ac'

bout Ryke Kolynsky, the CEO of Silvercr

de, arroga

d yeah it's true. He treats

Grade-A

mpany faded with each rumor I read on the internet. They were t

ing shit about Ryke couldn't seem to stop themselves from praising him for his appearances, spinning

s was, it wasn't enough to stop

o everyone and the news spread like wildfire because such a thing was never usually this big of a deal. It certa

-worker Millie. She was even the one who let me know a

d me of that rumor Jayce was telling me the other day! He heard from someone that Ryke's personal ass

up from the kitchen and

ed dryly but that

on. The salary used to be crazy high but what they're offering now is up to three t

need to find a new hire as soon as possible but Ryke's reputation is so bad, no one will want to work with him unle

y other reason." Millie scrolled on her phone some more. "Has he

actually true. That's all they ar

king wiped and pinched my cheeks. "My baby, Lilac. Always tryin

ew customer. Once they left to wait f

as well? Here's a hint: At least the entire city's female working

as soon as I got home, I booted up my old room computer,

ing for me to have any good chance, but I wouldn't have been able to sleep properly knowing that I l

change so much. I'd be able to afford three square meals a day for myself and my bro

nything would come of it. But it seemed the universe had decided to let up on tormenting me because three days ago, I

nd groggy, I was disappointed in myself for going clubbing with Millie on the eve of my interview. To b

s to describe myself, she was right. I'd been getting more and more depressed recently. It was so bad

I taken more than a few sips of alcohol but yesterday, I chugged on it. It felt so good, so

aptured and held my attention from the moment I sat down at the bar and ordered my first dri

ut with a complete stranger, but that complete stranger had my heart pounding like it wanted to give out, had

p all over him because I'd drank too much. The shame I felt yesterday came rushin

e embarrassment because I was never going to see him again. That

rom passing easily. Steeling myself, I clutched the styrofoam cup of coffee I bought to ease my h

ted, but I was too anxious this morning to properl

" I greeted wi

wing gum with a bored expression on he

be specific, for the role of perso

late due to sleeping late because I went clubbing and while I still managed to arri

ounded like a

ly apologizing, not reall

r to the fifth floor, there's a large c

ank

, intending to return to ask which to pick but I didn't want to waste more time than I already had.

a sip from coffee and ran my fingers through my brown hair in an attempt to calm my nerves. I was only a little lat

i

ccording to the receptionist, the conference room where the interview was b

down the corridor and once I came to the corner, I made a sharp turn but as

make it. It was compressed, spilling all over my

. Ma

landing on a pristine gray suit terribly ruined by brown stains. Just behind

added to my field of view followed by sho

ing too long and with a gasp, my eyes snapped up to the person's fa

e

spilled coffee on R

arted to apologize

not watch where you're going?" Ry

h in humiliation. As I watched him inspect the wet stains on his s

he stepped back away from my reach, leveling me with a cool look of disgus

. I had only just arrived, yet I'd managed to fuck up my chance

iet for too many seconds. I looked up at him and the

believe who was standing in front of him and I squirmed uncomf

reen irises swirled so many emotions-surprise, confusion, some

sure of looking at, I felt something shift around in my mi

lly. That seemed to jolt Ryke out of

area? No one is allowed in here without official permission." Ryke's deep voice was exponentiall

"I'm only here for the job interview and I wasn't sure

who he was referring to was the receptionist. "T

the other elevator. Fi

again referring to his suit and not wait

ed to get to, meaning this really was a reserved elevator that only led to one floor. If I'd been observant eno

ore, I definitely was going to be now. But there was no need to worry about that. Aft

oom Rita was referring to. To my utter relief, right outside the room, there was a sitting queu

an opportunity to catch my breath. My coffee was mostly gone so I had nothing to mana

as going to appear before the hiring manager looking li

phone, I quickl

:

ey, babe.

e job. Deciding I would tell her about it

itty m

ank so much last night. H

because of my hangover

:

forgotten about you and y

:

hed in my mind, intense and heated. Millie had no idea the disgusting way our make out

Don't

iggling my ey

how to make me laugh when my mood wa

ll you the

lie let up on her poking

e expected. After over an hour of waiting, it was finally my

nd and I took a deep breath in and out. Sure, I mos

experienced, like people Silvercrest would be proud to have as their CEO's personal assistan

conference room with my head held

ference room and stepped in, immed

sitting on one side of a long meeting table and smiling warmly at me. Their calm, posi

the head of the table, my body se

lynsky, wearing a new, different suit than the one I stained earlier

morn