Falling for Brooklyn's Most Wanted Bachelor

~Catherine

“Come with me Miss Catherine, Mr Alexander would join you in the conference room shortly”, the tall blonde lady at the front desk instructed as she led the way to the elevator.

I quickly brushed my hair and adjusted my coat and glasses as we approached the fifteenth floor. I needed to be sure I looked presentable enough.

After months of trying to get this interview, I had to be sure that everything worked out well. The whole press team was counting on me, and successfully completing this interview would definitely make Mr. Johnathan rethink his decision of failing me for missing one bloody class, just one. And my reasons were justifiable. The semester was coming to an end and I needed to take extra shifts to complete my tuition.

My palms got sweaty as the elevator came to a halt and the doors slid open.

This conference room has to be the most beautiful place ever. The curtains and drapes matched the redwood table and the chairs were elegantly designed in black and lined in sets of five on both sides of the table.

The marble tiles made a clicking sound as we made our way into the room. The receptionist picked up a remote from the table and pressed a blue button which caused the curtains to automatically slide open revealing the most breathtaking view ever. I could see the whole city from here.

She made her way back to the elevator and I walked towards the large glass windows. The view was a lot to take in. I could even see my school from up here.

“Hello Catherine” a man greeted from the end of the room causing me to gasp and drop my purse.

It was him, Alexander William.

I had only seen him on newspapers and magazines.

He walked out of the closed door he had been standing revealing his extremely tall frame. He was around 6’5 or maybe 6’4 and had the most fit frame I had ever seen. His coat and tie were on his left arm and his white long sleeve shirt hung perfectly on his body with a few buttons undone revealing a small gold chain that contrasted his perfectly tan skin. His chestnut brown hair was wet and messy, he looked like those bad boys from fictional books.

I was so distracted by this gorgeous man, for a moment I wished this wasn’t just an interview for school.

I was visibly sweating and my nerves were all over the place.

“You’re sweating, let me help you take off your coat” he said as he walked behind me.

I slowly took off the coat hoping and praying to God that there were no sweat stains on the pink dress Elsie had borrowed me. 

I sighed in relief when I realized there were no stains. 

He hung my coat on one of the chairs and sank into a bigger chair at the end of the table and motioned for me to take the seat beside him.

“Do you want something to drink? Coffee? Or tea?” he asked as he tapped a small bell attached to the table.

“No, thank you”, I replied swiftly as I brought out my journal and a questionaire from my purse.

“Don’t worry I have the perfect drink for you” he responded as he continued tapping the bell.

“where the f*ck is she?” he hissed and got up to use the telephone.

“Who?” I asked trying not to sound too nosey.

“My assistant”

“Its almost impossible to find good help these days, let’s get into the interview” he added sinking back into his chair.

‘’uhmm..sure..the first question is your full name, age and where you were born’’ I replied, forcing myself to sound as confident as possible.

“Alexander Vincent William Junior, 29 and France” he replied swiftly.

I scribbled his answers into my journal and proceeded to the next question.

“Where did you go to school and what do you count as your biggest achievement’’

“How original” he blurted, almost sounding irritated 

“These are all answers you can find on the internet Catherine” he added.

“oh..uhmm” I mumbled as I struggled to find words.

“How about you tell me about yourself” he said, moving his chair towards mine.

“Why….would you want to know about me” I asked in a shaky voice.

“Because I want to” he replied sternly

“Oh…” I whispered, looking down at my watch and praying this one hour would magically elapse.

“Well, how old are you Catherine” he asked

Before I could answer, a petite blonde lady rushed out of the same office he had come out of earlier.

Her curls were messed up and she looked like she had gotten dressed in the dark. Her buttons were not properly fixed and she held a jacket and scarf in her left hand.

“I’m so sorry Sir, I…” she tried to apologize before he stopped her mid sentence.

“Champagne and two glasses and use a mirror, stop making a fool of yourself’’ he ordered, avoiding eye contact with her.

I watched her expression change as she struggled to hold back tears before walking to the elevator.

We fell into the most awkward silence ever. What I just witnessed was way beyond my comprehension. He was bloody screwing his assistant and didn’t even have the decency to be polite to her. 

The most wanted man in Brooklyn was a disgusting womanizer.

I almost laughed out loud when I recalled how girls on my campus were so obsessed with everything that had to do with this man.

The sound of the elevator opening snapped me out of my thoughts. The assistant walked in with a champagne bottle and two glasses in her hands. Her makeup was done and she had put her hair in a ponytail.

She shot me the most evil glare as she put down the glasses and for a second, I felt she deserved what Alexander had done to her earlier.

“you never got to tell me your age’’ Alexander reminded as he poured a small quantity into both glasses before handing one to me.

“I’ll be 21 in a few months” I replied before emptying the glass.

“How would you best describe yourself” he asked, filling my glass again.

“uhmm….I’ll probably say hardworking, enthusiastic and kind” I replied chugging down the contents of the glass again.

“what do you do aside school and your little college paper?” he inquired, filling up the glass again.

“i work at the local coffee shop and at the diner” I replied.

I noticed my speech begin slur and I started feeling lighter than normal.

“Isn’t that too much work for you?” he replied handing me the filled glass.

“I think I’ve had enough and I need the money’’ I replied, shoving the filled glass to the side.

On a normal day, I would never tell a stranger this, but for some reason, I couldn’t control myself and I spoke quite freely than normal.

“How about I make you an offer’’

“You work for me and I’m certain you will make twice as much as you did at the cafe and diner”

“Hell no!” I blurted out

What was he even thinking. I’m nothing like his dumb assistant. Why would I accept a job from someone that probably just wants to add me to his long list of mistresses.

“Why” he replied 

“You need the money Catherine and two minimum wage jobs will definitely not clear your student loan’’ he added

“I’ll think about it”

“i don’t feel good, I need to go home” I said as I packed up my books and the unfinished questionaire.

“I’ll have my driver drop you at school” he offered

“No need, I can manage on my own” 

“No, you cannot” he replied, grabbing a customized bag with his company logo and my coat before joining me in the elevator.

The elevator ride was extremely quiet and I could feel Alexander starring at me.

“Is there a problem” I asked checking my dress and my hair.

He completely ignored the question and walked behind me. I felt his cold fingers run down my exposed arm and I could feel his warm breath on my neck.

“Don’t drink unless you’re with me Catherine’ he whispered into my ears making me shudder.

“What…why?” I protested before feeling his hands go beneath my dress.

“Catherine” he called, sounding more serious than before.

My heart was racing as his fingers gently went up my thighs, sending the most insane sensation through my body.

“I wont….I promise….,please stop” I pleaded just as he was about to push my panties to the side.

He removed his hands and let out the most annoying laugh .

“what the f*ck’’ I said out loud as I struggled to catch my breath.

The elevator doors slid open and he walked out leaving me confused and soaked in my bodily fluids.

He handed the bag and jacket to the driver in the lobby and gave instructions to which he nodded in response before turning back to face me.

“I’ll see you at work on Monday” he said before walking away like nothing had happened between us.

~Catherine

“ I thought you had been kidnapped” Elsie screamed as she opened the door.

Elsie had been my roommate for almost a year and she is practically the only friend I have in this school. Unlike me, her parents were well off and she only did volunteer jobs.

“The interview took longer than expected” I lied 

“you only answered one question on the questionaire and you smell like wine” she said holding up the empty questionaire.

“What really happened?”

“Did he not attend to you?”

“ Did he hurt you” she quizzed.

“leave me alone please” I pleaded as I wrapped myself in my blanket and turned away from her.

“Cathy” she called, her voiced laced with concern.

I ignored her. I wasn’t in the mood to talk. The events of today continued to play in my mind and I was extremely drained.

“Your mum called” Elsie said before exiting the room and leaving me