Victoria Hastings sipped her morning coffee and cringed. She never drank black coffee, but today she had too. She had to stay awake and she would even eat coffee powder if she had to. The meeting today was important, and she couldn't miss it for the anyone, except her family.
And they used that fact. Calling her home, saying lies about her mother being sick, and then asking her to marry a stranger!
"You should stop thinking about it. You were even grinding your teeth in your dream." Her friend tried to calm her down, a mocking expression on her face. Although, you should have at least seen the guy, what if he is actually good?"
"I don't want to marry right now Cassie. I want to have a job, make money, and party." Victoria said, groaning.
"Wow, the most valid reason to not get married." Cassie nodded her head in fake undersranding. "You know you can do those things after you get married."
"I don't want to marry a stranger." Victoria whined.
"If you get to know each other it won't be a stranger." Cassie prodded, trying to explain her. Victoria gave her a look of sheer boredom and rolled her eyes. "Yeah very romantic."
"Speaking of romance." Victoria pulled out her buzzing phone from her purse and smiled at the screen. "Sammy." She said, putting the phone to her ear and smiling wickedly at Cassie.
"It's not? Well, I wasn't expecting anything else." Victoria spoke on the phone while Cassie watched her intently.
"You are a hero little brother." She smiled enthusiastically, and Cassie grew more curious about their conversation.
"Oh by the way, are you ever going to make a move on my best friend?" Victoria chided her brother while Cassie choked on her coffee. Victoria tried to hold her laughter, and hung up the phone saying a quick bye.
"What the hell is wrong with-"
"Oh come on, you both love each other everyone knows it. " Victoria cut Cassie mid sentence, and got up. "Let's go now! I'll be late for my interview."
Victoria got up, grabbing the car keys and her coffee and turned around to leave only to bump into something. "God! What the-"
"Watch it!" came an equally angry voice. Victoria checked her clothes which were all fine, but the coffee had spilled on her shoes. She looked up at the person she had bumped into, her brown eyes meeting with blue ones, and she stared at the moat beautiful masculine face she had ever seen. But her anger got the best of her, she wouldn't let the matter go juat because the person who bumped into her is hot.
"Watch where you are going!" she almost yelled, grabbing a tissue and wiping the coffee off her shoes.
"You should watch where you are going." His voice was husky, and Victoria would have liked him had it been a different situation.
"The fault here was yours. Be a man enough to accept it." Victoria said flatly, raising her perfectly made eyebrow.
"It was not my fault." he said, burying his hands in his pants, which caused Victoria to take notice of his formal attire, which reminded her of her interveiw. She stared at him for a second, because he looked oddly familiar, trying to remember where she had seen him. He was so model-type that she just brushed the thought off, thinking she would have seen him in a magazine or something.
She picked up her coffee cup, little was left, but it would do. She poured the coffee on his shoes, causing him to jump a little, and before he could act she caught Cassie's hand who was staring at her with a horrified look and ran past him.
"Woah what was that?!" Cassie said, out of breath till they reached the car and got in. "That was me being angry at that bastard for ruining my favorite Louis Vuitton's! No one gets away with that." Victoria said with a wicked smile, but she still couldn't believe she had just done that.
Maybe it was just the fact that she was stressed for the interview, or she just couldn't handle men who thought they can do anything. She was having enough experience of that at home because of her father. She breathed deeply and accelerated the car, driving past the café.
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Victoria stepped inside the luxurious reception area and was greeted by a brunette. "Miss Hastings? You are expected by Mr. Xenakis, please follow me." the brunette smiled at her and Victoria followed her inside.
Victoria let her eyes wander over the hallways, listening to the clicking of her heels on the marble floor. They reached a big wooden door, and her heart started beating faster.
This is it, I have to get the job.
The brunette opened the door, and stepped aside. "He is waiting for you inside."
Victoria stepped inside, looking at the huge room, the front of it totallt made with glass, overlooking the view of the breathtaking New York City, and sat in front of it at the large mahogony table was a man, and when Victoria's eyes fell on him her breathing stopped.
"You!" she exclaimed, confused as hell.
He looked at her with amusement in his eyes. "Why, we meet again."