WHIMS OF FATE
I'm set to begin an internship with Celestial Zenith, the top marketing firm! I would do anything to get this internship because it has been my goal since I first entered college. I look at my phone. In less than an hour, my first meeting will begin. I'll be running late for the meeting!
"My name is Elena Morris, and I'm in charge of the interns at Celestial Zenith, the most successful marketing firm in this country. In the upcoming few months, you'll meet a few more folks, including the CEO himself."
The interns start muttering. Elena continues speaking after the interns have stopped talking.
"You know how lucky you must be to have the internship here! We chose the 20 best applicants out of thousands of applicants."
"What are the terms of our internship?" one of the interns asked.
"The CEO will fill you in on the rest of the information tomorrow, and we expect you here at 8 a.m. sharp."
This excites me a lot! Ever since I began my first year of college, it has been my goal.
"Let's all head over to the Rocks Club!"
I turned to face the speaker of that sentence.
"Isn't it a VIP club?" Jenna asked.
"It is, but I am acquainted with the owner. Let's honor our internship together!"
"We have an early start tomorrow."
Amie responded, "Come on! It's our final day of freedom!
"She is correct; the coming months will be difficult. Let's enjoy ourselves while we still can."
"All right, I'm in."
"Perfect; see you all in a few hours," Jax said.
The remaining interns begin heading toward the elevator. Amie comes to a stop next to me and croons in my ear.
"Do you think he's attractive?"
"Who?"
"Jax."
"The one who's invited us to the club?"
"Uh-huh."
"He is fine."
"You're not blind, are you? Come on."
"I'm not looking for a boyfriend, so leave."
"We must have some fun, or we will pass out from boredom."
I enter the elevator as soon as it rings, attempting to steer the talk away from boys. It's our last free day before months of arduous work, so Jax was probably right. I'm only 22. I must have more parties!
When I arrived at my home, I stripped off all of my clothes before deciding on a black off shoulder dress and accessorizing it with white jewelry.
I'm ready for the time of my life! As soon as I enter the club, I recognize a few interns. When Amie approaches me.
"Are we planning on imbibing tonight?"
"I believe... we are definitely!"
"That's the attitude,"
"You did really arrive!" Jax exclaimed.
"You were quite convincing."
"I'm glad you joined us; come with me; the VIP lounge is where we are."
"V.I.P. lounge?"
"I informed you that my friend is the club's owner."
Amie retorted, "You must have very wealthy friends."
"I've never given a damn about how rich my friends are."
Jax leads us to the VIP area. Approximately ten additional interns are already present.
"Will we meet your friend?" I said.
"He's not here today."
"Will you one day present us to him?"
"But he has a girlfriend, so I can't."
"The nice ones are all gone."
Jax chuckles before turning to face me. There is something there that I can fully understand.
"Surely not all of them."
He keeps looking at me as he says it, and I get the impression that there is a hidden meaning in his words.
"I need to meet the others, so have fun."
I see Jax turn and leave. Amie leans up close to me and begins to whisper as soon as Jax is out of earshot.
"I believe he likes you."
"Just now, we met."
"He was unable to take his eyes off of you because of how stunning you are and how sexy this dress is."
"Thank you, but you're far more attractive than I am."
"You're very sweet, yet you completely undervalue your attractiveness, and you don't pay attention when boys eye you up."
"I'm not used to such environments."
"Fancy locations?"
"Clubs are likely to alter that."
"I don't think I really want that. But I made a promise to myself that I would enjoy myself tonight."
"Let's begin with a few beverages."
My hand is taken by Amie, who yanks me out of the VIP area. I walked with Amie amid the throng of dancing people. Amie suddenly came to a complete stop.
"Amie?" While focusing on an object in the distance, Amie ignores me.
"Oh my god! That's Ethan Donovan."
"Ethan Donovan, who?"
"You genuinely don't know that he's an actor, right?"
"I don't know who he is."
"I'll possibly catch up with you later. You go to the pub."
Amy vanishes into the crowd. I keep walking toward the bar and place my drink order. I quickly turned around after receiving the drink from the bartender and tripped over a firm chest. My beverage overflows and stains the stranger's clothes.
"Fuck! I'm sorry."
"No need to apologize, but you now owe me."
"What am I owed to you?"
"Which would you prefer: a drink or a dance?"
"I spilled mine on you, so I need a drink."
"No, I owe you my time while we're having a drink," he replied.
"I can concur with that."
"Drink or dance, then?"
"You're going to pay for my drink, right?"
"Anything to keep you around."
I couldn't help but chuckle lightly. This stranger is funny and endearing to me.
"Chase here."
"Yla."
"So, what kind of drink would you like? Sex on the beach? Cherry Daiquiri? Coke with whiskey?"
"Sex on the beach"
We both take a seat at the bar after Chase orders a beverage.
"Yla, tell me a bit about yourself."
"I'm Twyla Zephyr Lopez, and I'm 22 years old. My life is monotonous, and I want to work for the most well-known and prosperous corporation in our nation, the Celestial Zenith Company."
His devilishly sparkling eyes scan every inch of my body.
"In my opinion, nothing about you is uninteresting."
"What name would you give it, then?" This is not how I usually act. I don't usually flirt with strangers, but this guy makes me feel otherwise.
"Beautiful, sultry, or fascinating?"
My entire face did indeed grow red, but I made an effort to hide it. I touched his powerful thigh with my hand. His voice is getting hoarse. He examines my entire body seductively, from head to toe. I feel heat rising at my core. I've never acted so recklessly before. Is it this that drives me insane? I slowly slide my hand higher along his thigh.
"You're playing with fire, Zephyr." His voice gets raspy. I know he enjoys it.
"Who said I'm scared of fire?" Chase lowers his head closer, his lips lightly brushing against my ear.
"Careful, there might be consequences." My hand slides between his legs.
"What kind of consequences?" I can feel his lust growing. I moved my hands as he slid up and down his thigh. His low, throaty laugh echoes in my ear.
His hand lightly brushes my knee. "I might do the same to you." His fingers slowly climbed up my leg as our eyes locked. His gentle touch caused me to start to shiver. Once more tilting his head in my direction, Chase's low voice makes me even more seductive and causes my underwear to become sodden.
He pulls my hands away from his thigh. I immediately sensed his touch having left me. I can sense the possibility of more as I stare into his eyes, though. It's not over yet. While I'm still trying to gather my thoughts, Chase may change his appearance to one that is casual, as if nothing just happened.
"With whom are you?"
"Friends."
"Do you want to visit them again?"
"I would like to remain with you."
"What do you think about leaving this place?
"Perfect. "
"Where are we going?"
"Are you really in need of a response?
Chase takes my hand and guides us out of the club, into a posh building, and right to the elevator.
"Not really."
"Are you a local?"
"Do we really need to discuss this at this time?
I kept looking at him while grinning seductively. "Then try something else to silence me."
The moment the elevator doors close, the entire world vanishes. All I can see is the man in front of me. I squeal with delight as his tongue enters my mouth, and he draws me closer. My tongue pushed back hungrily as I responded. His hands slide under my garments and gently caress my back as our bodies connect.
"I want to touch you."
As my fingertips caress his nude chest, When a bell announces our arrival, I begin undoing the next button. As he exits the elevator, Chase pulls me along with him. I get pushed up against the wall by the shutting doors by him. His lips again met mine in a hungry kiss as his eyes flashed with desire. His other hand pulls the hem of my dress up, while his other hand slides beneath my dress and cups my ass. He turns me around and pulls the zipper out of my dress.
"We need to get rid of this," he says. A gust of chilly air strikes my exposed flesh, making me shiver.
"Hauxley," but Chase wouldn't let me turn around. I caressed his lower body by moving my butt against it while doing a slow hip dance.
"Nice try, sexy," as he lays a trail of sultry kisses running from my neck to the base of my spine. Every touch causes my body to fill with goosebumps. Before he gets to my butt, his lips halt an inch away, and he cups it with his powerful hands.
"You have a very nice ass."
"Taste it, then."
"Chase!" and his lips gently kissed my private area. As a wave of pleasure sweeps over my body, I groan.
"Do you like it?"
"Give me more, please."
Chase pulls his mouth away in jest and turns to face me. The instant his tongue leaves my wet bit, I feel empty.
"You're torturing me, Chase."
"Beg, Yla, you have to earn it."
"Please!"
"Please what?"
"Keep going!" Chase gently touches my tender region with his tongue.
"Ugh, Chase!"
"Fuck! You're so wet for me!" Chase leans down and crosses one of my legs over his shoulder.
"You're wonderful."
"Chase, I'm cumming! Please!"
"What are you expecting me to do?"
"Just don't stop," I begged.
Chase pokes his curled finger inside of me. I lean back against the wall and attempt to hold back my groan. Inside of me, tension begins to rise. I find myself squeezing tightly around Chase.
"Ahhh, fuck! Chase!"
"I want you to scream my name throughout the entire night because I adore it when you do." I couldn't help but shiver violently. Chase takes my leg off his shoulder.
"You are stunning." He approaches me head-on and gives me a gentle kiss on the lips. He takes me in his arms and moves to the bedroom after that.
After placing me on his bed, Chase moves away from me. I observe him as he gradually strips off his clothes. His shirt comes off first. He then lost his pants. He releases his bulk from his boxers, and my eyes follow. He is now standing in front of me, completely naked. I paused to gaze at his flawless and powerful physique.
"You are ideal."
Chase is in awe of my entire body, from head to toe, and his eyes are filled with passion. I feel a spark go off inside of me as I follow his stare.
"No, you're not,"
"I want you."
To draw him nearer, I encircled my legs around his waist. Chase cups my face and begins to kiss me passionately. He enters with a swift move, and I can feel my body tensing up around him.
"Holy...!"
"You feel wonderful, fuck!"
I am unable to receive a response. My entire body is overcoming this kind of sensation. I've never felt this good around anyone else.
"I like every gesture and sound you make when you respond to me; you are amazing!" His respiration becomes more rapid, and I sense his proximity. and I am too.
"Fuck!" Chase trembled, and we both moved in. I stay still for a few minutes.
"I think this was the best experience of my life."
"Mine as well."
"Perhaps we're meant to be together?"
"Or perhaps the moment I leave your place, you'll forget about me."
"But it's difficult to forget you; I assure you that I won't."
"Is it strange to have such a strong bond with someone you've just met?"
"Are you prepared for the next round?" I'm still gathering myself after the opening round. But I know that I'm prepared for all of the upcoming rounds.
I wake up the following morning to discover powerful arms surrounding me. I briefly relished the wonderful sensation. In his embrace, I feel safe. I gradually recalled last night.
"I wish I could remain with you longer, but I have to leave because my internship starts today."
I pull away from Chase's grip reluctantly and begin looking for my handbag. I locate my phone and look at the time: 7 a.m. I have an hour until I must report to work. I lightly shake Chase's shoulder.
"I'm going to be late." He glances at me with one eye before shutting it again.
"Hello, lovely dream."
"I have to go,"
Chase groans, "Okay," and dozes off again. I'm not sure if he heard me, but I don't have time to rouse him up once more. I gathered what I needed and left his flat. I get to work one minute before eight.
Wow, you look terrible, Amie remarked.
"Thanks."
"Hangover?"
"Worse!"
Elena announced, "Mr. Dawson will be a bit late."
"Perhaps the CEO too has a hangover?"
Someone behind me says, "Haha. I doubt that." It's Jenna, one of the interns.
"Our CEO keeps his personal and work lives apart."
"What?"
"He won't be running late due to a hangover."
"I see."
"You have to leave the job of your dreams if you want to sleep with him."
"I'm not here to seduce the CEO; I'm here to work, whatever."
Amie remarked, "I've heard he's hot."
There isn't a hotter man around than Chase, in my opinion.
"Perhaps he's worth risking your job for?"
"Nothing is worth passing up a chance like that."
"Getting married to the CEO is completely worth it," Jenna stated before she left.
Amie muttered, "She truly thinks she can marry him.
From everything you've learned about him, it's not feasible. I inquired, "How did your evening with that star go?"
"It was enjoyable before he ejected me."
"Sorry."
"I saw you leave with a hottie; how about you?"
I didn't feel like talking about that night; "it wasn't anything exceptional." I'd prefer to keep it private.
"You weren't ejected, did he?"
"He didn't, no."
My attention is magnetically drawn towards the elevator by the resonant ding, signaling the arrival of someone significant. The office doors gracefully slide open, revealing the CEO of Celestial Zenith. Stepping into the room, he embodies a striking combination of refinement and confidence. Dressed in a tailored suit that effortlessly complements his stature, every movement exudes a subtle, well-practiced grace. His presence commands attention-a symphony of well-toned features, from his chiseled jawline to the warm glint in his eyes.
"Good morning. I am Chase Hauxley Dawson, the CEO of Celestial Zenith."
Surely this is a dream! I lightly pinch myself, hoping it will wake me up, but the weight of truth is settling upon me. The hot guy from the bar is Chase Dawson, CEO of Celestial Zenith. I tensed in my stance, seeing the guy I had sex with a few hours earlier.
Amie leans over and whispers, as I'm still trying to digest everything.
"He's incredibly hot, wow!"
"He is."
This cannot occur in real life! The CEO has always come to mind as a severe, unapproachable man. Not the man who has the ability to set your body on fire or the one who knows how to touch a lady in order to elicit a scream.
"Five of you will have a special opportunity to earn official jobs in this company, and perhaps you'll achieve your aspirations, while fifteen of you will leave within the following two months."
After having a sleepover with you, can I reach my dream? I groan and try to come up with strategies for getting out of this situation. Unfortunately, I cannot think of anything. I remained still and watched as the doomsday train sped closer to me.
"For each of you, an internship with this company is a fantastic chance. Even those who depart will receive outstanding recommendations. The top businesses will defend you."
I move backward and hide behind the backs of the other interns. Chase will eventually notice me, I think. However, a part of me believes that realizing it later rather than sooner would be preferable. Right now, all I have to do is remain undetectable.
"I want to work closely with each of you so I can assess your worth."
Each of us? I reasoned that I would have time to establish my worth before he could expel me. What then should I do?
"I'll be working with Mindy Duke and Caleb Blane today. and the other will be given tasks by Elena."
Two of the interns enter Chase's office as I watch them. He was unaware of me. How long can I avoid him, though?