Chapter 1 Robert

I was getting out of the shitty Honda my dad got me as the cool autoumn breeze hit my face. God, I hate New York... In my mind I was back in sunny California with two babes by my side enjoying a refresing drink when a rude taxi driver's honk got me out of my daydream

"dude you comin' or goin' or what?! " he yelled. I turned my face towards the sound then proceeded to walk in front of his cab.

I tried to get myself together , prepearing myself of what is waiting for me in the next two months. Two months. That's how much time I gave my dad to reach his stupid goal before I go back to LA minding my own business. Not that it concerned me if he succeeded or not, I was determent to leave here as soon as possible. I decided not to live my life according to him, but this, I had to do for him. He raised me and paid my bills , altough he was a pain in the ass about it, but still I never had to work a day in my life , but was 'livin da vida loca' thanks to him. God, I can't wait to get out of here and I haven't even started work.

I looked up at the skyscraper in front of me, and with a heavy sigh I entered the building. I watched as crazy ass workaholic New yorkers were running towards the elevators with a cup of coffee in their hands as they were already typing on their phones. They didn't even look up. I could never live like this - thought to myself - always in a hurry, like there was no tomorrow and somebody's gonna steal my job at any moment.

I entered the elevator and pressed the button to the top floor where the interview was held. As I stepped out of the elevator - not gonna lie - my face dropped. The huge hall was packed with nervous individuals , waiting eagerly for the secretary to announce their names so that they could meet the boss and convince her about their skills an expetise. I was confident until a few minutes ago as my father told me that his friend got me this interview. I thought I was the only one applying. I mean, I know it's New York , but fuck...at least 50 candidates were there for the PA position.

Anyway I sat down waiting with the others quite impatiently. I could't help but notice I was one of the only 3 male candidates. I heard that everyone was shitting their pants of the boss but it really suprised me that only 3 guys had the guts to show up in this huge city. It was one of the 5 top companies in the city afterall, and the position we were applying for was the PA of the president. I mean... If you were a carrier driven individual what more could you want in your resume....

The interviews were quite fast, once they called out your name you entered the office and were out of it in no time. There were no forms to fill , no pre-interview shit, none of that like that at other companies. Seems like a mere look at your stupid face and a few minutes were enough for the "Ice Queen" -as they called her - to know that you're not good enough for her. I hated her already. I mean, why the facade...gather us all here just to throw everyone out within an hour. Entitlement as it's finest.

As there were less and less candidates left in the hall I became familiar with some faces and started a little small talk with some of them. I was taken aback when they shared their work experience with me. These girls were fresh out of college and already had 2 years of work experience when me, on the other hand in my 28th year of age and couldn't show up any experience other than the required internship I took in university for my degree.

I checked my watch , it was 8:45 am and only three of us were left in the hall . The blonde secretary came and called one of the girls in, while giving me a reassuring smile with a wink. What the fuck..I saw from the corner of my eye that she was eye fucking me from the moment I stepped outside the elevator but what can one say...I have that effect on ladies. Anyway, back to Earth Robert, I told myself , it's not the place and time, that's not why you're here. Not that the blonde was any special so I quickly prepeared myself as it was my turn to go soon.

A brunette that entered 3 minutes ago,already walked past me with a defeated look, signaling me a 'no' with her head meaning she didn't get the job. I should be happy but I felt for her, as she told me how much she needed to job. Next was the redhead's turn but she was out in two.

The blondie walked towards me with seductive steps, announcing my name like it wasn't obvious that it was my turn.

"Robert Miller... You can go in" .

I used my mother's maiden name when I applied, thinking my real name would give me away in no time in this city. I nodded and walked in the room with confident steps.

It's time to face her. The Ice Queen...