Soon, the cab came to a stop, and Lolita stepped out, her gaze immediately drawn upward. The skyscraper before her soared into the clouds, its glass and steel façade gleaming in the sunlight. Bold letters crowned the top: "SAI Cooperation.
" Monica, Monica, Monica ' she cursed under her breath every words slowly.
Her gaze traveled to the people going in and out of the tall building. This is it, she thought, straightening her pants and squaring her shoulders, A snake has entered the building, she said to herself, as she walked straight to the building..
She walked inside the marble-floored lobby, the scent of fresh coffee and polished glass hitting her nostrils, her gaze fell on the Receptionists typing rapidly behind sleek desks, their fingers flying over keyboards with mechanical precision, while employees in sharp suits passed by, nodding politely to one another. Sunlight streamed through floor-to-ceiling windows, casting geometric reflections across the shiny floor. The place felt impossibly clean, impossibly ordered, stepping into a world that had nothing to do with her.
seating Near the reception area, in a crisp blazer she waited with a clipboard. She smiled warmly as soon as she saw Lolita "Hello u must be Lolita " she says extending her hands to lolita,
" I'm Martha from HR, Welcome to SAI Cooperation! I'll show you around and help you get settled.".
" Come with me, " she said and Lolita followed her side to side.
Martha led her through rows of glass-walled cubicles. The soft hum of computers and quiet chatter surrounded them like an invisible river of motion. They passed the conference hall, where high-backed chairs sat neatly around a polished table, and the cafeteria, its modern décor inviting yet imposing. "This is the conference hall, and over there is the cafeteria," Martha explained. Each introduction felt formal, carefully curated. Lolita nodded along.
After a few minutes, they stepped into the elevator, heading for the executive wing..
Just as Martha pressed the button, the doors opened again, and a young man in his early twenties appeared. His curly brown hair framed his face, his dark grey eyes like steel. about 6ft tall and well-built. Handsome
"Good morning, HR," he grinned, Martha nodded. "How was your night?"
"It's splendid," he said, glancing at Lolita. "Hi." He waved his hand elegantly, with a sly smile on his face as his dark eyes raked her body from head to toe, and their gaze met and he smiled by the way he carried him self Lolita could tell he was dangerous, just like Monica , She couldn't quiet place her hands on it.
"Martha, who's this?" he asked, his gaze still lingering on Lolita.
"This is the CEO's personal assistant, Lolita," Martha replied firmly.
The young man's grin widened. "Oh, such a beautiful woman, … wouldn't mind seeing more of you around here."
"Don't talk nonsense," Martha snapped, shooting him a sharp warning look.
"I'm Cain," he said, ignoring Martha's stare and extending his hand towards Lolita who shook it her expression neutral.
The elevator chimed " Oh, here's my stop. Bye, Lolita see u around," he said as the elevator doors opened and he stepped out, and the doors slid shut, carrying them upward to the executive wing.
The space was expansive, with sunlight flooding in through floor-to-ceiling windows. Plush chairs and glass desks reflected the modern elegance, while abstract paintings added splashes of color.
They walked in quietly, and a few heads turned in their direction. Some staff waved or nodded politely, while others remained focused on their work. Lolita felt a flutter of nerves in her chest but held her head high. Everyone here seems so… polished, she thought to herself.
Martha guided her toward a group of secretaries working behind sleek desks. Glass partitions lined the office, allowing staff to see their colleagues while keeping each workspace separate. Sunlight streamed through the windows, reflecting off the glass and giving the space a crisp, modern feel. Lolita couldn't help but glance around, she was impressed of course, even though she knew she shouldn't be impressed, this is very different from San Pablo, what do u get when ur in the city.
Soon, they reached Lolita's desk. The chair was new, polished, and the desktop gleamed with a brand-new computer.
" And This is where you'll be working " martha says pointing at her new desk Infront of her.
Martha soon introduced her to her next neighbor who was seared at her desk, separated by a glass wall. She wore spectacles around her Amber eyes, her Amber eyes complimenting her tanned skin and jet-black, waist-length hair. No makeup. Simple, natural… stunning..
"Stephanie, meet Lolita," Martha said, and Stephanie stood and began walking towards them, The sway of her hips, the natural curves, the confident stride—it all made Lolita pause, just for a fraction of a second. Effortlessly stunning, she thought. But she kept her expression neutral..
" Hi " Stephanie says stretching her hands out towards Lolita, which Lolita shook it firmly.
"All the best on your first day Lolita have a nice day." Martha said with a smile leaving Lolita to take in her new surroundings..
The two women watched as Martha left, and Stephanie Turned to Lolita " I love your makeup, by the way," Stephanie said warmly, amber eyes bright yet sharp.
Lolita gave a small, measured smile.
Stephanie adjusted her spectacles on the bridge of her nose, licking her lips thoughtfully. And continued "Before you came, there was a lady who worked here," she said, casual but deliberate. "She got fired because, instead of handling her own work, she kept handing files over to me. She was supposed to send them to the CEO, but with all the errors, it fell on me to fix things."
Her pause carried weight, her sly smile a subtle warning. "Honestly, even with you here, I think I'll still be the one sending the files."
Lolita's green eyes Quietly watched her
Stephanie wasn't just gorgeous she was clever, assertive, and unafraid to stake her claim. Lolita nodded simply stored the information, mentally filing it away.
Stephanie suddenly clapped her hands together. "Oh, my bad. Let me go grab the file you're supposed to work on," she said, walking briskly to her desk.