Diary of wild Tania. PART 1

I woke to a bright,sunny day, a bit reluctant to get up from the warmth and soft of my bed to draw the curtain blinds over the harsh rays of the morning sun. A peek at the clock hanging on the wall confirmed I had slept long hours. Damn. I suddenly remembered!
 8'o clock?! Oh dear, I had a job interview today. Swiftly I rose and dashed into the bathroom,brushed my teeth, had a quick shower. The interview was for 8.30am,and I fervently prayed not to miss it.
 In a few minutes I was ready. I muttered a litany under my breathe,casting a quick glance at the mirror. I was good to go,or so I appeared. On my face was that terse way I smiled whenever I was a bit edgy. Yes,I was edgy. Who wouldn't be? Chief Peters Badmus was all by himself conducting the interview! And in the whole of Lagos,who didn't know Chief Peters -the high and mighty,no-nonsense,filthily wealthy business tycoon?
God willing I would become his personal assistant if I was granted the job today. I tried to smile a little broader as I squared my shoulders and walked through the entrance gate into the main office at exactly 8.26am. The secretary who offered me a seat had this scowl on her face. I followed her gaze and saw the exact spot her eyes were glued : My cleavage!
One of the buttons had ripped to my chagrin. Oh no! I stared at her,helpless. What now? I was already losing the job no doubt. "Please do you..can you help me with a pin.. or a broach? Just anything to..." I turned beseeching eyes at her,gesturing at my open blouse.
 The scowl deepened. "I'm sorry I have no pin." she replied stiffly.
When the adjoining door to the director's office opened a few minutes later to reveal a dejected looking lady who obviously had missed out on the job,the secretary with a nod gesticulated at me to go in. Regardless of my proud,bouncing cleavage on display now,I managed to square my shoulders,raise my head,smile like I was the new P.A,and majestically walked into this spacious,richly furnished office of Peters Badmus.
" Good Morning Sir." I greeted with a smile,holding his eyes with mine. For a second there I thought he swallowed as his eyes came to rest fleetingly on my exposed cleavage.
"Good Morning young lady. " His voice was a deep baritone. And then he was the shrewd business man again,his eyes never leaving my face. "Please sit down."
I gingerly sat on one of the leather upholstered seats. The smile on my lips still intact.
  Chief Peters was handsome,wow! I couldn't help but identify with the beauty of the man. Facially his features were striking -dark thick eyebrows,an aquiline nose,slightly full lips and a well defined jaw line. Well above 6ft,broad shoulders led to tapered waist,strong looking thighs and long legs in the charcoal black pants he donned.
" In a quick sentence tell me about yourself and why you think you can be my personal assistant." His brusque words cut into my thoughts. He was watching me intently now.
"My name is Tania Michael Adewole,Christian,26 years old,graduate of the University of Lagos,hail from Ikire in Osogbo,Osun state. I believe I can be your personal assistant because I'm hard working,blunt,observant and smart."I reeled in confidence.
 If he was impressed he wouldn't show it.
"Go on,tell me why you came into this office with missing buttons!"
My eyes widened in shock. Quickly I put in,'It must have been a silly oversight sir. I'm sorry."
Was it a small smile lurking around his lips? I thought I saw one..
" Congratulations Miss Tania Michael Adewole. You are now my personal assistant. My secretary will furnish you with the necessary details needed as regards your work here which begins tomorrow 7 am sharp -"
"Thank you sir! " I sprang to my feet excitedly. My joy knew no bound. "Thank you sir! Thank you."
 He had already gone to stand by the window,wordlessly dismissing me. As I turned towards the door to let myself out I heard the deep baritone softly say from behind me,"Come back here by 7pm tonight. I need to show you a few things around."
Why did my heart miss a solemn beat?
Why did I suddenly feel weak in the knees?
Why did I feel I had already lost this job even before I found it?
"Alright sir!" I put in and walked out the door.
He said 7pm,right? Okay then..
To be continued.

*Pure fiction,peeps. Hope you guys enjoyed the story? Will continue the ensuing part in a bit.
Imim.