Uncontrollable Tempration

Adam Wilson

I looked at the resume in front of me skimming through it for the important details.

– University of Virginia

– First Class

– Business Administration and Management

– 21 years old

Wow, 21 and already a graduate! Impressive.

I looked at her picture and she did look young. Her CV was notable and I instantly wanted to meet her. I dialed my secretary immediately.

“Alice, send in the applicant.” I said.

“Okay sir.”

I looked at her work experience and I was grabbed. She was so young yet she had worked in two places already.

Moments later there was a light knock on my door.

“Come in.” I said and the door opened. It was her. I quickly checked the name on the CV.

‘Sophia Parker’

“Hello Miss Parker, have a seat.” I pointed at one directly in front of me. I was seated at the coffee table at the corner of my office, I don’t like conducting interviews at my desk.

“Thank you sir.” She came over and sat down on the seat opposite mine. She looked even younger in person, and very pretty I must add. She was wearing a grey suit with her hair neatly tied back, looking very formal but I could tell this wasn’t her disposition. Her face had a youthful ring to it and she appeared out of her element.

“So, you’re a graduate at 21 and you finished among the top four with a first class degree.” I went straight to the point.Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

“Yes sir. I had a number of promotions during high school.” She said confidently.

“When did you graduate?”

“4 months ago.”

“From your CV, I can see that you’ve had two jobs previously. Tell me about them.” I leaned back in my chair a bit.

“Okay. My first job was a summer internship at BearingPoint. I worked for three months after my first year in college. I was trained in preparing reports and other materials for executives, arranging business travel, taking notes at meetings, and screening callers and visitors. My second job was at my university. I was an Assistant Secretary to the PA to members of the Senior Management Team. My central role was a point of contact for staff and others interacting with the SMT…”

She kept going on and about the bosses at her previous jobs and the environment, but I had stopped listening. I watched her as she talked to me. Her hands gesticulating lightly, and her pink lips moving softly. Something about her made me upbeat. I felt my heartwarming towards the thought of having her as my personal assistant. I don’t know why but I was convinced she would do a good job. Her voice was rosy and she sounded like an angel.

I hadn’t noticed she had finished talking until she cleared her throat.

“Tell me about a challenge or conflict you’ve ever faced at work, and how you dealt with it.” I threw the question at her not really caring about her answer, I just wanted her to keep talking to me.

“Well, there was this lady I worked with at BearingPoint, she accidentally shred some important documents that I needed that day and…”

I took time to study the Miss Parker. Her hair color was mahogany-brown and she had beautiful hazel eyes, I felt like I could look at them all day which was really weird. Her suit was fitted enough to be her size but not as tight as typical women wear their clothes these days. She looked decent in her blazer and suit pants.

I had a feeling that there was more to her than what she was portraying.

“… and that’s how I solved the problem.” She smiled.

“… and that’s how I solved the problem.” She smiled.

My heart stopped for a second when I saw that smile. I made up my mind immediately. She was hired.

“Okay Miss Parker, the job is yours.” I said to her.

“Really?” She smiled even wider. “Oh my gosh! Thank you so much Mr Wilson. I am very pleased to accept the position. I look forward to joining the team and want to personally thank you for this opportunity.”

“No problem. My secretary will give you all the details about your new job and other information you need. You will start next week Monday by 8:00am and close by 5:00pm every weekday.”

“Oh I’m so excited, I can’t wait!” She beamed.

I was happy that she was happy. I can’t wait to work with her, she seems like she has a great personality. And that’s what I need in a PA.

“It’s been a pleasure interviewing you Miss Parker. I look forward to having you here with me as well.” I said standing up.

She stood up too and I extended my arm to her. Surprisingly she hugged me instead.

“Thank you so much again Mr Wilson. It was a pleasure being here.” She said.

I wasn’t too sure if I should hug back but when she didn’t pull away after two seconds, I put my hand on her small back. She felt so little in my arms.

A certain part of her body I noticed earlier that wasn’t so little was pressed up against me and I felt a bit apprehensive about the whole situation.

She pulled away and smiled before leaving my office. I watched her until she was out of sight.

I was very happy with my choice and I’m sure Miss Parker will do better than all the other dysfunctional Personal Assistants I’ve had in the past. She was incredible, young and beautiful with an amazing personality.

And very attractive.

And good looking.

And her hair is so long and wavy it looked perfect.

And her eyes are magnetic.

And-

“Okay enough!” I said to myself.

I’d already taking a liking towards Miss Parker, maybe a little too much. But I know that I won’t be getting rid of her anytime soon.

***

I remembered that day like it was yesterday. The day I hired Sophia.

Sure, good things came along, but at the long-run, it looks like it was a bad idea. If I knew I would have caught feelings for her so badly then I wouldn’t have employed her. And if I knew things between us would be a disaster then I wouldn’t have taken any chances with her.

But I did and part of me should regret it but I don’t.

I can’t imagine a life without Sophia anymore. It feels like all those times when I hadn’t known her, I was incomplete.

Last night was not bad. The casino was a good distraction from my ‘problems’ and I even won a few games. I came home partially drunk and slept all through the night. Now I’m awake and I realize I still have the so called ‘problem’ to deal with.

I got out of bed and cleaned up. I wore a pair of trousers and a shirt. Today was a free day so I’m going to take Sophia out for some sightseeing, and possibly amend things between us. I haven’t seen her since the meeting and I’m sure she must have cooled down a bit by now.

I went over to her room and knocked. No answer. I knocked again but still nothing. I opened the door and went in but she wasn’t there. Her room was quite smaller than mine but neater and smelled like her. I inhaled deeply, loving her scent maybe a bit too much.

Where could she be though?

I thought hard but I couldn’t figure out anything. Maybe she left the hotel. I hope she didn’t meet up with that nuisance from the meeting!!! I could feel my anger boiling up at just the mere thought of her with that bastard.

I took the elevator downstairs immediately.

When I got to the main desk I thought I could ask one of the desk clerks about Sophia’s whereabouts. Maybe they may have an idea.

“Hey, I’m looking for a lady, I’m not sure if you’ve seen her around.” I said to one of them. I recognized the girl, she was the one who checked us in.

“Hello sir. What does she look like? Or is it the lady who stays with you in 58?”

“Yes! Exactly her!”

“She’s currently at the pool. Straight down to your left.” She said like a brilliant and useful girl she is.

“Thank you.”

I wasted no time, I followed her directions and went through a door that led me towards the indoor pools. I scanned the place but I didn’t see anyone… hold on.

I saw a figure emerging from under the water and I knew immediately that it was her.

She came out of the pool, droplets of water running down her body. She was in the swimwear I bought for her from VS and heck, she made it look even better than I imagined it to be on her.

“Fuckkk.” I hissed.

I made a silent prayer as I watched her walk up to a lounge chair. She reached inside her bag and got out a towel. She slowly dried her hair and body, oblivious to my presence.

I stayed rooted to the spot, enjoying the view. I’m glad I bought her the swimwear because she looks so perfect in it. According to Mason, Sophia keeps it tight. And I couldn’t agree any more.

I walked towards her, my heart thumping in my chest. She heard my footsteps and turned around abruptly.

“Miss Parker.” I couldn’t control my eyes. Its like they had a will of their own which they wanted to accomplish by all means, not following any of my instructions to stay on her face.

“What are YOU doing here?” She frowned.

“I- uh- I- Well…” I was having a battle with my eyeballs. A battle that I severely lost.

She noticed I was looking at her and she used her towel to cover herself up. I was disappointed but at least now I could concentrate on what I wanted to say.

“I’m taking you out. Let’s explore Grand Rapids and maybe have lunch together.”

“Thanks but no thanks.” She smiled a very plastic smile and resumed packing her things from the lounge chair.

Okay she hasn’t calmed down, not even one bit. She’s still very mad at me.

“Sophia. I apologise for saying the truth to you yesterday. Although I meant it and I still do, that was very disrespectful of me. I shouldn’t have come on to you like that.” I said to her.

She turned back and glared at me in disgust. Her looks made me feel like I was a huge pile of vomit. If looks could kill, I will be dead in a second.

“The truth?! You mean when you sexually harassed me?!” She shouted. If she wasn’t so mad then I would have laughed.

“Sexually harassed? I didn’t even touch you.” I couldn’t stop myself from smiling and she looked even more pissed.

“You don’t need to touch someone before you harass them! You harassed me verbally!”

“I didn’t harass you in any way love. In fact, I think you’re upset because my words got to you, even though you didn’t want them to.” I crossed my arms and smirked at her.

I soon realized saying that was a mistake because she shoved me so hard that I lost my feet and submerged into the water.

I accidentally swallowed a lot of water and my nose stung badly. I managed to swim to one of the edges of the pool and come out. I coughed out the water from my throat, my ears burning in the process.

I looked at the princess of darkness herself and saw her leaving. She didn’t even care to see if I was alright. What if I couldn’t swim and I was drowning, would she have helped me? Does she really hate me this much?

I stood up and looked at myself. I was soaked from head to toe. Even in my shoes and socks. All for the sake of trying to fix this so called ‘problem’.

“That’s it, I’m done! I can’t take this anymore. This is madness!” I scolded myself.

If Sophia really hates me and doesn’t want to be with me, then so be it! I can’t keep humiliating myself every time. I’ve received multiple abuses, two slaps and now I’ve been pushed into a pool.

For me, the chase is over.