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6...Interview...

Author: Queenjsteph
last update Last Updated: 2024-02-23 15:30:48

{Jason}

I took my seat not taking my eyes off the devilish girl that haunted me in my dreams. I had a nightmare and she was the villain in the dream, dressed in all red and chasing me with two knives on both hands, swearing to cut off my dick with them, and now she is here in my office.

Great! You die today, Jason.

She was currently dressed in a corporate wear that gave her a nice appearance-- an appearance that could deceive. I almost didn't recognize her as the same demonic girl as I haven't seen her dress this way before. She was always dressed in simple tight jeans and T shirt, not in fitted skirt and neat longsleeve shirt that currently gave her body a good figure. Not that I was really staring. It's just important I take notice of all these things as the interviewer --her dress sense.

I ran my gaze briefly over her body again, observing more details. I'm really just observing for the sake of getting a good employee, and I can see that so far, she is the only one not dressed to seduce.

Her ponytail was neat and tight, her makeup was very light and beautiful. Her sealed lips were coated with whatever wet substance ladies like to wear on their lips.

She was sitting quietly like she wasn't the same sharp mouthed girl that finds pleasure in pissing me off. She adjusted her glasses and swallowed. A sign of nervousness.

I smirked. I never thought there would be a day I would see her this nervous. Never!

Now, I'm beginning to really like the idea of interviewing the applicants myself, if I'd not done this myself, I was not gonna see this female devil getting edgy.

She rose to her feet, looking confused if to leave the office or not.

She sat back.

She rose again, still not having a clear expression.

Oh man, this is interesting.

She took her seat but after few seconds, she stood again, clearing her throat and gingerly pushing back her glasses with her fingers.

"Sit" I ordered calmly, staring at her and watching as she sluggishly obeyed. Her obedience is surprising.

She could not maintain eye contact with me and played with her fingers, her eyes down at her thighs.

Now, she is timid. Is this really the sharp mouthed ferocious girl I know. Although, if I had not known her to be so rude in the past, I would have found her shyness really cute especially with the way her lips were pouted.

I cleared my throat. "So, Kelsie Keller, huh?" I asked, briefly scanning her resume.

She swallowed and gave a polite nod. It looked like she is unable to find her voice. This is gonna be really interesting.

"Hmm" I hummed, my eyes glancing between her face and her resume. "So you worked in a cafe?" I asked like I didn't know that before. "I mean you stated that in your resume, didn't you?"

She nodded again, giving me a suspicious stare.

"How do you treat your customers?" I asked with an expressionless face. "Do you treat them well?" I questioned as her curse words kept ringing in my head.

She gave another polite nod.

"You don't cuss out the customers?" I asked quietly and she gave me a sharp look before staring down at her thighs.

"Are you usually quiet or you just happened to be quiet today?" I asked with a feigned innocent look."You haven't said a single word since you arrived"

She looked up at me and her expression told me she was aware I was mocking her. She opened her mouth to talk, probably to cuss me out as that was her speciality.

"You wanna say something? Probably use the 'F' word?" I asked, still using the fake innocent expression but my tone gave away my thoughts. I'm really gonna enjoy this. "Curse words are prohibited, so I hope you're not going to be cussing out your boss at work?" I glanced down at her resume then looked up to give a fixed look into her eyes through her glasses

She closed back her mouth and breathed in. I flicked my gaze to the way she clenched her fist at her side.

I studied her. Her confused expression was back. She's probably contemplating if she should work with me or not.

"I like calm employees. If you are really calm, then you have nothing to worry about when working for me" I pointed out.

She bit her inner cheek. Of course she knows I was indirectly telling her she is not a calm person because she really is not. I don't think I've ever interacted with a girl like her before. I was used to girls submitting to me every time.

She unclenched her fist and adjusted herself in her seat.

"Hm. I see you're really calm now" I bent my neck to the side a little "Tell me something Miss Keller..." I squinted my eyes at her to give a serious, studying look. "Are you calm now because you want this job or that is really how you are?"

She bit her lip hard and stared boldly at me. Now the fierce girl was coming back.

"I am only calm to people when they are calm to me. I won't hesitate to show my other side when being provoked" she answered.

I gave a side smile "Interesting" I narrowed my eyes at her "But you are hesitant to show your other side now, why?"

"I am not hesitating"

I rose a brow "Oh really? Then why haven't you cursed me and walked out on me by now?"

She looked away from my face, running her tongue over her lips which got my attention for a moment.

The shape. The colour. The moistness.

I concluded that she's got really nice, tempting lips before averting my gaze from them.

"Why do you want to become a secretary and not take any other job?" I questioned, now staring into her eyes.

"Any other job?" She rose a brow and smirked "You mean jobs like fake marriage and performing wifely duties?"

Damn, she knew what I was talking about.

"You are actually smarter than I thought" I commented.

"And that was exactly why I decided to take up a real job and not an abnormal one that involves abiding by some crazy rules" She retorted.

I think this girl has got some fixed machine in her head that help makes up a sassy reply in seconds, but I decided to be the peaceful one between us today. I'm not gonna act like a child.

"Okay" I breathed in to gain more composure "But I hope you know if you get this job now, that means you will be working for someone you referred to as abnormal and that will make you really abnormal"

I saw her eyes turned dark before she shut them briefly, blowing her cheeks out. "Okay, that is it" she whispered, abruptly rising to her feet.

She was really pissed. She opened her mouth, probably to throw a curse at me but before she could do that, I shook my head at her.

"Uh, uh. Nope. Don't try cussing me out now, Miss Keller"

She shut her mouth like an obedient girl.

"Now, sit like the matured person you are and let's finish this interview" I said my usual blank face.

She sighed like she was silently praying for patience to deal with me. I hope she knows I've been praying for a lot of patience too.

I gestured towards the chair "Have your sit, Miss Keller"

She threw me an expression that screamed the annoyance she feels towards me "Come on, have your seat" I urged, tempted to smile.

She took a deep breath and sat back on the chair.

"Tell me, Miss Kelsie Keller" I sat foward, placing my arms straight on the table and squinting my eyes at her "Why should I hire you?"

She pushed back her glasses, her lips forming a slight pouty shape.

I continued "I am aware that you can be hot tempered, and unfortunately even my calm secretaries didn't even last long"

"That is because you are also hot tempered" she remarked and before I could talk, she continued "And I think they didn't last long because they were too calm, always cool with your ways. If they'd at least tried to tell you off once maybe you won't have to interview me today"

I hummed.

"I am not going to be calm with you just because you are my boss" She added and I knew she meant that.

I interlocked my fingers into each other and hummed again. "At least you are being honest, a quality most applicants don't possess"

She huffed "I know that will not make you give me this job. I don't understand why I'm wasting my time here anyways" she rose from the seat and turned around to leave.

"Wait, Miss Keller" I called back with a strong voice that made her halt on her tracks.

"What now?" She asked without turning back. "You wanna throw more insults at me?"

I curved up my lips, staring at her back "You got the job"

She froze for a moment before turning around sharply and blinked fastly at me. "I.....I got the job?"

"You heard that right."

Yeah, I know I shouldn't employ her, but if I can find something interesting in this interview, then there has to be more if she becomes my employee.

She seems to be different from the other girls I've met out there.

She does not care about my money or position, she remains fierce.

I stared deeply into her eyes. I need her submission. I need to make her know who the boss really is.

You are not going anywhere Keslie Keller. You are staying.

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