Chapter 2 Noah Walker

• Waking up with a hangover and a spinning head after all the alcohol I drank yesterday makes me want to stay in bed and sleep a little longer, but I know that if I stay, Walker Corporation won't run itself. I take a deep breath, get up, and head towards my bathroom. I change the water temperature and step in without thinking too much, trying to relax and let the hangover go away.
• As soon as I get out of the shower, I look for my phone, which is lying on the floor, and search for the number of my right-hand man at the company, Mike, so that he can handle everything until my arrival, which seems to be only after lunch. I could stay at home and try to cure the hangover, yes, I could, but I like going to the company every day to forget about the shit life that was destined for me.
• I am grateful for the good friend I have, but I urgently need a new intern who is competent enough to help me with all the launches for the next quarter. Only Mike and I are not managing all the work, he informs me that he has scheduled a special interview for me after 2 pm, which makes me curious. I know there must be something about this intern but I hope this intern is capable enough so that I do not waste my precious time on this.
• My apartment is the penthouse of Old Town, and I love the view I have of the Chicago skyline and Lake Michigan. I bought this apartment when I thought I was in love and had found the right woman to share my life and my empire with, but not everything in life is rosy.
• "Good morning, Mr. Walker, breakfast is served. Do you want anything else?" My housekeeper, who was quiet and somewhat hidden, asked me.
• "No, thank you very much, you can leave." I don't like getting too involved with the employees, so I try to be as cold as possible with all of them.
• I grab my black coffee and start working on my phone. I notice that my stocks are once again on the rise, and it gives me indescribable satisfaction. Very few people know how hard I worked to build my empire because when I inherited the company my father managed, it was just a small business. I practically lead one of the largest American investment companies.
• Losing my father the way I did was a blow, and I feel responsible for his death. He couldn't handle the disappointment I brought to our family name and suffered a heart attack because of all the news that came out about me. I decided to distance myself from the family so that they wouldn't be associated with me.
• But last night, I went out with Mike and went overboard with the amount of alcohol. But just the thought of how much of an idiot I was, the desire to drink has been the only thing that keeps me from exploding and doing something I might regret later. I ended up choosing a woman and I know I took her to the hotel I have for this purpose because I will never bring any woman into my life or my house again.
• When I reach the floor of the presidency, the daughter of Congressman Scott is waiting for the elevator on the floor. I don't understand why she is here since she was hired for the legal department. She gives me a shy smile as I exit the elevator without even looking at her. I hear the elevator closing and I walk towards my office, where a woman is introducing herself.
• I go towards my chair where Mike is sitting. I see that he has already done some tasks and I greet my friend. He gets up and goes to a chair next to the small bar I keep in my office. He gives a glance to the brunette who is in front of me.
• I can't deny that she is a beautiful woman. She has a dark complexion with a hint of green in her eyes that I have never seen before. Her lips are the perfect size and her body is marvelous. She has curves in all the right places. I stopped admiring her body because I was starting to get aroused.
• I looked at all the documents she brought for the interview and realized that she studies at the same college I attended. Her recommendation is from the same tough professor I had. She must have been really competent since he signed the recommendation.
• "Let's start your interview. I see that you have a special recommendation from my professor," I say. I thought that Shark wouldn't even give classes. I see a shy smile on her face. "Why Walker?" I ask.
• "Why not?" she responds with another question. "Your company is among the top 3 in recognizing its employees, and out of every 10 people interviewed, 9 say that it's a great place to learn and grow." I feel proud to hear that my employees are happy here.
• "I see that you're close to graduating. Do you already have a specialization in mind?" I hope she thinks big.
• "I plan to specialize in Controllership and Corporate Finance," she says. I notice that she starts to fidget her legs, maybe she's nervous.
• "The internship position involves working directly with Mike and occasionally with me to help coordinate some management matters. I don't know how you found out about the position, but I prefer someone of the male gender, as the role requires some availability..." I interrupt myself when she furrows her eyebrows, making her even more attractive.
• "So, you're not considering me for the position because I'm a woman? And I didn't hear you asking me about availability," she says. Her look of innocence quickly turns into that of an angry woman. I look at my friend sitting there, and he has a smirk on his face.
• "I apologize, miss. I didn't mean to be discriminatory. I just assumed that since you're still studying, you might have possible absences," I say. She narrows her eyes at me, and I think I must have said something wrong again.
• " Mr. Walker, I understand your perspective and your reasons, but rest assured that if I am here trying to show you some potential for your company, it's because I have the ability to balance my life with work. " Her voice came out stern, and her gaze was reproaching me for my attitude.
• " Alright, Miss Harris, I will ask my assistant to get in touch with you to inquire about the selection process. " I stand up and start walking around my desk, closing my suit. I approach this wonderful woman who apparently is not afraid to speak her mind and extend my hand to help her up. The texture of her hand is soft and delicate, and I have the desire to feel her hands holding my shoulders as I embrace her.
• I change the course of my thoughts because if I don't, this won't work. Her green eyes continue to stare at me, expecting to say something, but something holds her back.
• " So, I'll be waiting for a response, Mr. Walker. " She pulls her hand away from mine, while I wish to remain in that touch. I adjust my posture.
• And I watch her leave through the door, with that skirt accentuating her hips and her perky butt. I return to my chair and Mike sits in front of me.
• " So, did you like her? " I liked her a lot, yes, I think to myself.
• " I thought I had made it clear that I am a man. " He starts laughing at me, and I look at him questioning.
• " Screw it, man, she's really hot, and if we have to work while looking at this goddess in miniature, I vote for keeping her. " I narrow my eyes and don't like the tone he uses to talk about the woman who was sitting just a few minutes ago where he is now.
• " You can hire her, but be careful with how you treat her. I don't want to think that my friend will be sued for harassment within my company. " He starts laughing in my face.
• " I'm almost certain that you will become friends with Miss Harris long before I do, my friend. I will arrange for her to be hired then. " He leaves my office and I look at her documents for the interview. I guess it wouldn't hurt to investigate a little about the woman who is about to get to know my company up close.
• I call my private investigator almost instantly.
• " Good morning, Patrick. I want you to investigate Miss Emily Harris. I am sending her information to your email. I'll be waiting for your feedback."