《Ms.Thick & Mr.Sexy || 21+ || PJM x READER ||》Chapter 1
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(Y/n's POV)
Getting out of my bathroom, I walk across my room with a towel wrapped around me. I shivered a little due to the change of air in my room. I sit at my dresser and start to dry my hair. After drying my hair I walk to my closet trying to pick some clothes for the 'first impression'. Pulling out some hangers, I threw them on the bed.
On the bed, splayed a beige blouse, a black pencil skirt, a navy blue skirt-pant and a white blouse. Seeing the combinations I laid out, I pick my inner wear accordingly and wore them. I picked up the classic beige blouse and the black pencil skirt and put them on. I turned around to look at my self in the mirror.
I didn't need another second to say 'no' to this outfit because this showed all my curves.....even the curves I didn't want to show. But even if I gathered up the courage to wear this, there's no chance that this day would go by without me hearing words like fat or whore.
I grimaced at my thoughts and took them off. Sighing I grabbed the other combination and put them on and look at myself in the mirror. It looked professional. My unwanted curves didn't look too obvious nor too hidden away while my other two significant curves stood out as always.
"This isn't bad..", I murmured before deciding to wear it. I sat back at my dresser and did my makeup, covering up the flaws on my face and braided my hair into a side braid. I latched on a pair of classy earrings and pulled out a pair of heels and wore them. I pulled out my favourite fragrance and sprayed it on myself, closing my eyes and inhaling it.
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I opened my eyes and looked at myself in the mirror, whispering,
"You've got this..."
Saying that I found myself zoning out.
(Flashback)
Sitting in front of my laptop, I couldn't believe my eyes opening the most prominent mail that was on the top of my screen...
Hello Ms Y/N L/N,
Hope you are having a good day so far.
We're here to inform you that you've successfully cleared the first segment of the interview for the position of Mr Park's Secretary.
Your official letter outlining everything you need to know is attached at the bottom of this mail.
The second segment of the interview will be held in person. You are expected to come to the main building of the Park Entreprises the next week, that is 1x/0x/20xx.
As you review the details, we'd love to answer any questions you might have before you proceed further.
For any other issues/queries please mail at [email protected]
Cheers,
Hiring team
(End of flashback)
Blinking away, I came back to the present, where I was. I got up from my dresser, picked up my résumé and my handbag, grabbing my house keys, I walked towards the door, shutting and locking it down before saying-
"I'm so ready", The determination was radiating off of me.
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