The sight of that man sets a warning alarm in Jessica's head. She needed to get away from him as soon as she could. Turning around, she ran in short strides. Barely three strides away, she felt a hit on her head.
"Ouch!" Jessica muffled her hurtful groan as she bumped into someone. The files in her hands were scattered all over. She looked up to see a well-dressed young lady holding her head.
Jessica immediately forgot about her pain and began to apologize, after all, she was the one that bumped into her.
"I am very sorry, ma. I didn't watch where I was going"
"It's not entirely your fault. I wasn't looking too as I was in a hurry. I am partly to blame, ``the young lady said, smiling. She looked down and saw her documents in the file scattered all over the floor.
Jessica also caught a glimpse of the documents and she immediately squatted down to arrange them. The girl also helped her arrange them.
"You have lots of application letters in your file. Sorry, but I couldn't help myself" She said, apologetically.
" It's alright. I was just job hunting. I tend to drop at any company offering a job space" Jessica replied, picking up the documents hastily. She doesn't want that man to see her again. She has had enough bad emotions today.
"I see you also have an application for the Turner Group. Why didn't you submit it?" The lady asked.
Jessica scratched her head. She can't possibly tell her it was because she was running from a hot pervert, right?
"I… I just don't feel confident enough to apply. I mean this is a very big company. Why would they want to hire someone like me who doesn't have any experience?"
"And how would you gain experience if you are never hired? Trust me, girl, you just have to keep trying. You might just be the lucky one" the girl said, patting her.
"Miss, I appreciate your kind words and encouragement but I… I don't have the courage to… "
" First, my name is Misha. Secondly, since you are afraid, just give me all your information and I will help you drop it. How about that?" Misha replied.
" You… you will do that for me? Why?" Jessica asked, shocked at the lady's offer.
" Nothing special. Let's just say, I was once in your shoes. And I also received help to get to where I am today" Misha replied.
Jessica was filled with different emotions. She didn't know if she should hug Misha or not.
" Thank you so much, Misha. I am truly grateful to you"
" Not so fast, Jessica Graves. Once you are in, you are going to give me a special treat once you earn your first pay" Misha said jokingly, looking at the name in the document.
" I don't mind at all! You are truly Godsend to me! "
" Alright, I have to go before I get fired for staying out so late. I don't want to be out when you get in" Misha said, smiling. She took a file containing the application for the Turner Group. Waving Jessica goodbye, she turned around and left.
Jessica couldn't believe her luck! She thought she had already lost the opportunity of submitting her application. She felt truly grateful to Misha. Even if she doesn't pass the interview, she would remain grateful to her.
It was getting late already and Jessica had to go to a night job for about four hours before finally going home. If she misses tonight's shift, she can kiss her payroll goodbye!
"That's not acceptable! I still have to pay for the electricity and two other bills tomorrow. I also have to take dad for his check-up too. So I can't afford to miss my paycheck!" Jessica muttered to herself.
She took out her phone and placed a call to her mother to tell her she would be home a little late so they wouldn't wait for her. What she didn't tell them was that she was going to be extremely late!
******
The blaring sound of music and the swaying hips of scantily dressed girls lingered in a clubhouse. There were different people dancing while others were just focused on drinking or harassing girls.
Upstairs, a group of expensively dressed men gathered around a table filled with drinks. There were several call girls attending to the men but their attention was mostly on an extremely dashing young man who seemed to be in deep thought.
"Hey, Ed! What are you thinking about? You are in a fucking club man! Who's gonna spank these bitches?" One of the young men said, looking drunk.
" Jay is right, dude. These bitches' eyes are glued on you! I bet they don't even see us, right bitch?" Another added, spanking one of the call girls.
"Have enough of them, Fred. I just want a fresh indifferent flower for a change. She looks so fierce and… surprisingly beautiful at the right places" Edwin said, an image of the girl flashing before his eyes.
" Damn! Did you get another chick? What about those busty boobs from your office? You dated not long ago" Fred exclaimed, pushing the girl who was trying to wrap herself in his arms.
" That's a closed chapter. You know I don't play for long" Edwin said, looking indifferent.
" Yeah. Keep bragging, man. But I tell you, someday you are gonna be hooked to a bitch that plays better than you!" Fred said, sipping his wine.
Fred always believed that there would be a girl who would steal Edwin's heart and in return, she would smash it just like he had been doing to all these girls.
"Enough of your motivational talks, Fred. Let's hear who the next toy is. Is she a movie star? A spoiled socialite? Or one of those bitches in your office?" Jay asked, pressing hard at the girl on his lap.
"None of the criteria. I bumped into her at a cafe where I decided to put a clean end to Janet. She was one hell of a feisty lady" Edwin said, his mind trailing to those eyes that bore through him. She has the most gorgeous pairs of eyes ever.
" So, it looks like you were not able to create contact with her. That's why you sound disturbed, right?" Fred asked, smiling.
Just as Edwin wanted to reply to his friend, his eyes caught that familiar figure again but before he could look carefully, she was gone.
" Am I seeing her everywhere now?" He questioned himself. He stretched his hands to pour himself a drink as he signal a call girl to himself.
He needs to relieve himself from that girl's charm.