Brooke walking through the revolving doors of her new job, feeling confident and nervous to begin working as an intern for one of the top networking companies in New York. As she looked around the lobby at her fellow female employees, she began to tug on her skirt, realizing it was a few inches shorter than the others. It seemed as everyone stopped talking when she walked past the receptionists desk for the elevators. All you could hear was her three inch black stilettos that she wore with such ease and grace, swinging her hips with each step, as if she knew that everyone was watching her.
As she entered the elevator, this man looked up from his newspaper to look her. The way he studied her face down her body made her smile. She couldn't help but notice his dark, piercing eyes and smirk being incredibly sexy.
"What floor, ma'am?" said the deep voice.
"10th, please."
"Same as me"
They both rode in silence up to the tenth floor, and as they both exited the elevator, they went in the same direction.
"Sir, where can I find Diego Lewis' office at?" she asked.
"Well, you are looking at him, are you here for the internship?" he asked, smiling.
They went into his huge office as she introduced herself. She was young, still in college, and eager to start her career. She worked filing papers and doing odd jobs for him for most of the day. She looked up at the clock to realize it was close to 6 p.m. and realized everyone was gone. She was walking down the long hall to realize Diego's light was still on.