The Trap Of Ace

Read The Trap Of Ace [by Eva Zahan] Chapter 7 – A pair of stormy grey eyes gazed down at me, my heart skipped at the intensity in them. I tried to move but as if I didn’t have any control over my body. I couldn’t do anything but to watch those grey pools coming closer.

Then I felt hot breath fanning on my neck, sending goosebumps across my skin. My insides squirmed with anticipation.

“Mine…”

Jolting awake from my sleep, I searched around for him. But there was no one. But, I felt as if someone just called me mine…

Running my palms over my face, I sat up. It was just a dream.

He wouldn’t leave me alone even in my dreams, would he? Three days had passed since that night and my returning back to NY, and his words still haunted my sleep.

Shaking my head, I glanced at the time. S**t! It’s already eight!

Scrambling out of the bed, I grabbed my clothes for the interview and ran inside the washroom. I’d two interviews today, and the first one was at nine. If I wouldn’t reach there in time, I’d lose the chance to work at one of my dream work places.

Actually both of them were important to me. If I got a job at one of them, it’d be a golden ticket for my career as a designer.

And my first destination was Summer Clothing House. One of the most famous fashion houses across the city.

***

“What? But how’s that possible? I was informed that I’d have an interview today at nine.”

The receptionist sent me a professional look of apology. “I’m sorry for the hassle, but we’ve found the perfect candidate for the post, so we’d to cancel the interview. Didn’t you receive the email, Miss?”

I frowned. “What email?”

“We’d sent all our expected candidates an email regarding the rescission as an apology,” she informed.

Oh! I’d kept my phone off since I left home that night to avoid my family’s questions and a particular person’s messages. And I didn’t even check my email for some days now.

How could I be so careless?

“Uh, maybe it missed out from my eyes.” I bit my lip. “Alright, my bad luck, I guess.”

“We’re again sorry, Miss. Have a good day!”

Nodding, I sent her a tight smile and got out of there. Time to go to my next destination. I just hoped everything will turn out good this time.

***

Checking myself one last time in the rearview, I let out a breath, wiping my clammy palms on my skirt.

Come on, Em! You’ve got this!

Chanting the mantra in my head, I got out of the car and looked up at the huge forty something floor building. A big Coopers Fabrics was hung at the top.

I blew out a breath. I really didn’t want this chance to get out of my hands. These two were my dream workplace, and now one is gone, left the latter. I’d try my best to impress them to take the ball in my court.

Ignoring the nervous wreck in my tummy, I padded inside. Shoulders squared and chin high in confidence.

But as soon as the crowd in the waiting area came into my view, my confidence melted into a puddle. All of them were sophisticatedly dressed, with CVs in their hands. Definitely for the interview.

Of course, this was one of the most renowned textile companies in the country. What did I expect?

The receptionist guided me to wait with the others as there was still quite time for my turn to come. And getting among these sharp and talented looking people, my nervousness just rose into a new height.

So choosing a vacant seat, I settled at the furthest corner of the waiting area and waited for my turn to come.

My phone blared in my purse, getting some eyes on me in irritation. Getting out the phone, I put it on silent. It was Warner.

“Hello,” I whispered.

on your phone. Your parents were k*****g me asking about you. They’re really mad that you left all of a

of guilt was picking up on me. I hadn’t given them that much of an explanation of my sudden leave, and then blocked

on my phone this morning, I didn’t even check the calls or messages. I’m sure my notification box has

to you later about it, I’m

your sudden change of heart. Anyway, I called you to give a good news. I will meet

free tonight.” I ignored his first

Now I gotta go. All the best for your

smiled. “Thanks. See

put the phone down. What good news he

A lady in her mid-thirties with a high tight

Raising my

Mr. Cooper is waiting for you inside,” she said. Tone professional with

I grabbed my purse, CV, and

pair of white doors, she

knew who was going to take my interview. I already had a feeling

go on and left. Taking deep breaths, I entered. Restless butterflies stormed in

some papers, muttering something incoherent under his breath. A loud noise echoed in the room as he slightly leaned

wide, I stopped

you stand there forever? Sit!” he grumbled, without looking at me.

my nose at the foul odor in the air, I took the chair

I’m Emerald Hutton.” I kept my tone

will you?” Brushing the arched moustache on his upper lip, he reached out for my

I was still at the edge of his

fluent in Spanish and Italian? Or you just added it out of excitement?” His tone

“No, Mr. Cooper. I’ve especially taken courses on Italian and my second language was Spanish at high school. If you

“It’s not that I’d understand anything anyway. You could blabber to make a

potato was now getting on my nerves. Who takes interviews like that? I

the first

with the job. “Uh, I

if your stomach is empty, so will be your head. How would you create designs if you’re empty

miss how he

work in his company? Sadly,

to be

a look, observing me. I fidgeted on my seat. Then all of a sudden, he closed my file and slid it to me. “Get out now. And tell Lucinda to

my brow. Did he just reject me? Then I understood that it was his way to say: you may leave now. And I assumed Lucinda was that

tighter smile and stood up. The nervousness now turned into fear as I informed Lucinda and then walked away. She told me I’d receive an email of the position of me in this interview: rejected or selected. Until them,

got out of the elevator, my shoulder bumped into

Looking up, I found a man near Mr. Cooper’s age standing there. But he was far from small and round, the opposite in fact. Tall and fit. Some grey

he gave me a look over. I didn’t know why, but he looked familiar.

my dear. People often stumble into their way when they don’t see where they’re going. Or… crossing whom’s path.” The edge of his voice evolved some secrets. Then the ominous look suddenly vanished and replaced a bright smile that didn’t reach his

looked down at my CV. But still, they were in a file, how did he know that I came here

do you know that I came

a lot of things, young lady.” His eyes flickered over my shoulder. “If you will now excuse me, I’m in a hurry right

the doors already closed and he was

was he? He talked as if… he knew

around again.

up at the sky once outside. First interview got cancelled and this one was terrible. Though he didn’t give me an

wasn’t even noon. And I was already

again. And this time

She isn’t his girlfriend or anything like that. They’re just friends! And if it still bothers you then, you should know that she’s happily married,” Casie finished in one

about…” Then it hit me. That girl with him at the diner. That red head. All of a sudden, irritation irked

say? They’re just… friends? Not

I feel so light all