THE CEO'S OBSESSION
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Introduction
Chapter 1
Naomi's POV
My heart hammered in my chest, as I stared at the huge building in front of me. An interview in Lkings Group and I'm already fucking it up. The interview was scheduled to be at 8:00am but I'm standing in front of the building at 8:30am. I knew how doomed I was and that I was supposed to give up, but I still moved my feet, finding my way through the busy lobby into the scheduled interview room.
“Number 28. Can I still get the interview? Something came up and I came in late” Panic was evident in my voice as I talked to the receptionist.
“You came late, Miss. The interview ended” She said and my jaw dropped, terror clawing at my chest.
“Can you please put in a word for me? I'm so sorry” I pleaded, rubbing my hands together.
“I'm sorry I can't do that, Miss. Please leave” I knew she wasn't going to listen to me, so I left her desk, bursting the doors to the interview room open before she could even stop me, and my gaze landed on the interviewers who were just preparing to leave.
Their laughter ceased as they glanced at me, all freezing on their spots.
“Please….. I'm here for the interview” My voice trembled, everything in me hoping they would consider me. I also knew I shouldn't be allowed a chance, I wasn't supposed to be late, but I was.
Three men. Two women.
The men and women glanced at their watch and then brought their gaze to me again. “You just showed how incompetent you will be if you ever get hired” One of the men said, and two other people agreed with him.
“Please…..just a chance” I begged but they weren't going to listen. They were determined not to even give me a minute to stay in the same space with them.
One of the women was leading me out when a voice stopped her.
“Let her be. We will interview her” He said, and I turned, meeting his gaze. His dark icy blue eyes. His commanding tone. His authoritative aura.
The boss. I knew without being told.
“Thank you sir. Thank you so much sir” I nearly cried.
The others murmured, but they dared not defy the man who had given me a chance, instead, they all went back to take their seats quietly. I took a deep breath and also took my seat on the seat provided for the candidates.
Then he called my name. “Naomi Trent?” The way my name rolled out of his tongue made my breath hitch, anticipation clawing at my skin. I was getting nervous, so nervous I started doubting my confidence.
“Yes sir” I answered, blinking my eyes.
“I'm Lucien” He said, making my eyes shot up in surprise. It's just like I had predicted. Lucien Kings—The young CEO of Lkings.
But why was he introducing himself to me? And with a smirk on his face. The other interviewers found it weird too.
One of the other interviewers parted his lips to talk, but wasn't able to because he had been cut off by Lucien.
“Do you follow orders when they are written or whispered?” He asked, and my jaws dropped, my ears finding it hard to process what I had just heard.
“S-sir?” I stuttered, face getting laced with shock.
That question. No matter how hard I thought about it, it wasn't work related. There was something dark and deep behind his words.
“You heard me well, Miss Naomi,” he said.
I gulped.
“I did Sir” I paused. “I do when they are whispered, Sir” I said and that got me wondering if I was also going crazy just like him because surely, he's not sane.
“Your voice is shaking, Miss Naomi” His smirk grew wider. “Are you always this nervous?” He asked, and I swallowed. Hard.
“No sir” I tried to compose, but it wasn't even working. I don't know, but the effect his voice has on me almost made me squirm.
“Do you think you can follow every command I give, Miss? I'm always rough and harsh” He said, and my cheeks suddenly feel hot, my most intimate part burning.
Am I the one overreacting? Or was he the one making me like this?
“Boss—” The woman beside him called his attention, but he didn't even bulge, he just had his eyes glued to me, burning into my skin.
I wouldn't dare hold his gaze, so I broke it. Turning to the other interviewers who were also in awe.
“Boss. Those are not part of the questions” The lady said, like she was getting furious.
“Miss Naomi” Lucien ignored her, bringing my gaze back to me.
“Ignore every other person in this room. I want you to see nobody but me” He said, and that sounded hellishly sexy!
“Y-Yes Sir” I stuttered again, gulping as I tried to keep myself sane. To hold myself from exploding because of this man in front of me.
“You blush easily, Naomi. Does your body gives you away that much?” He asked and I could swear I clamped my thighs together for a second. He even dropped the honorifics. He must be crazy! Lucien Kings must be crazy.
“I love red, Miss Naomi. Would you wear red if I told you to?” I hated red, but with this man in front of me asking for my opinion, I realized red wasn't that much of a bad option.
“I will, Sir” I said, and his lips curled up into a smile, his dark icy eyes burning my skin, turning every turnable thing on me on.
“You are hired” He dropped the word and I jumped out of my seat.
“W-what sir?” I wasn't the only shocked one, the rest of the interviewers weren't left out.
“I hire you, Naomi, to be my secretary” He said again, this time loud enough for everyone to hear, loud enough for anyone not to have an objection.
“But…Mr. Kings, we already chose someone” The other woman complained and she fell dead silent when he shot her a glare.
It dawned on m
e, another person had been chosen to be his secretary, but he—
He wants me. He chose me.
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