The first day of work goes like a whip shot and in the evening we sit in a taxi carrying us to the banquet, somewhere in the distant suburbs. Henrietta babbles like mad, telling more and more incredible stories about the residence owner, where the party is going up. In her story he is a really handsome, rich, gallant and old-fashioned man, in the style that is most pleasing to women. Normally I'd be probably just as excited as she, but today I'm just simply tired by this crazy day, and the thought of separation from Ian does not inspire me to think positively about the guys.... By whole day I have not even had time to eat even the slightest sandwich. Accustomed to regular meals, I'm barely holding on my feet with hunger and fatigue. After a while I stop to listen Henrietta, which apparently winds up the talking, and just falling into a shallow nap...
The taxi stops slowly, snatching me from a nap. Henrietta is still talking on a cell phone with a friend and thankfully does not turn attention to me. We get off in front of an extensive villa, surrounded by a large garden, from which comes sounds of laughter and loud talking – apparently party started some time ago! The entire property is surrounded by a high fence, and two security guards stand in front of the gate.
– Hello ladies! Do you have an invitation? – one of them asks me politely when we approach closer.
Shit, I do not know anything about any invitation! I look at Henrietta, but she looks like married with her cell phone, forgetting about the whole world. Do I need to interrupt her or maybe better is to lie something in conversation with a bodyguard?
I'm knocking on Henrietta's shoulder again and again, but without any result – she drives away from me like from importunate flies, still talking with a friend! Security guards are watching the whole scene with big smiles, commenting on something between them. I'm trying to ignore them, but I feel that I slowly turn red from shame... Henrietta is doing a fool from both of us! I need to act with higher determination!
– Invitations, you idiot! – I scream in her ear and pointing at the guards. – We will not pass in without invitations!
– I thought that you did you get them, you know! – Henrietta is clearly grumpy. – They were at the reception to receive. Hmm, but you're new, so stupid, you could not know... Okay, so go to plan B – I'll call to the boss, he will confirm that we are we and those morons let us go in.
She unceremoniously pulls out her cell phone from my hand and dials another number, then talks with someone for a long time, to finally give the cell to one of the gorillas. It seems that the case is finally solved because of the gate to the property repeal on the entire width and finally we can go inside. Henrietta looks at me with a mixture of triumph and pity, but I ignore it. Naughty!
We are going along beautifully kept garden path towards the near arbor, around which I see a few tables – there takes place a party. Dusk comes quickly, I hear the crickets playing in the bushes... Garden lamps are discreetly deployed at various points in the garden, and their brilliance, honey light greatly enhances meticulously maintained flower beds and elaborately trimmed hedges. Someone put a lot of effort into this place, and it looks very... romantic.
– Tits forward, smile number five! Do you see that guy in a red blouse? It's Henry, our boss. He can afford to relax, you not. Let's go, I will present you – within five seconds Henrietta brings me back to earth.
– Well, unless you prefer in advance a small glass for courage? – she winks at me.
Hmm, I don't know... A small amount of alcohol will help me to de-stress before the first meeting with Henry, but, on the other hand, I want to have this chat behind me as soon as possible.
In theory, I'm at work, but a small glass of alcohol will not hurt... I'm getting really tired and I agree with Henrietta's proposition, as she just gulps two glasses without any delay. I drink a few sips and feel as delightful warmth spreads slowly in the stomach... Yes, I needed that. Meanwhile, Henrietta grabs my sleeve and pulls towards Henry. Girl pats him on the shoulder, and when the man turns around, she introduces me in a rather offhand manner.
– Henry, this is our new intern, Martha. You asked us to arrive both, so we are! – she smiles ingratiatingly.
Henry, the low-fat man in his fifties, looks at me for a moment with a smile, and then his gaze falls on a nearly empty glass of champagne in my hand.
– Didn't Henrietta warned you? We are here to perform our professional duties, not for funny chit-chat! You can drink alcohol during your private time – he smiles coldly, and I feel like the legs bend beneath me. – Well, I have the impression that you are even a little bit tipsy now. I was hoping that we will be able to talk about your first task, but in this situation... Go have fun, so if you like it here, we'll talk tomorrow in the office!
He turns away from me and walks deeper into the garden with a tall, pretty girl.
Oh God, what a fuck up! Where is Henrietta?! I'll tear this bitch on pieces, it's her fault! Well, yes, of course, she disappeared somewhere... Her trap worked perfectly, now I have no chance to keep this internship. Henrietta easily got rid of a rival to the job, as inters are few and position only one. OK then, so it's actually my last evening, I would no longer to worry about – I find this traitor and I'll talk with her in really hard manner! However, maybe I can still save my chance? I should probably look for Henry and explain to him the whole situation...
I don't know how I manage myself to keep calm. I smile at people passing me, giving the impression of easy-going, but when I pass the last revelers I start to look around nervously. Damn, where is Henry?! Well, he walked away from the guests in the company of an attractive woman. I holed up in some secluded gazebo, I can find them in... embarrassing situation, and then nothing can save me, as I'll dig into even worse trouble!
I'm searching for Henry, but still thinking about Henrietta's reaction – why she lost her temper so quickly? I'm turning back at the sound of breaking glass – one of the guests dropped it on the ground – and in one quick flash I understand everything: well, it was about the alcohol! Henrietta tried to blame me in Henry's eyes, urging for a drink, as wanted to lure me to the boss with a glass full of alcohol in my hand. Henrietta treats me as a rival in the fight for a job – we are both on an intern at last. But when Henry wanted to do drink with us, my dear new friend almost burst with anger, because her plan simply failed. But I'm not going to really worry about this, because...
– Did you lose out? Maybe I can help you? – I hear behind me velvet, deep male voice. Which can belong to, I think, really exceptional men.
I turn around and see that I'm right...
With a surprise, I'm finding myself deep in the garden, with a glass in hand, away from the party's noise. I was so thoughtful that apparently wandered up here. I am turning around, to find returning way and… Oh my! In front of me stands the most handsome guy I have ever seen in my life... A tall man in his forties looks extremely chic and elegant. Dressed in a dark suit from Marconi, with diamond buckle in a tie, with a mane of raven-black hair and light brown – or honey? – eyes; noble and sunny dandy, with charming smile, which women like the most.
At last, I'm for sure.
– Allow me to escort you to the company? – he gives me his arm and I feel the smell of his cologne. It mysterious note suits him ideally...
– Please let me introduce myself, my name is Victor – he smiles charmingly and takes me by the hand. I feel that my knees soften beneath me... What a guy! I mobilizing all my strength to keep a neutral expression on the face, but only I know how much effort it cost me. We walk slowly through the park, and I'm trying desperately to say something intelligent.
– Do you know someone else at the party? I started working just today and I am a little confused... .. – I'm going to blush with shame, but Victor looks at me with friendly amusement.
– Do not worry, I'll help you – he whispers in my ear. – I know our patron, it's a pretty cool guy, you know. If you do not mind, we can go on a little walk, I don't want to talk with those pompous assholes – he nods in the direction of the laughing company, at the opposite end of the alley.
Hmm, is this suggestion... of something more? I feel that my head is light like a balloon, but I drank only a glass of champagne. Walking with a guy on a dark garden, where it's easy to find plenty of secluded spots, may end up in... I know how. On the other hand, Victor is extremely handsome, and, I think, gallant man, which nowadays practically does not happen. And even if something happens, what's wrong with that? After all, I'm an adult!
We walk slowly into the garden. The alley turns between shrubs and ends with a small, ivy entwined gazebo, discreetly highlighted by a number of garden lights. I can feel my heart tremble because I know what will happen in a moment... Or rather, I want to happen?
Victor stops in front of a gazebo, gently turns me to him, then takes my face in his hands and kisses my frightened lips...
I'm giving back a light kiss, but am I ready for something more? Victor gently pulls me towards gazebos, covering my lips and neck with hundreds of hot kisses, his hands wander over my body, eagerly looking buttons and sliders. This is the last moment to stop him... or do not!