ape passing by behind the fog formed on the window, a mixture of gray and green under a threatening sky. She had left her hometown in the early morning, l
still resonated in his head, each word, each acc
lly ungrateful! » his mother had
to meet your impossible expectations anymore," she
so subtle and yet so brutal, weighed heavier than all of her mother's invectives. It was this s
mixed with anguish. She had just burned the bridges, and yet, a wind of freedom was already blowing in her mind. S
erview scheduled for the next day. Nathan Drake's financial empire. Just the name commanded a certain respect. Nathan Drake, the icy charming tycoon, whose reputation as a business shark made
nerve. There were many applications for a position at this company, and rumors had it that Nathan Drake chose the
hing about this place exuded wealth and power. The immaculate marble columns, the sparkling chandeliers, the empl
ely giving her a glance. Alessia felt her sweaty hands against her br
sistant who asked her to wait in a meeting room. The minutes passed, each second maki
an D
ay. But Nathan Drake was the complete opposite. Tall, slender, dressed in a perfectly fitted black suit, he gave off an almost oppressive aura. His gray eyes pierced
which he looked over quickly. The silence that followed
s deep voice echoing through the
ghtly, unable
finally raising his eyes to meet hers. "But
isinterested, but there was a
, trying to control the fr
ed, her voice surprisingly
on Nathan's lips, a smile
e whispered, leanin
a was trying to pass. But there was something else, something she couldn't name. An e
ly stood up, walking around
k for me, Miss Ford? he asked, hi
tively, refusing to bu
ter than everyone else," she re
at seemed like an etern
Monday. Don
entered, he left the room, leav
ension. She had gotten the job, but at what cost? Nathan Drake was no ordin
ited. And yet, despite everything, she couldn't help but feel a certain excitement. A