Chapter 6 - Prone To Blunders

Syna crept out of the cabin stumbling on every step. Somehow she managed to drag her legs out.

"Ow what did just happen? Syna you stupid girl, what did you just do?"

She smacked her right palm against forehead in agitation.

"I'm fired. I'm fucking fired on my very first day. Ow! How unlucky me."

Acknowledging that she flung back into the arms of 'the great CEO of Maclaverty group' unknowingly, a chill of shame crept into her heart.

"What will he be thinking of me? Oh God! I did not attempt it intentionally."

Her blabbering continued as she remained rooted there outside the cabin, leaning against the opposite wall.

"Pfft moron!"

While possessing a sharp hearing Sinclair laughed inside the cabin behind the closed glass door with black paper, his right hand clenched into fist and tucked to the door.

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I was feeling my legs wriggling like a jelly a few minutes ago until he touched me. It was something special like if he had magic hands. My wobbly condition was became fine now and I was not dizzy anymore.

I was thankful to him for catching me on time otherwise my head would have been tossed on the ground badly.

But wait something was more that I missed to tell you, before I was about to pass out on the floor a blurry image popped up into my mind and a film played like this scene was rewinding itself.

Like perhaps I have seen this man before somewhere in that same situation.

Never mind, I took baby steps towards the waiting area after closing the door behind me, to catch my breath.

I placed my bag down and threw my body on the leather seated sofa when some whispering pricked my ears. You know the sixth sense of females right? I felt some heated glares directed towards me.

"I'm pretty sure she cling to the president for this post."

"Or maybe she satisfied him earlier than that."

"Yes I agree, because that's why, president hired her at once rejecting the idea of interviewing others."

"This bit*h would not last long. Definitely she would be reduced to pulp!"

I was getting pissed off now. How dare these women insulted me. Insolent bit*hes. I was not the kind of woman to cry on this kinda situation. Instead I was the one who would whack their heads and kick their butts. And that's what I was gonna do at that very moment.

I levelled them all with a deadly scowl and snarled at them venomously.

"Why? Are you chicks angry at the idea of not being able to reach his bed, duh?"

I crossed my arms along my chest and yelled at them.

"What if I got the job instantly this does not give you the right to do such baseless assumptions. Now get your a** moving."

The cluster of women started to thin, some left while cursing, the rest stomping their heels. But who the hell cares like I don't give a damn f**k.

I was here just for a big hot news and for the prize money set for this task. But I do have my pride and dignity which I will keep here too.

The thought of my new boss crept out again but I shook my head to dismiss the idea as I was not there for any kind of emotional attachments, even if it was a love at first sight.

Anyhow I was supposed to join from tomorrow. So shot up from my place and passing through the corridor reached the elevator towards the ground floor.

I was about to press the button towards my destination when someone placed his shoe in between the door.

"What the he.....!"

I flinched at the disturbance. It was already hyper and was burning in the humid lift and now I had to accompany someone.

But my words got lost as I saw the president, Mr Sinclair MacLaverty, standing with a smirk on his devilishly handsome face.

"Miss Syna, is quite hot headed, I guess."

I felt embarrassed and flushed at the same time.

"I'm sorry boss, I was just...."

He interrupted in a calm tone with a chuckle.

"It's okey anyone can get fry in this heat."

Surprisingly he was reacting totally opposite to the rumours I heard about him.

He stepped inside and pushed the button I was about to press.

A creepy silence began to hover and it grew awkward. And my heart raced faster I could feel the throbbing of my pounding muscle against the chest.

I found myself peeking through the corner of my eyes. Mr Sinclair, was a blondie with emerald eyes, well proportioned body. I can bet he sure have well defined abs. Oh wait! what I was even thinking ? Sure I was behaving like a pervert teenager.

A strange sensation sent a chill down my spine, and an urge rose to touch him. I guess he sensed something as a loud cough echoed in the elevator. And I hurriedly averted my gaze.

"To inform you Miss Syna, this is my private elevator and has the notifying board outside the door, which I believe you did not notice."

I wanted to bump my head against a wall or something. How could I do such a blunder twice or thrice or maybe more.

"I'm sorry sir, I really am. I assure you I'll keep my senses awake from now on, I'll take my leave."

Immediately stopping the elevator she dashed out without daring to even look back at the amused expressions of Sinclair.