TRAPPED BY MR CEO TO BE HIS FIANCÉE

CALI

Drrrhhhhh! My alarm rang, jolting me awake. Gosh-today is my interview at B&S Incorporate. I sprang out of bed and rushed into the bathroom. I couldn't afford to be late. Not today.

When I was done in the bathroom, I cleaned up quickly and slipped into a white gown. I paired it with red slippers and tied my hair into a neat ponytail using a red ribbon. Opening my file, I took out my CV and other important documents I'd need for the interview and placed them carefully into my red bag.

I rushed into the kitchen and prepared cheese and macaroni. I served my portion and poured the rest into a flask for my brother. I ate quickly and was done in no time, then headed to Edward's room to wake him up.

"Edward," I called softly, tapping him lightly as he rolled over on the bed.

"Huuhh," he muttered sleepily.

I smiled, then tapped him harder. He jerked upright, rubbing his eyes.

"We are on holidays, sis, for crying out loud!" he yelled, then covered his mouth when he realized what he had done. If I wasn't in a hurry, I would have hit him.

"Cali," he called, snapping me out of my thoughts.

"Don't you know you have an appointment with the doctor?" I asked, yelling at him.

"Okay," he replied, bowing his head.

"Sorry," I said softly.

He raised his head and laughed. Gosh-he had played a prank on me. He ran back into the bedroom and locked the door behind him. I scurried out of the house. Luckily, I found a cab that took me straight to the company.

After paying the cab driver, I stepped out and stared at the massive building before me. Inside, the receptionist was kind enough to direct me to the interview room. When I got there, I counted over fifteen ladies waiting.

Thank goodness I wasn't late.

Most of them were dressed in revealing outfits with heavy makeup. I took the only available seat and clutched my bag tightly to myself.

After a while, a girl rushed out of the interview room. She was wearing a very tight, short gown-one would think she came to seduce someone rather than attend an interview. Her makeup was smeared from crying, which meant she hadn't gotten the job.

I eyed her briefly, but my thoughts were interrupted when I heard my name called from the interview room. I stood up and hurried inside.

As I entered the office, my gaze collided with Smith Bryan.

Gosh. He was incredibly handsome.

I tried to hide my blush and quickly looked away. I could admire him later-if I got this job. For now, I had to focus.

First things first.

Sit he said and I sat down and brought out my CV and handed it to him trust me I was super scared I've never been scared for an interview but Bryan Smith is not an easy boss and with the numerous competitions involved in this post I don't know what to expect.

CALI

I stepped into the office where the interview was taking place, and my gaze immediately met Smith Bryan's.

Goodness-he was striking.

I forced myself to look away, fighting the heat creeping into my cheeks. I could admire him later-if I got the job. Right now, that was all that mattered.

"Have your seat," he said coldly.

Only then did I realize I was still standing.

"Thank you," I replied, sitting across from him.

His eyes moved over me in a way that made my skin prickle-not professional, not respectful. I shifted uncomfortably in my chair.

"Introduce yourself," he said gruffly.

I scoffed silently, cleared my throat, and began, "My name is-"

"Cali Rillion," he interrupted flatly.

I looked up, startled. Our eyes met for a brief moment before I quickly looked away. My heart pounded. Why did I suddenly feel like I was being examined instead of interviewed?

"What qualifications do you have?" he asked after what felt like an eternity.

"I studied Business Administration in college," I said carefully, "and I previously worked at Winthrop Enterprise. You can take a look at my CV."

"I don't need it," he snapped, stopping my hand halfway.

I screamed internally. What is wrong with this man?

"Do you need this job?" he asked.

Then he leaned back in his chair, folding his arms.

"How badly do you need it?"

The question felt wrong-too personal, too loaded. I clenched my jaw, resisting the urge to lash out.

"Very badly," I replied, already irritated.

He studied me for a moment, as if weighing something in his mind.

"To get this job," he said slowly, "you'll have to prove your loyalty."

My stomach dropped.

"What do you think you're implying?" I asked, standing up. "Who do you think you are?"

His face remained unreadable.

"So because I said I need this job, you think you can disrespect me?" I snapped. "If that's the case, you can keep it."

I grabbed my bag and headed for the door, my vision blurring with unshed tears. Why did this always happen? Why did interviews never just stay professional?

"Resume work tomorrow by 8:00 a.m.," he said calmly.

"You're hired."

I froze and turned back, wiping my face quickly.

Was this real?

"So this was a test..." I whispered to myself.

"Thank you, sir," I said quietly, nodding.

As I turned to leave, he stopped me briefly to make a call, informing someone named Mr. Henry that the other candidates could be dismissed.

He hired me.

A wide smile broke across my face-today was my lucky day after all.

"You may go," he said. "And congratulations once again."

I nodded and stepped out.

Gosh this me alot to me I can't believe this guy had to put such crazy test up and my outburst it was fucking crazy why the hell did I have to say all those words, I thought and chuckled. When the other lady came out crying i was super scared and I didn't know what to expect but I thank God I was able to succeed.

CALI

I placed my hands on my chest as I stepped out. I looked around but didn't see any of the girls again-most of them had already been dismissed by him. I left the building and took a cab home, disgusted by what I thought was meant to be a celebration, and I let out a bitter laugh.

BRYAN

No girl had ever resisted my offer before, but this one clearly did. Not only that-she yelled at me. At me. Who dares do that? Yet she did.

The funniest part was that I still gave her the job. That was exactly what I wanted. I didn't need a secretary who would drool over me or try to seduce me.

She's perfect for the position. The look on her face when I asked for sex showed she was decent. Still, I needed to rest. I thought as I placed a call to Catherine, my PA.

CALI

I got home and shut the door behind me, dropping my bag by the couch. I immediately noticed the house was empty-Edward wasn't home yet. Worry crept in.

Just as I was about to sit down, the doorbell rang.

I rushed to the door, already preparing to reprimand Edward for staying this long at the hospital. I opened it, ready to talk, but froze when I saw the house owner standing there. I sighed and rubbed my forehead in frustration.

"Good afternoon, sir," I greeted, bowing slightly as I let him in.

"There is nothing good about this afternoon, Cali," he said coldly as he walked in.

"Your rent is due, and you know that."

His harsh tone made me flinch. He suddenly started walking toward me, forcing me backward until my back hit the wall.

"What?!" I yelled.

He reached out and touched my hair. I slapped his hand away.

"You know you could pay with your body," he said suggestively, staring at me in a way that made my skin crawl.

"Are you mad?!" I shouted. "I just got a job. Give me this month and I'll pay everything!"

"You're being stubborn," he said angrily. "I'll be back next week for my rent."

With that, he stormed out.

Gosh... where would I get $80,000 to pay rent? I thought helplessly. And Edward-where was he? If he didn't come home by tomorrow, I would call the doctor.

I went upstairs, freshened up, and arranged the clothes and items I'd need for the next day. When I was done, I sat in the living room and picked up my phone to call the doctor-but my phone rang first.

"Good afternoon," I said, unsure of who was calling.

"Good afternoon. Am I speaking to Cali Rillion?" a woman asked.

"Yes," I replied, sitting upright.

"You are Edward Rillion's guardian, correct?"

"Yes, I am."

"I'm calling from B&S Specialist Hospital, where your brother was admitted."

My heart skipped as I jumped to my feet.

"Miss Cali, your brother needs surgery immediately. If not operated on, the cancer may spread, and it could become very dangerous."

I felt completely lost.

"Are you still there?" she asked.

"Yes... yes," I replied weakly.

"You'll need to deposit $120,000 to commence the surgery. It's urgent."

My heart sank.

"How is he now?" I asked, my voice trembling.

"He's stable for now, but you must get the money within 72 hours. Otherwise, we risk losing him."

"Okay... thank you," I whispered.

I dropped onto the nearest couch as she ended the call.

What kind of mess is this? I cried out loud. How do I get $200,000 to fix all of this?

"Edward, I'm so sorry you're going through this," I cried until my eyes burned. Exhaustion finally took over, and I fell asleep on the couch.