Chapter 5 Trial

• I tapped my fingers impatiently on the table, waiting for my prey to come and start her trial at my workplace.
• When she came for the interview, it was blatant that I would give the job to her for my unashamed indulgence.
• That I would enjoy trapping her in my arena with delicious offers she won't be able to reject only to break that attitude of hers.
• "Anytime now,"
• I leaned back on my chair and put my hand over my mouth to hide my spreading smirk, determination surrounding me.
• 'Ah, this is going to be too much fun. Like hell I would lose to Lucien,'
• Soon, the clock struck 9 and the door of my cabin knocked; the thrill enhanced immensely.
• There comes my prey, the one I would use to defeat my brother for once in my life- no harsh feelings- but, not this time.
• Here it starts...
• "Come in." I ordered dominantly.
• Resting my one leg over the other, straightening my back. I raised my gaze and met hers, looking at me with a faint smile.
• So anxious, so worried, still willing to do anything for money.
• "Good Morning, Sir." She said and stood in front of me.
• I guess she was also prepared for the upcoming mayhem but had no choice.
• Working at Layne Enterprises was a chance of a lifetime she couldn't possibly miss.
• "Ms. Beth." I called her strictly.
• "Yes. Sir?"
• I rose from my seat assertively, unbuttoning my coat that made her shoulders tense up and walked to her.
• "I am sure you have been explained about your work."
• "Yes... Sir." She merely whispered, giving me a weak nod and I used this chance to taunt her.
• "And I require confidence from my employees since you have declared so highly that you are here for work."
• I took another step to stare dead into her eyes, causing her to suppress her emotions and relax a little as I growled.
• "So you better do it properly. Is that understood?"
• "Yes, Sir. This won't happen again,"
• "You are on a one month trial. If you are proven eligible for the job, you will sign a three year contract with us where you'll work only for us, understood?" I explained to her.
• Moving back and leaning against the table while folding my arms at my chest.
• "Right, Sir."
• "Since it's your first day and you don't have any great experience. I want you to stay in my office... for guidance." I said, hiding all the atrocity inside my heart.
• But I guess she saw through my intentions.
• "Sir, I can come to your office... for guidance." She paused, eyeing me, suspiciously but obeying as well.
• "It's an order." I said sternly.
• "Okay, Sir." She said,
• "Keep a notepad with you and write all the things you will learn and to keep a record of my meetings and what they were about."
• She nodded and took out her notepad from her bag and a.. Pencil? And such a fancy pink pencil that it itches my eyes.
• I narrowed my eyes as I mocked, "You are rather amateurish."
• She stopped writing and shot her head and replied, "But-"
• "Everything matters, Ms. Beth. Use a pen, be professional," I instructed.
• "I apologize, Sir,"
• I handed her some files and explained to her what to do and her work. My cabin was ritzy, I sat on my throne and I watched her sitting on the sofa, right in front of me working earnestly.
• I just need for the moment for her to sign the contract so that I can finally start my revenge before Lucien does something.
• Intrigued to know what resides behind those exquisite emerald eyes gleaming in innocence, I called her.
• "Ms. Beth."
• She shot her head to me and asked, "Yes?"
• "You said you need money desperately. Why do you need it?"
• She lowered her head and smiled sadly and replied, "Financial Issues, what else?"
• "What kind of?"
• She looked at me blankly and said, "People call it 'Playing sympathy card'." I laugh a little.
• She just kept smiling, her words were very appealing which made me crave her more.
• "Well, I am not the person who'll melt just by some tears." I told her as her smile turned into a smirk. She moved back to her work and began to say,
• "Me and my younger sister lost our parents when we were kids. We grew up in the orphanage together, she can't live without me."
• Younger sister? She was 23, how young could she be to be at the orphanage? 17? 15?
• "Is that why you were working at the orphanage?" I asked nonchalantly.
• "Yes, but obviously, in this economy, it is not enough,"
• "Hmm, understandable, so now you are here to settle before she leaves the orphanage,"
• "Yes. That's why I need to stabilize as quickly as I can and take her back."
• A logical reason but what about Lucien? He invited her, did she know about it? Do they know each other?
• I had too many questions but I couldn't unveil them all in one meeting.
• "I need a job with good pay so that we can live together. It's hard to survive without parents- especially to be loved. " I nodded in understanding.
• To be loved huh? Well, some had parents and were still unloved.
• 'Shall I ask her about Lucien? Or how she got the invitation letter? No, That would be foolish.'
• I wanted to ask her about what she was doing in Canada but I chose not to because she hadn't mentioned it anywhere.
• It would be creepy.
• 'Ah, I could barely wait to see where this would lead,'
• The rest of the day went in a blur as things went monotonously except the fact that I spent most of my time staring at her, observing all her movements, etching them to use them later to beckon her in my charm.
• We were about to leave but I stopped her and offered her my hand to shake.
• "Congratulations on your first day, Ms Beth." I spoke with a charming smile.
• She smiled back, eyes gleaming in admiration a little when I turned her worries to dust and guided her proficiently with no harsh feelings.
• As if.
• She took my hand hesitantly, swayed by my perfect frontage, also believing in my acting.
• "Thank you very much for providing me with this privilege, Sir."
• It was a strange feeling, the relief on her face was.. odd.
• 'Even a kid could tell my intention, can't you?'
• She tugged a strand of her hair behind her ear and said softly, "Good Night. Sir."
• "Night." I said and left, knowing my nights can never be good.
• 'You truly are an intriguing woman, Garnet Beth. I would love to break you,'