Mine To Claim

Anna Sitting on the luxurious sofa for the last half an hour didn't calm me down. I hate this part of my work, the dreadful interview. I am studying child psychology at Columbia college and work as a nanny for rich people who have tons of money but zero time for their children. I hated this rich class who treated poor people like s**t, but I have a huge student loan that is to be paid, so I tolerate their drama. Anyway, I love children and that makes it all better and the pay is really really good. I looked around me, most of the girls were wearing tight slutty clothes like it was an interview for a sexy waitress at a club. I know the child was the nephew of David Walton, the bachelor billionaire [I googled him, he is one of the most handsome guys I have ever seen]who everyone wanted to impress. But I guess these women forgot the job they are coming for between the thoughts of getting to Mr. Walton's pants. My name was called, so I got up and straightened my skirt and walked towards the dreadful office gate. I knocked on the door but there was no reply. I opened the door and entered the room and there was no one there. I was about to leave the room when in a corner I saw a small kid of around 3 years sitting on the floor placing a coin in his mouth and was choking. Instinctively, I ran to him and removed the coin from his mouth and he instantly started crying out loudly. "Hey don't worry, I am Anna, and I am here for you" I was patting his back trying to calm him down and hugged him when I heard the sexiest angry voice ever, " What the f**k did you do?" I covered the child's ear with my hand to prevent him from hearing the curse and turned toward the voice. There was standing in all glory the sexiest man ever, with intense brown eyes and a chiseled jawline. He looked so handsome and angry. He was wearing a blue suit which didn't do much to hide his biceps. For a minute, I was lost in absorbing all of this Greek god standing in front of me. My chain of thought was broken by his clearing of thought, he seemed to realize his usage of language. I was blushing hard due to the embarrassment of being caught ogling my probable boss in my interview. Trust me, I no longer blame those girls out there trying to give their best shot. I generally don't react to guys like that, but he has a different aura, there is something raw and powerful about him. His photos don't do justice to him. He walked with full confidence toward me and offered his hand. I was tempted to take it but the child, who had now stopped crying, took his hand and walked toward the other end of the office where there was a door which I didn't notice till now that opened to another room which they walked into, leaving me behind. I thanked my lucky stars that I didn't put my hand on his, preventing myself from further embarrassment. I was contemplating on leaving or staying when he came back and closed the door behind him. "Is he okay now?" I asked in a low voice. He looked straight at me and was quite intimidating. "What the heck did you do to make him cry?" he said, taking a step closer toward me, his eyes accusing and I could smell his masculine intoxicating cologne. Get a grip, Anna. "I..uh...I came for the interview, and he was crying when I entered." I tried to explain. He let out a snort and walked away toward the huge desk and sat on his chair. I sighed in relief. I knew this wasn't going to be easy, but at least when he is at a distance my brain will function normally, hopefully. He signaled me to sit down. I gathered all my confidence and sat on the chair and crossed my legs. His eyes scanned my body leisurely. Usually, I would have been offended by it but his look gave me goosebumps. The look in his eyes made me feel things I hadn't felt in a long time, feelings that have no place in an interview. "What's your name?" he said, now looking at my resume. "Anna, Anna Steele". I wanted to ask if he couldn't read it on the resume but I controlled the urge. "Ms. Steele," he paused for a second, confirming it was Ms. and then continued "I would come straight to the point, there are 10 more qualified candidates standing outside. Why should I hire you? You seemed to make the child cry on your very first meeting." "I didn't do any such thing when I entered the room .." before I could complete myself, he interrupted. "You entered the office without knocking?" he looked up at me a little annoyed, making me more self-conscious. "I am sorry sir, but there was no answer and.. " He interrupted me again, " I don't really have much time for your excuses, Ms. Steele, you are not a professional babysitter," he said, flipping through the resume. This time he really pissed me off. Sure, he is handsome, but he is an arrogant, cocky asshole and, since there is no way I am getting this job, I may as well give him a piece of my mind. I got up from my seat and that finally caught his attention. I gathered all my courage and spoke "Mr. Walton, I came here because I had the requisite qualifications and am damn good at my job. You left a 3-year-old kid alone in your office and he would have choked on that coin if I hadn't ignored the protocol and entered the office." He tried to stop me but I showed my hand to stop him. Yes, I did that and he was taken aback by it and so was I. But instead of the anger I expected, there was a humorous look in his eye. Without much contemplating, I continued, "I am better than anyone outside there because, for me, a child is just not a job, I take care of them with all my heart. But I think you seem to have already made a decision to hire one of those with the most makeup and the smallest dress so I wouldn't waste your time any further". With that, I left the office and kept walking the fastest I could in those heels. People around me gave me weird looks but I didn't stop. I finally stopped after exiting the gates of the building and it was raining heavily. I was all wet. Fuck could anything go more wrong today? I took a deep breath and called a cab home, and when I entered my apartment another problem was awaiting me there.