Loving her in secret

Chapter one

By the time the alarm clock rang Cherise was already awake, her heart beating outside her chest. She has never been this nervous before. This was going to be her tenth interview in one month. Everywhere she went they just took one look at her, and most of them didn’t even give her a chance once they saw her name. The daughter of a man who ruined many people’s life. The worse part was it was not her fault. She was only but a child when her father embezzled money from the company. But people also blamed her and her mother even though her father was already in jail for the past nine years.

She had a quick shower in the small worn out bathroom. She couldn’t believe she had grown up in a mansion where she had her own room, and bigger bathroom than the trailer they now lived in. It was disturbing, but it taught her so much. Many friends, okay all of her friends turned their backs on her the moment she lost everything. Even the trusted Melissa who called herself her best friend blocked her numbers the moment she asked to live with her family for a while. Other than her now drunken mother, she had no one.

Her mother was busy moaning having s*x with her stepfather, the trailer landlord who was always drunk, and couldn’t careless about her. She had given up on life and refused to look for a job. She spend the whole day drinking and having s*x with the older big bellied man who took advantage of her. s*x for a place to stay. That’s how Cherise saw it but her drunk mother thought the man loved her, but Cherise knew better but didn’t say a word. Her mother was going to defend the man anyway.

She put on the black pencil skirt that once belonged to her mother, and white blouse that was now cream, that’s the only clothes that was decent enough for a job interview. She breathed putting her dry hair into a bun. Hoping that this time she actually got a job. She wanted to move out, and lived on her own. She was tired of seeing those two having s*x like rabbits since she didn’t have a bedroom, and slept on the cough, and the trailer was so small you could hear someone peeing in the bathroom when you were in the kitchen, and she grimaced not wanting to think how you would feel when you’re eating and someone was using the bathroom. She hated the place.

She took her bag full of credentials, but it wasn’t much since she only had a high school diploma. She looked at the time, and she was early for the bus, but it was better to be early than late.

“Mom, I’m going for an interview. Be back later” she shouted over their moaning. It was disgusting but she had lived with it for long, she learned to ignore it.

“Have fun, sweetie” her mother said panting, as the bed made the swinging sound. And Cherise ran out of the door and the damp air of the trailer park filled her lungs. But it was better than the smell of smoke and s*x inside their trailer. she quickly ran to the bus station, and just as she was about to get there the bus was ten minutes early and she had to run even more, one of her Sandals breaking but she picked it up, and running to the waiting bus, and the driver glaring at her. This was not the first time he had to wait for her, if it was not her bag that falls it’s something else. Thought the driver irritated.

“Sorry, Paul” she produced her monthly bus ticket, that was reserved for her interviews.

“Go sit your ass down, Cherise” said the mid-forties grumpy man, and Cherise, quickly sat near the door looking outside the window. Reminiscing about the old days when she had five cars, and she could travel anywhere in the world in a snap of her fingers. She wanted to have that again, and this time she was not going to take it for granted since she was going to work hard for it. Even if she had to start from the bottom as a maid. The drive to the city was quick and Cherise got out of the bus giving Paul the bus driver a wave which he ignored as always but Cherise didn’t mind, even if Paul pretended to hate her, she knew deep down he didn’t otherwise he would have left her, many times when she was late for the bus, like today.

She took a deep breath looking at the large building which she had applied to clean. This was an all woman company as she had been told by many. It was not easy to get a job there since they claimed the boss was a b***h, and choosy. She looked at her clothing that looked old, and only elegant women were entering the building, intimidating her even more.

“Get it together Cherise, they are only people” she whispered to herself making sure to walk slowly in the building not wanting to mess her sandals that was put together by a gum in the bus, which she was thankful for. All eyes were on her the moment she entered the building, the people there giving her questionable looks, telling her she didn’t belong there, but she matched on going to the reception lady, who was on the phone. She was beautiful her blonde her in a slick bun. Long red manicured nails matching her red stained lips, her skin glowing. She couldn’t help but envy just the smooth silky hair. She used to have that.

“Morning, I’m Cherise here for the interview” she whispered not wanting to call attention to herself more than she already did. The woman looked at her up, and down before dialling a number on the phone not even answering her greeting.

“Miss. Allen. Your nine o’clock is here.” She paused watching her sharp nails

“As you wish” she answered putting the phone down. And looking back at Cherise.

“Please follow, one metre from me” she got up and Cherise could hear it when her sharp stiletto hit the floor. The way the room got silence when they heard she was meeting, Miss Allen. Scaring her even more.

She walked out of her desk, and she didn’t miss the black almost new pencil skirt tight on her ass. Showing off her shape, she followed her to the stairs, and she wondered why when the elevator was working just fine, did she smell? She sniffed herself worried but no bad odour was on her body. They walked to the fifth floor, and the woman was climbing the stairs it like a champ, while Cherise was huffing and praying her sandals didn’t unglue itself.

Finally they reached what looked like a fancy restaurant, and the reception girl produced a card before informing them Cherise was there for the interview. The woman nodded looking at her up and down, before giving her a warm smile. The first one she received in years.

“Order whatever you want, and Miss. Allen will be with you in thirty minutes. Don’t worry she will pay for it” she glared going out of the door, leaving her shocked what kind of interview is this, and why was she given food?

“Don’t worry about her, go sit, and I will make you a strong coffee while you decide on your food” said the red head politely going behind in the kitchen. Cherise looked at menu, and saw the one good meal she being craving and she smiled. if she was not going to get the job, at least she would have a nice bacon omelette, and that’s what she ordered, and that made her, Order more food, and others putting them in her bag for later. Wiping her mouth from eating so much.

The restaurant got quiet the air in there changing instantly, the sound of stiletto filing the air, and Cherise lifted her head up only to be met by the most gorgeous woman in the world. Her breathe hitched and her powerful aura filling the room. She was wearing a bright red pencil skirt, matching red stilettos, and a black blouse. Her eyes automatically looked at the table afraid to even look at her. Was this the famous miss. Allen from the organic Allen cosmetics?

“Cherise, is it?” she stood near her table and instead of answering she nodded not finding her voice.

“Use your words, Cherise” she demanded, and Cherise automatically answered

“Yes, ma'am. It’s Cherise” she bowed even lower

“Good” she pulled the chair sitting down, and stared at her. Cherise waited for her to talk but she said nothing but she could still feel her eyes on her, so she lifted her head and she was met by light brown eyes so intense she almost shivered but she didn’t know from what yet. She crossed her legs nervously.

“Did you eat?” she demanded. This woman didn’t ask she demanded to know things, and Cherise heart was beating out of her chest, so fast she thought she will pass out. And she nodded again not finding her voice or afraid it might come out as a breathless whisper.

“I don’t like to repeat myself, Cherise. When I ask you a question, I expect you to answer me with words. I hate to punish you so early” Cherish eyes went wide at her words. What did she mean punish? She did nothing wrong. But her mouth automatically opened obeying the unknown woman.

“Yes, ma’am” she breathed squeezing her thighs tight. What was wrong with her, she didn’t understand why she was feeling so bothered by her voice. And her mind wondering to dirty places when she was about to get interviewed.

“Good girl!” Cherise heard and her body involuntary spasms. Making her bite her lip. Fighting a moan in her throat. She really needed to get out of there, before she embarrassed herself.