Chapter 41: Intern

KRIS:

Two years later Drops of a cold liquid splashed on my face, waking me from my slumber.

What the hell? I groaned out loud.

I opened my eyes to see a grinning Violet towering above me.

I glared at her.

"What was that for?" I asked, frowning.

"It's almost 7:am and today is your first day at work. You don't wanna be late do you?" She asked, raising her brows.

"Urghhh...I'll start tomorrow.” I groaned covering myself with the comforter.

"You don't wanna lose this opportunity. Do you?" She yanked the comforter from my body, glaring at me the way my mom would do.

"Fine!” I groggily stood up from the bed and staggered into the bathroom.

Why does today have to be Monday?

I wish I could prolong the weekend. I'd been trying to avoid getting here.

It's the day I'll start my internship program at Ross Incorporated. One of the best automobile companies in America.

I really didn't know how my application was accepted but I guess luck shined on me.

It was Violet's idea that I apply there. I honestly thought a big company as such wouldn't need my inexperienced self.

Taking a quick bath, I walked into my room to see clothes arranged on my bed.

A white long-sleeved blouse and a Navy pencil skirt with silver heels.

Violet is a life saver.

I walked into my closet and picked out black lace panties and a matching bra which I wore. Thereafter, I wore the clothes she picked out.

Oh God! I face palmed.

"Vee!!!" I yelled.

"Yeah baby" She sauntered into the room with a mischievous grin.

"What the hell? I'm going to work not to seduce people.” I waved a hand at my outfit.

The white shirt was fitted, showing every curve of my boobs while the skirt was so fitted, it clung to my ass and hips like a second skin making my waist look smaller than it was.

"I know. But it isn't bad to try out for the boss.” I gave her a blank stare. "I mean, I heard he is so hot, even better than a Greek god. The kinda hot were ladies cum with his looks alone.” She continued oblivious to my glare.

"And you have a body to die for with a beautiful face attached so why not flaunt it? You guys might just hit off.” She wiggled her brows, grinning.

Sometimes, I wonder how we became friends.

"Come down from your high. I'm not after the boss, however hot he might be. Now find me something better.” I tried pulling off the skirt but she caught my arm, holding on to it.

"I swear in the name of all Greek gods Kristen Morgan, if you dare change this outfit I'll make you wear something worse than this.” She said in all seriousness and I gaped at her.

When Violet uses your full name, you gotta be scared. Bitch has psychopathic tendencies.

"I hate you.” I groaned.

"You'll love me someday.” She grinned. "Now seat lemme fix your face.”

I sat on the vanity stool and she went to work on my face. When she was done, I looked in the mirror and was amazed as always.

She always knew the best colours to use.

Thereafter, she added some little waves to my platinum blonde Bob, parting it at the corner.

"All done. Now that hunky billionaire won't be able to resist this fine specimen.” She said clapping like a kid that had just been offered her favorite candy.

Shaking my head, I stood up and picked my black handbag, placing my phone and the ID that was mailed to me by the company in it.

Glancing at the time on my bedside clock, I had less than twenty minutes to be there.

Violet shoved my car keys into my hand before pushing me towards the door.

"Go and bring back juicy gossip for me. You know I live for it.” She yelled as I ran out of the house.

I got into my car and peeled out of the parking lot. I drove for about fifteen minutes before I got to the building.

It was a large glass structure with the company's logo and name designed at the top of it. It was really eye-catching.

I parked my car and walked towards the entrance. A big bulky guy was standing there. He was wearing a black uniform like that of a security guard.

"Good morning.” I greeted him and he simply nodded.

I flashed him my ID for recognition and he let me pass.

I got into the building and walked towards the receptionist. She was a brunette in her mid-twenties. She flashed me a practiced smile as I got to her.

"Good morning Miss. Welcome to Ross Incorporated. How may I help you?" She asked politely.

"Good morning. I'm here for my internship program.” I said, trying not to stutter. Nerves were eating me up inside.

"Alright. Take the elevator to the 10th floor and ask for Adrian Kings.” She pointed out the elevator.

"Thank you.” I smiled.

"You're welcome.” She returned my smile.

I walked towards the elevator and hit the button for the 10th floor once in.

The elevator dinged before opening at the 10th floor. I stepped out and saw a door in front of me. Opening it, I saw employees at their different desks working.

They all looked so serious and focused on their job that they didn't even notice me. I scanned their faces for a less serious one then I found him.

He had a cheerful face and an earpod in one of his ears, bobbing his head to whatever he was listening to.

Letting out a slow breath, I made my way towards him slowly like I was walking on eggshells.

"Hi,"

Way to start a conversation with a stranger, Kris. Real smooth.

I mentally facepalmed.

He looked up and his green eyes found mine. He was really handsome with his chestnut hair that was styled in a messy way.

"Hello gorgeous.” He flashed me a lopsided grin, making me blush slightly.

"Err...I'm actually looking for Adrian King. I'm the new intern.” I replied nervously.

"A pretty one. That's his office.” He pointed to a door at the far corner of the room.

"Thanks.” I turned to walk away.

"I didn't get your name.” He said, making a turn back, I replied:

"Kris."

"Ohh...nice name for a hot lady.” He smirked. "I'm Dean"

"Thanks again Dean.”

With that, I made my way towards the door. There was a plate attached to it with the words Supervisor carved on it in bold letters.

Getting to it, I tapped lightly. A deep voice replied from the inside telling me to go in.

I opened the door to see a man behind a desk. He was wearing a grey suit. His skin was a light chocolate and he was sporting a low cut. A wide line of perfectly shaped beards framed his jaw.

When he raised his head, his lips were a light pink.

It didn't take time to know he's black. A very good looking one at that.

"Good morning. I'm Kristen Morgan. I applied for an internship here and was accepted.”

"Good to meet you Miss Kristen.” He smiled. "Please take a seat.”

I sat in one of the leather chairs across from him and he went on to brief me on everything I needed to know.

Afterwards, he led me out to the room where the other employees were and showed me my desk. But before I could settle down, he called the attention of everyone.

"Hello everyone, this is the new intern. Treat her nicely.” He announced.

"Welcome to the team.” They all chorused, with smiles on their faces.

"Alright guys, get ba…"

"Where's the new intern?" A deep, very familiar voice interrupted.

All eyes left me to focus on the owner of the voice.

I've heard that voice before. But it sounded deeper than the one I knew so it couldn't be him.

Wanting to know who the voice belonged to, I turned.

My eyes met dark silver eyes.

Blood drained from my face.

It's him.