His Presence Made Me Wet
1986 Words
His Presence Made Me Wet.
Hazel's POV.
It's been five days since I saw something that I wouldn't have imagined or believed to be true if someone had told me.
I was still feeling gloomy than excited as always. I've also been away from the hospital all these while because I was still trying to avoid seeing Sarah.
I was going to return after my leave was exhausted but for now, I'd rather stay off her track. She is a witch in disguise and I disliked such people.
"We are here ma'am.. it's time for you to alight!" A masculine voice revealed with his hand placed on mine.
I was immediately pulled out of my thoughts and with a startling glare at him, I wondered why his hand was on mine.
"Thanks for the ride, I'll be leaving now!' I pulled my hand from his reach before climbing out of the vehicle. He must have thought of me as the cheap kind of lady.
Besides, he wasn't even my type.
I couldn’t believe that a driver was actually having feelings for someone like me. I find it rather disgusting than pleasing.
Here I was after five days of my breakup with Micheal, standing before the best motor parts company.
Some would wonder what I was doing here, well it is a motor company and I'm in need of a well paying job which the company provided for me.
They were in need of an assistant for their president and I was capable of handling that position in the company, not minding the fact that I was a psychologist.
Just like I said earlier, I needed a well paying job to cater for my mom's illness and mine too. I inherited her illness and I'd rather save her than keep myself alive to live without her.
Thinking about my mom's illness and her secrets kept from me, I couldn't help but tear up. I blinked several times just to conceal the tears that had threatened to fall off my eyes.
"It's best I go in before I miss my appointment with the president " I mumbled as I tried taking the thought of her out of my head.
I walked into the company slowly as I admired the interior decorations in the building.
It was a bigger company with a sea of human staff in the hallway carrying out their several duties.
I smiled knowing that they were working to the best of their abilities just to ensure effectiveness in what they were doing.
I was still admiring the nice building, the stairs and the way their staff dressed in uniforms when suddenly, I felt a hand from behind grip me on my shoulder.
I turned in a haste as I was astonished by such an act. It was a man in his late thirties that had stopped me and it made me wonder why.
I was going to ask why he had stopped me but I guess he was faster than I was.
"It should be you… he said you would be putting on a black and white spotted gown.. take this and…" He tried saying , looking at my dress but then..
I immediately interrupted his statement as I just couldn't wrap my head around what he was saying.
"He said? Who said that? I am new here." I explained in total confusion as I needed an answer to why he had stopped me.
And kept talking about someone else.
"I don't know what he has on you and why you keep lying but here are the documents to the company in Italy, take it to him and don't return without a reasonable response from the President himself!"
The man uttered, handing the large quantity of documents to me and without even waiting for me to say a word, he walked past me.
Stunned by the sudden introduction and how I was to meet the president soon, I turned to look at him.
"I.. I am not from here! How do I even find the president's office?" I yelled at him as he walked far away from me without looking back.
"And why would a female in this company not know the president's office?" A female voice called my attention this time from behind.
I spun again to see who it was this time and with a smile on her face, I knew she was going to be nice.
"Hello, please... I am not from here, I am …" I tried explaining to her how it was my first time but I guess no one was willing to hear such from me.
"Take the elevator to the last floor, you'll be able to find the President's office up there. And could you get a picture of his cute body? I owe you one" she spoke hastily as I tried my best to hear her clearly.
"I'll leave you to run your errand.. the president hates waiting, you know!" She chuckled before she turned to leave me looking dazed.
"What sort of a company have I gotten myself into? I'm here for a job interview and.. and this is what I get? Curse this black gown!" I groaned in frustration for a second, looking around the company.
I had no other choice now, I had no other choice than to go meet the almighty president in his office and maybe get to attend my interview too. I thought to myself.
Without any more hesitation, I went for the elevator and just as directed by the lady staff, I went up to the last floor.
Getting there, I felt tense as I just couldn't think straight anymore. I've heard alot about the Sebastian's family and they were always strict.
He was the billionaire wanted by all women and it made him proud and arrogant. I disliked men like that but that didn't mean I wasn't going to work for him if need be.
I got to his door, which was the only door on the last floor probably to show how significant he was.
I knocked on the door three times and without waiting for a second, I heard a deep and domineering voice from inside the office.
That voice had sounded so familiar but I just couldn't place my fingers on who had the voice.
"Who is there?" He asked this time, with an angry tone.
I had forgotten I came to deliver his documents as I was lost , thinking about the voice I just heard from inside the office. I immediately opened the door and the moment I stepped foot into his office, the documents I had in my hand fell to the floor.
They were just too much that I was tired of holding them close to my body. I guess my hands had decided to give up before my heart.
I bent to the ground immediately to pick the documents up but then, he stopped me while he was still on his seat.
"Leave those documents on the ground and get out of my office now!!" He ordered as I felt that same cold shiver running down my spines.
"But sir I…." I was really going to explain to him about what had happened but he still insisted that I leave and stood his ground.
"I said get out of my office this minute!! Don't you get it!?" He bellowed with his hand struck on his desk angrily.
I trembled in fear at the sound of his voice which sounded like he was going to grip my neck and snap me out of his office.
I stood up with my legs shaking and my hands not at peace. I never knew Billionaire Sebastian was this cold .
My face was constantly bowed to the ground and I dare not look at him directly into his eyes or his face.
"What are you waiting for? Didn't you hear me tell you to leave? Are you dumb or something?" He questioned this time as I felt his presence unbearable.
"I .. I am.... I am also here for the interview sir!" I stuttered, clenching my fingers on my dress nervously.
He suddenly stood up from his seat at the sound of me coming for an interview. I wasn't this scared of anyone, I wondered why it was different with him.
Every step he took closer to me, made me see my soul leaving me. The office was filled with cold aura and I needed someone to save me from his wrath.
He finally got three steps away from me and stopped.
"Coming closer to you would only make me become as clumsy as you are. So I'll tell you my response to your application here" He paused for a second but that wasn't going to make me look at him.
I still had my face bowed to the ground patiently waiting for him to speak up.
"Having someone like you in this great company would only jeopardise the company's progress and growth. You lack the skills required to serve here. You lack competence, a quality every good staff should possess and I don't need such in Sebastian's motors. Now, leave before I call the security on you!!"
He ordered as he compelled me to do as he wished.
I felt tears trying to leave my eyes at his statement but I had to hold it in. I dashed out of his office and shut his door, feeling sad.
I went four steps away from his office and suddenly, I felt my heart ache at his words to me.
"You would jeopardise the future of this company if you are employed!"
His words kept echoing in my head over and over again like a disco song set on repeat without stopping.
I was trying to get myself and leave the good for nothing company when I oddly heard a new friend's voice.
"Aunty!!"
I lifted my head to the elevator and I saw the little kid running towards my direction with smiles all over his face.
He embraced me tightly the moment he came closer to me and it made me heal a bit.
"What are you doing here little child?" I went down to his height as I asked.
"This is my…."
"Luca? Get away from that stranger this minute!!" The same deep voice ordered from behind me.
"Dad, she was the lady with me the other day at the hospital " the little kid divulged as I stood to my feet.
I had thought it was a coincidence but it wasn't, I was really standing before the heir to Sebastian's motors and behind me was…
I gasped the moment I turned to see a well structured man. He was taller than the average man with his skin fair as milk.
His brown eyes had attracted me so well and his written tattoo on his chest which was revealed because of his three buttons which he had left unlocked was so wanting that I couldn't help but swallow nervously.
I was suddenly glued and attracted to this man, to this well built man. Looking at his muscles alone made me feel my panties become so sticky.
I bet I am wet now. But that didn't mean anything because of what I saw at the hospital.
"The president of Sebastian's motors was gay?" I mumbled to myself as I uncovered his secrets which were probably best known to him.
"He is the cutest gay dad and I wish I could lay my hands on his broad shoulders and chest." I said inwardly as I admired his domineering nature with his eyes glaring at me.
"Back to my office now Luca!" He ordered, dragging Luca his child away from me and going back into his office.
I've never been this attracted to any man before, not even Micheal. Too bad that I got rejected though .
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