Love stories: “I’ll do my best to learn everything required for this job,” she said expectantly. “Since this is my first job and the requirements are high, I’ll trouble you to guide me in the future too.”
“Let’s start with some basic things first. Mr. Symon likes to have black coffee without sugar immediately after entering the office. You should brew it for him,” James Pristino explained. “You’ll also need to inform him about any scheduled meetings for the day, as he doesn’t like to dig out the details himself. Make sure you have all the important information sorted out beforehand. Avoid scheduling late-night meetings for him.” …….Love stories.
“Additionally, Mr. Symon doesn’t allow his assistant to enter his apartment after 7 PM. You’ll be provided with the password to access his apartment, but be cautious when entering in the evening,” he continued. “Part of your duty is to investigate the background of any girls who will accompany him at night for security reasons. Ensuring they have emergency contraceptive pills is also your responsibility.”
“Wait, so you mean I have to follow Mr. Symon everywhere, regardless of his permission?” she asked, astounded. …….Love stories
“Yes, that’s correct,” he nodded.
“But what about my private life?” she nervously inquired.
“Miss Martin, let me clarify something. The position you’ve been offered is one of the best in the private sector. Experienced people would do anything to be appointed to this post, let alone a fresher like you. Consider yourself lucky to have been chosen. The salary offered is just for show, but the perks you’ll receive are unimaginable. You can serve here until Mr. Symon permits you to quit. I’ve been with him for the last six years and now I’m able to switch positions. You’ll have that opportunity too, but for now, focus on your duty,” he explained authoritatively. Free stories.
After hearing him, she didn’t ask any further questions. This was a golden opportunity for her to enter the Symon family and uncover the truth. Starting as an ordinary employee would have taken much longer. She should be grateful, as she was willing to pay any cost to achieve her goal.
“Got it. Thank you, Mr. Pristino,” she replied politely.
“Now it’s time for Mr. Johnson’s arrival. I’ll introduce you to him. Be prepared, as he doesn’t like dull faces. You should also learn how to present yourself beautifully,” he said, his gaze fixed on her face.
It was confusing why the CEO had chosen this ordinary-looking girl for his picky grandson, especially considering his preference for women. James Pristino tried to reason it out, thinking that maybe the CEO didn’t want his grandson to become involved with female staff or that he wanted to improve his image in the public eye. Free stories.
After returning to her apartment, Rebecca called Sam.
“Hey, how was your first day?” Sam inquired as soon as the call connected. …..Love stories
“It was fine,” she replied half-heartedly.
“Hey… hey… it seems that your day didn’t meet your expectations,” Sam chuckled.
“Don’t make fun of me. I’m already exhausted,” Rebecca sighed.
“It sounds like you’re frustrated. Okay, tell me what happened?” Sam asked, sounding serious.
“The job I signed the contract for is like a 24/7 babysitting job for a man in his thirties,” Rebecca complained.
“What? What do you mean?” Sam was confused.
“They want me to assist… no… guard that stupid playboy VP day and night, and I have to clean up all the mess he leaves behind,” she explained, sounding even more agitated.
“Is this for real? I mean, how could you accept such a degrading job? You should quit immediately,” Sam declared.
“I can’t quit right now. I have my reasons for entering this group. It wouldn’t have been easy for me to get here. The strange thing is that I never applied for this position, and I don’t even meet the job’s criteria, yet they selected me,” Rebecca reasoned. Free stories.
“I’m so sorry for you, dear. It’s 6:30 now. Let’s meet at ‘Sawana’ by 7:30. I’ll mourn with you,” Sam said, sounding gloomy.
“Okay,” Rebecca nodded. She also wanted to forget her worries, at least momentarily.
At 7:30, Rebecca stood at the entrance of ‘Sawana,’ a high-end restaurant. She called Samantha.
“Come directly to the second floor,” Sam instructed, almost shouting.
The restaurant had three floors: the first floor was the main dining area, the second floor housed a bar and dance floor, while the third floor had exclusive private rooms. The first floor had a royal blue and golden decor, with velvet and brass furniture. The second floor had a lively atmosphere, with a bar counter, bar stools, and a dance floor with a DJ setup and flickering lights.
As soon as Rebecca reached the second floor, she spotted Samantha sitting on an upholstered seat. She approached the counter and patted Sam’s shoulder. ………Love stories
“Here you are, come sit with me,” Sam said, indicating the stool beside her.
“Sam, couldn’t you find a quieter place? I wanted some solitude,” Rebecca complained.
“You know, when you need to mourn, the only peaceful place is a lively bar. You can pour your heart out without being judged. Come sit, and let’s get drunk. Take this card in advance,” Sam said, handing a platinum card to the bartender.
At this moment, Rebecca couldn’t find the words to argue with Sam’s logic. She needed a shoulder to lean on and pour her heart out. However, she was worried about the consequences of getting drunk, as she wasn’t accustomed to it. ……..Love stories.
“Sam, let’s find a more secluded spot. I tend to lose my composure after drinking,” she requested in a low voice that only they could hear.
“Don’t worry about that,” Sam assured, turning to the bartender. “Brother, please note down this address. If we happen to lose consciousness, ensure our safe return. I’ll reward you for your kind deed.” Sam carefully wrote down Rebecca’s apartment address and handed it to the bartender.
Being a regular customer at this upscale bar, Sam’s request was politely accepted by the bartender.
The two friends found a corner and sat down to pour their hearts out. Sam was there to listen to her best friend’s troubles, providing a comforting presence.
Within an hour, both friends were drunk. At this point, Rebecca started crying uncontrollably.
“All rich people are bastards!” she shouted without restraint.
“Yes, you’re right. All rich people are rascals!” Sam echoed.
“They hired me to work like a bonded laborer. I can’t have a boyfriend or start a family. They want me to remain a virgin. Those motherfucking rich people!” Rebecca yelled, wiping her tears and sniffling. ………….Love stories
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