I picked up the documents that had fallen on the floor and started rummaging through the drawer for the file that I was looking for when somebody knocked on the door.

"Yes, come in," I absentmindedly replied without taking my head out from the drawer.

"Excuse me Mr. Rhodes, but the candidates have been waiting for almost half an hour now. Would you like to take the interviews yet?" Gwen - Alex's secretary - told me as I relaxed back on the chair with my hands tied at the back of my head.

"Yeah, what can I do now? Just send them in," I dragged my hand down my face and closed my eyes.

"Alright Mr. Rhodes," Gwen replied in her professional attitude and left the office.

Can't I just steal Gwen?

Gwen has been Alex's secretary for almost two years now and, suffice to say, she was doing a great job at being a professional employee without falling for Alex's twisted personality. Alex could be very careless when it came to things like work and, although I had added the rule of not dating within the company members in our policy, I didn't think Alex paid much heed to it. Because I heard that he had fucked half of the female employees already anyway.

"May I come in, sir?" a knock followed by a faint male voice from the other side of the door pulled me out of my thoughts.

"Yes, come inside," I half shouted as I saw a male who looked like he was in his early forties came inside with a file of his documents in one hand.

Too young for a secretary job, aren't we?

"Please take a seat Mr...?" I started looking for his documents on my desk when he spoke up.

"Arthur. Chad Arthur," he said in a timid voice while sitting on the seat opposite to me.

Here goes nothing.

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After taking interviews for almost an hour, I was happy to know that the woman who just left my office was the last of the candidates.

But I sure as hell wasn't happy on the fact that entirely none of them were worth being my secretary.

I was convinced that the women who came to the interview were either here to seduce me with their 'dresses' or rape me with their eyes. I mean, who the hell wears a goddamn mini skirt for professional interviews. The men....oh, don't even get started on that.

They were useless.

I wasted a damn hour and a half on absolutely nothing. I decided to ask Alex to–

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry I'm late," my office door burst open and a woman holding a file of papers tumbled inside.

"Woah, easy there, princess," I said without thinking.

Damnit.

She looked like she just ran a marathon and her hair (that I believed were supposed to be tied up in a bun) looked nothing like said bun. But she didn't look bad, if anything she looked quiet professional and...pretty with a peach shirt tucked in a black pencil skirt.

I did not just compliment her.

Gwen came rushing after the girl and seeing Gwen, she swore under her breath.

"I'm terribly sorry, Mr. Rhodes. I told this woman that the time for interviews was up, but instead of going back she started running towards your office. I sincerely apologise," Gwen said as she stepped closer to the flustered girl, probably to take her out of my office.

"Yeah, well I know the time's up, but please just give me a chance. I was late for a reason, at least just let me explain myself," the girl said and stepped away from Gwen towards my table.

"Look, woma–"

"It's okay, Gwen. I'll take care of it. You can go now," I ordered Gwen and she looked at me with an expression I wasn't sure I understood.

"Alright, Mr. Rhodes," Gwen huffed and stepped outside my office as I averted my eyes to this girl who was probably here for an interview.

"So...?"

"Oh, yeah, sorry, my name is Isabelle Reinhart. Thank you so much for giving me a chance, Mr. Rhodes," she said as she stepped closer to my desk.

"You're welcome, Miss Reinhart, now if you'd please take a seat so we can start the interview."

"Oh yeah, of course," she sat opposite to me as I looked for her file on my desk.

"So, Miss Reinhart, why are you late?" I asked as I looked into her documents and her college degrees.

"I apologise for my careless behaviour, Mr. Rhodes, I got stuck in something really important regarding my dad's health, but I assure you that it wouldn't happen again."

"Very well then. Do you have any job experiences, Miss Reinhart?"

"Um, I'm afraid I don't. But I did work at McDonald's for a year though," she replied with a sheepish smile and I resisted the urge to smile.

"Why do you need this job?"

She looked at me for a moment longer than necessary, as if contemplating whether to tell me something or not, then she gave an expression that loudly stated 'oh, screw it'.

"I'm broke," she stated, clear and bold. I couldn't control myself on that, so I smiled.

She was something else.

She returned my expression with a shrug, followed by a cute smile that made me relax back on my seat and loosened up my tie a little bit.

"Well, that was straightforward," I cleared my throat.

"At least I was honest," she shrugged again.

I asked her a few more questions and she gladly replied each one of them with professional answers.

Although she was twenty-two, her behaviour was far more mature than her age. Apart from her appearance, of course, she looked eighteen if you asked me.

I was impressed when she told me that she studied the entire four years in college on a scholarship because she was a straight A student.

"Alright Miss Reinhart, that sums up your interview. You'll be informed about the results till tomorrow evening," I said in a stern voice as I turned my laptop back on to get back to work, trying to compensate for the hours I wasted.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Rhodes. I hope I exceeded your expectations. Have a good day ahead," she smiled and turned around to leave the office.

"Likewise, Miss Reinhart."

There was something about her smile...

Something that I couldn't quite put my finger on.

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