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I nodded. He did, too. “Good luck.”
With that, he was out. I tried not to think of David’s last words. I mean, I worked for Mr. Thorne at home, and I knew his character. What’s the worst that could happen? Right?
The door finally opened to the top floor. Unlike the ground floor, there was no robot here. No noise.
Just a gunmetal accent wall and two offices. I suddenly felt uncomfortable at the echoes of my footsteps against the marble floor. When I got to the large door, I stopped momentarily to stare.
The lower half was made of brushed aluminum, while the top half was made of frosted glass. Instead of a plaque, his name was etched on the glass surface in bold inscription. ETHAN THORNE
It was now -standing here- in this building, in front of this door, that I truly realized the power in the name. The authority… regalia…
Snapping myself out of my thoughts, I quickly moved to the office at a small distance from it.
The door wasn’t as huge and was completely made of aluminum materials. I pushed it open and was glad that it obeyed.
It would have sucked to return to Miss Receptionist for a key. To my surprise, my office was inviting. The walls were a cool blue on one side. Then white on the other.
I dropped my purse and took a seat on the ergonomic chair. Before me was a MacBook, mousepad, and telephone. Hmmm, I kinda like this job already.
I spun in my chair, taking in the new feel of my office. Then, I switched on the laptop. Evie, the tech guru.
A small snicker escaped my lips. Halfway through surfing the laptop, I realized I probably needed to make my presence known to Mr. Thorne.
He hadn't given any specifics of my jobs. I didn't know if I should be sitting here or serving coffee. Instantly, I stood up and walked back to his office.
My heart hammered wildly when I reached the door. I let out a breath. This was it. This was another dimension of our already strained relationship.
But I didn't need to be nervous. Good composure, respect, and attentiveness should set a good pace for us.
Releasing a thick breath, I knocked. I waited for an eternity before I heard a gruff ‘enter’.
I pushed the door open— forcefully. Since the door was large, I thought it would require a lot of force.
Boy, was I wrong. I suddenly realized it was a pivot door.
The door glided open the rest of the way. And I was left staggering with nothing to hold on to. Let me rephrase that. I was left staggering inside his office, under his steely gaze, with nothing to hold on to.
My chances for good composure were already canceled. I was going to fall to the side, except…
Disappointment filled me when, in a split second, I crashed to the ground.
Shit. This wasn’t the first office impression I wanted to make.
I restrained my yelp and quickly rubbed the side of my sore butt. I thought he would at least have some dignity and save me.
“What are you doing?” He raised an eyebrow, unimpressed. Of course, only he would see a struggling lady and ask silly questions.
Resisting my blush of embarrassment, I quickly scampered off the ground, adjusting my outfit as I did so.
“Good morning, sir.” My words came out in one breath.
He leaned forward, clasping his palms. My eyes instinctively dropped to his muscles. His sleeves were rolled above his elbow.
“Why are you here?”
I paused to stare at him. He wasn't joking because his face remained set in a frown.
“I'm here because it's my first day and—”
