What is wrong with me. Just look somewhere else I pleaded to my eyes. They refused to listen. It's like I'm watching some amazing picture and the background is getting blurred. This is not me, I can always control my emotions. Its one of my plus points. What the hell is wrong?

Maybe his perfect jawline, elegently straight nose and eyes, beautiful hazel eyes are at fault. What a handsome face with perfect masculine body more accurately visible over his black shirt.

"This is my parking, remove your car." He said annoyingly shooting a glare at me.I'm taken a back by his audacity. Maybe he is hot but he's a ass of a man. I need to say something.

"And who are you to say me that? The owner of the parking lot?" I fired. 

"What if I say, yes?"He said. He's so annoying.

"Then I guess I'm the owner of AIKA."

"Listen I really don't have time to have a fucking argument with you right now, I'll see you later. I'm getting late for the interview." He said.So he's for the interview.

"You don't need to see me later as I'm going exactly where you are going. I'm here for the interview as well. But I'm feeling a little sorry for you, as you are not gonna get the job, as its mine."I said. I have never been this much rude with anyone on the first meeting. His lips are pink and very kissable. OH Lord, what's wrong? Just stop thinking.

"You are here for the interview?" he asked with a smirk.

"Yes, why?" I asked. 

"I really don't find it necessary to answer your questions." He said.

"And stop this bloody drama, I'm getting late. I have to go for the interview." He growled.

"I'm also getting late. Manage yourself and your shitty car on your own. I'm leaving." I said and started walking toward the entry gate of AIKA.

"Hey" He cried. I looked back at the beautifully annoying man. "Your skirt is really riding up." He smirked.

Suddenly I felt conscious about my body particularly legs. I tried to pull the skirt down.

"I was just kidding, you are looking quite hot in that short skirt of yours." He said while laughing. My jaw nearly dropped at his comment. How can someone be so shameless?

"Its none of your concern, mind our own damn business, if you have any. I don't wanna see you again ever in my life." I said realising how stupid it was of me to say that. He's going for the same interview that I'm going for.

"World is too small to desire not to meet someone in particular." He smirked again. His jawline is so perfect.

For the first time in the last half an hour I realised that I'm really getting late for the interview at the cost of arguing with this moron. "I'm leaving and don't call me from behind." I left. 

"Hot skirt..." I heard his fainting voice but I kept going. 

This entrance gate is so big. Vow, my life and mom's will be settled if I could crack it. I thought while opening the big door made of Hitman glass, which are really expensive as far my knowledge. I entered, Fabrica carpet all over the hallway. And the chandeliers on the ceilings were worthy gawking. And everything so neat and clean. Its exactly opposite of our house. Me and mom are really not the cleany type. We like to left things here and there. It enhances the true beauty of our house. Anyway I'm late I have to run. What has gotten into me, why I'm being so clumsy? Its all the fault of that moron. I ran towards the elevator and got into it. Oh, shit which floor? How could I forgot? I think it was the third floor. I pressed the third floor praying that it's the correct floor. I reached to find a lady on the reception. She was quite good looking in her thirties I guess with blonde hair tied in a one side braid. 

"Is the interview for the new intern over mam?" I asked her nervously. Please no, please say no.

"Its not even started dear."She said with a warm smile. She saved me from a heart attack.

"But mam it was supposed to start one hour earlier, right?" I asked. This is the problem with me,instead of being happy that I have not lost the job, I have to ask so many questions. This is typical me. My curiousity is gonna drown me someday. 

"Actually Mr. Dawson is late today. That's why. You can go and wait outside his cabin along with other short listers." She said.

"Who's Mr. Dawson?" I asked.

"You really don't know who Mr.Dawson is?" She asked quite surprised.

"No I don't know, mam." I answered. 

"He's the owner of this and other five largest C.A farms in the country. The third youngest man in the world to receive the Entreprenur of the year award." She said.I felt like cursing myself for my lack of knowledge.

"Oh, okay. I'm going to wait. Thanks for the information........". "What's your name?" I asked.

"Laila, why?" She asked.

"We are going to meet everyday from now, that's why." I said smiling.

"So confident?"

"Yeah, quite." I replied.

"But Mr.Dawson is really hard to impress. Anyway best of luck for your interview. I'll also be glad if I got to see you everyday." She said smiling. Her smile is really comforting me. Its really warm.

"Lets hope for the best." I left for the interview.

When I reached there, on the door  name plate it was written William Dawson. There were three girls and a guy sitting on te couch. The three girls looked at me like I'm some intolerable specie. 

"Hi" I said to them but none of them responded except the guy.

"Hi" He said.He very much look like Leonardo dicaprio in his early twenties except the nose, his is quite sharp.

"I'm Elina Bronte, and you are?" I asked.

"Jack Ball. So, excited for the interview?"

"Yes very much." I replied.I looked here and there my eyes in search of Mr.moron, but where is he?

"Are you looking for someone?"Jack asked. 

"No, not really. Actually I really had trouble to reach here" Just stop thinking about him. I scolded my mind.

"I hope your interview goes well." He said with a smile.

"Why you don't want the job?" I said realising how rude it was to say that.

"Yes I do want the job, but there are two vacancies. One is for me definately and you can get the other one." He said. What, there are two vacancies, how did I not know that?

"Oh, you don't want any of them to get selected." I asked pointig towards the girls.

"To be very honest I'm really finding them obnoxious and its nice to got to see a beauty everyday." He said. I immediately started blushing realising that he referred to me as beauty. 

"Thanks I guess." I smiled.

"Your cheeks have really turned pink." He said playfully.

"I'm really bad at taking compliments." I said.

"Well you should not, anyone would compliment your beauty." He said.

"Thanks again." I said while blushing.

"Well if the flirting session is over Mr.Dawson is asking you all to come in." A man said.

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