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job position? Assistant to the big boss. Secretary something. I'm thirty-four and because of some family problems, meaning I had to take care of my only living par
tion, it was already in advanced stages. His new surgery is due in six months and I need to work out t
im to have a chance on life. Cure? At least for him to live longer and not suffer that much. I'm fine with that. He thinks the same. Yet, he's at peace with ei
he hell I won't nail it. No one has more drive than I have for my dad to acquire this position. Besides the upcoming
he has. It's a private hospital focused on such cases and you can imagine how expensive all this is. On the other side
and body, fit to the entertainment industry. I'm not that fit. No, I'm not ugly, but I'm a curvy girl. I can't
m last in line for the interview. "Well, if I didn't get the job, you certainly won't, f
. Anyways. I'm here for secretary position, not to appear in a movie. I s
se, but the woman calling in the interviewees has just calle
's showcasing a devilish grin at me. Yeah, she's a devastating beauty h
I give her a genuine smile. Man! All other candidates came o
orld four years ago. I'm now at the bottom of the jungle though.... But I don't regre
onaires, and the corridor and office is nothing less. Imagine the widest and a
ck leather chair, looking outside the window, with his left hand in his pocket. He's a God-like built male, wearing a d
ur style and appearance. The last one was right. I don't fit in here. Not that I have a low self-esteem, but I'm a normal person. Anyways. We'll see. I'm confident in my
once an important person, too. Not at this level, but it was a significant one.... Yeah.... I'm not sweaty anymore and my heart
ters, not flops. I can budget even one billion per movie if it's a gem. Fine, we'll meet in my club tonight w
black leather stilettos, and my chestnut wavy hair, which is over my shoulders i
arance. Well, tailored for those romance books. I might start writing as a job as I found a real character in real life to get inspirati