Cupid's Love

Chad Hermenn

I was sitting in my chair signing papers for our company. I just got here but then piles of paper were already on my table. Looking at the wall clock, there's still 20 minutes before the interview.

We are hiring new employees since some of our old employees were fired by my dad. Before he gave me his position to run this company, he went over to all employees and fired everyone who isn't doing a PERFECT JOB. He is very strict when it comes to business but he is a really good father.

At exactly 7:50 A.M. I stood up and walked out of my office to go over to the west wing where interviews will be held. From outside, I saw through the glass window more or less than 100 people compiling inside. Some were praying, some were murmuring something I can't comprehend, Some were just sitting waiting to be called.

I went inside the room connected to the other room and asked my Secretary "Is everything ready?"

"We may have a problem sir. I can't contact Mr. Anwell but I already told him last night about the interview."

I looked at my watch and there's only 5 more minutes left before 8. Where could Michael be?

"Call him again and make sure he's coming here. Meanwhile, I'm gonna start the interview without him."

My secretary nodded and went out to announce that the interview is starting. She's sexy and good-looking, and there are times we had fun with each other. But she's also professional, she won't hit me if it's working hours.

She called names one by one and they entered individually, Impressing me with their resumes but some can't even look at me while answering my questions, clearly nervous.

I got bored and my head was starting to ache as the interview went by until one woman who entered the door caught my full attention.

She was so gorgeous like an angel. She walks confidently with her hips swaying unintentionally yet so sexy. Her stilettos click as she walks. And her smile, so innocent just like you wanted to protect her from danger.

"Good Morning Mr. Hermenn." She started and bowed her head slightly.

"Please have a seat."

"Thank you." And she sits in front of me. As she sat, I noticed how she's fiddling with her fingers indicating how nervous she was but her face told otherwise. She looks at me in the eye with all seriousness.

"My name is Harmonia Concordia and I am applying for the position as your Personal Assistant."

I looked over her resume and read her profile. Harmonia Concordia, a fresh graduate from Ivy University as Bachelor of Science in Psychology.

I raised my brow at her statement. I wasn't expecting someone who would apply as my personal assistant knowing I didn't include it in the fliers. But I do need a personal assistant.

"Okay. So what makes you think I'll hire you? What do you have that others who aspire for the same job don't have?"

"I am confident that this position fits me perfectly. I have been taught the different emotions and behaviors of people. I can be emphatic. I know how to handle each person with care since I have grown up taking care of my nephews and nieces when their parents are busy. I also took care of my grandmother and mother before they passed away."

I was shocked about her revelation of her grandmother and mother passing away but ignored it since she doesn't look like she wanted to talk about it.

"Shouldn't you be a counselor then?"

"I have actually thought about being a counselor but being a personal assistant intrigues me more. Hence, I follow what I think would make me happy." I raised my brows more. This girl is interesting.

"Being ordered around would make you happy than just advising people?"

She smiles her innocent smile. "I love serving people." her simple and short reply.

I don't know what to ask anymore so I told her we would call her if ever she will be accepted or not. But I know she knows she will be.

She thanked me and stood up, slightly bowing again before heading to the door.

I stared at her retreating back until the door was closed and continued to stare at the door. I was only out of my thoughts when my secretary entered.

"Sir, There are still more than half a people needed to be interviewed and I still can't contact Mr. Anwell." I massaged my temples and took out my phone.

I dialed his number and it was only ringing. He's not answering.

I was about to dial him again when the door where I entered suddenly opened revealing my best friend, Michael Anwell.

"Sorry bro." He said and sat beside me.

He was my best friend since my father and his father are also close friends. His father is one of the major shareholders in our company. We went to the same class and with the same degree. We also graduated together. We obviously grew up together and that just makes us like brothers, since we don't have one, but I have a younger sister.

"Did you get laid last night again?" I asked

"I should be the one asking that to you playboy. Hahaha but no." I just shook my head and smirked at the word 'playboy'. That's my title now and I don't argue with it because it's true tho. But I was not always like that.

Then I noticed how his eyebrows are furrowed.

"Did something happen bro?"

"Nothing." He immediately responded. "Just made an argument with my girlfriend yesterday but I know she'll eventually talk to me later."

I just nodded and didn't ask further questions.

We continued the interview until finally, it's done. I looked at my watch and saw it's already lunchtime.

"I gotta go bro. I'll be back later. Don't want to stand my girl up." He said and I laughed before he headed out. Obviously making up for his girlfriend.

I wonder if his girlfriend knows what he was doing flirting with other girls. I doubt it. No girl would want their boyfriend seeing another woman. But I won't judge Michael either. They seldom talk to each other before, as what he told me. And he maybe was flirting with other girls but he never hooked up with them or took them. Just casual flirting. I can also see that he's slowly changing that kind of habit. He may really love his girlfriend that much.

I stood up and went back to my office with my secretary following behind me. Oh, I already know what she wants, and I'm not going to decline it.

But as she closed the door of my office my thoughts went back to the interview. Particularly to that one girl who took my interest.

Harmonia.

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A/N:

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