this job anymore "I told Dora as I looked in the mirror at my skirt and how they hugged my curves.

"Mmhh..." she says, checking her phone.

What bothered me the most was that she wasn't even listening to me. Since last week, she had been obsessed with speaking with Hudson. Perhaps she was falling for him.

"Isn't that Hudson? Someone is madly in love, "I made a joke. She rolled her eyes and threw away her phone.

She immediately got out of bed and walked over to me. She then stroked my hair and tucked a strand behind my ear.

"You are stunning, and working for Langston will elevate your life. Fuck your ex and get your life back," as she spoke, a smile crept up my lips.

"I mean, what do they say again? Niggas are not shit "She said to me, and I chuckled a little before pulling her into a hug.

She was the best.

As soon as someone honked on the driveway, I pulled away from the hug.

"Must be the chauffeur," she said as she grabbed my hand and dragged me downstairs.

"You look great, and Terrence would love to have you as his PA," she said, trying to sound convincing despite the fact that my spirit was half crushed because I had a bad feeling about this, and my guts were barely wrong.

Then she pushed me outside and opened the door.

"Have a great day and bye," she hurriedly said as she slammed the door shut.

I saw Hudson's car drive by as soon as I got into the taxi and it pulled out of the driveway. Then I creased my brows and silently cursed Dora.

I would have assumed Dora had the best plans for me if I hadn't seen Hudson's car drive by. She was eager to get rid of me so she could spend the entire day with Hudson. I'm interested in what happened to Dora. She was never a lover's girl. I mean, who exactly is this man?

The office was only about a fifteen-minute drive away, and I was there in the blink of an eye. As I stepped out of the taxi, I took a deep breath. I looked up at the tall building, which had its peak gleaming from the early morning sun.

The structure was indeed lovely. My only hope was that I could find work here. I needed the job after being out of work for quite some time.

I approached a beautiful lady at the reception desk.

I said, "Good morning," and she smiled back.

"How may I assist you, ma?" She inquired, trying desperately to keep her smile, which I found odd.

"I'm here to interview for said position of Mr. Langston's personal assistant, and..."

I couldn't finish my sentence before she cut me off. That was impolite, but I could deal with it.

"Take the elevator to the third floor. Take a left and proceed to the last door on the hallway "She stated.

I nodded and proceeded to the elevator. As it closed, I took a deep breath in. I walked out of the elevator as soon as it stopped and followed the directions I was giving. I came to a complete stop in front of a large door. Pulling it open, I entered an empty room with a desk and another room ahead that I assumed was the main office.

This one was beautifully decorated, and despite wearing long sleeves and a jacket, it was quite chilly.

Mr. Langston was furious on the phone, and I could hear him from where I was.

"What do they want? Tell them I said I'd buy every last penny of their stupid gold!"

I swallowed hard as he yelled into the phone.

My hands were already trembling, but I mustered the courage to knock.

"Who is that?" He grumbled.

"I've come to apply for the position of your personal assistant," I explained.

"Come in!" He said this, and I reached for the door, opening it with my heart pounding to the highest pitch.

When I opened the door and walked in, my eyes flashed before my eyes and I heard my guts whisper, "I told you so."

*********

Behind the desk was the same man who had called me desperate a week before.

I'm not sure if I was surprised, sad, or just couldn't put my emotions into one word.

A smirk formed on his lips the moment our gazes met.

"Are you that desperate that you couldn't stay away from me for a week?" He inquired, then rose from his seat.

My heart skipped several beats as he walked over to me, and my legs began to shake. He walked past me and shut his door, and I took a deep breath that was cut short when he grabbed me by the waist, my back grazing his chest.

"Did you have any thoughts about me after that day?" As his breath fell on my neck, I swallowed hard.

This man was equally appealing, and I craved every inch of him.

"Do you touch yourself at night with the fantasy of what could have been if I had wanted to take you that night?" He inquired, his hands running from the nape of my neck to my chest.

My heartbeat quickened, and my body began to react positively to his touch. I came here for a job, but I wouldn't mind leaving with something extra.

He gently ran his hands down my thigh, and I gasped, throwing my head backwards on him. Then he kissed my neck, causing a moan to escape my lips.

I immediately turned around to grab him, but he yanked my hands away from his body. He pushed me away and walked back to his seat, leaving me perplexed.

"You seem like a fun character," he said as he sat down. Then he crossed his arms with a smirk on his face, while I was boiling with rage.

I had been fooled twice.

"You've been hired, but if you're even a second late, you can kiss the office goodbye. Your office is the small reception area you noticed on your way in. Dismissed!" He stated coldly…