Thread: Soul on Fire (Violet&SHARPii)

It had been a while. A very long while. The last one went out of commission. No, nothing happened to her but they just didnt work out together anymore. It was saddening and it just meant hed have to find another and that could take time. He knew places to look of course, oh of course he did, but there was a certain type of thrill not knowing the known. In other words, he liked finding out if a girl was suitable. It meant having to go through multiple girls which he fancied. In the end, he got his kicks with no emotional repercussion towards the female. Not usually. No, not ever. Mr. Cavendish, shes here. That day he had an interview to give. He opted to give it himself since his entire day was clear and given that the position in the company was highly coveted and quite high profile, he wanted to conduct the interview himself. It was odd that it was a female whose abilities and attributes had garnered her this interview. He did not know her name. He did not really care to. He figured she must be some middle aged woman who lived behind her specs who never got out much and made her home around her technology and computer because this job was basically like an IT job since he to fire one of his main IT guys. The fact a woman was coming for this job stunned him even more. Sterling Cavendish was a sought after, incredibly handsome, even richer, most desirable and lusted after businessman and CEO in all of Boston. He was never seen with a woman on his arm, he was buried almost a hundred percent of the time into his work and he wouldnt cease to try and make things better. He had a major determination to give back a lot in the larger socioeconomic sense. The economy was so bad. He knew this as well. And since he was pretty up there on the socioeconomic spectrum, nearly trumping Donald Trump, at least hed want to give some back and do what he could so he wasnt the only one. He was very philanthropic but that was the extent of his emotional availability. He was handsome, very handsome. He had dark brown short hair in that respectable yet tousled like coiffed sense businesslike but still charming because it wasnt perfect, like him, but he still had the persona and appeared to be as such. He was far from it. The many things people did not know and he kept private. He had power. Power to stay in the private despite how public things were. He wore his signature black dress shirt that was buttoned all the way with a dark red silken woven tie. His jacket was draped over the back of his chair and he was standing, looking at some files while he was on the phone. His voice was silky and sooth but booming, powerful and very authoritative as he spoke on the phone, more like barked into the phone. When he wasnt happy with something, he made it apparent. Not like an errant child but like a businessman who expected more and had the right to bark because of his title. He never abused any thing . That day, Sterling had two interviews. One for the position of the highly coveted IT job for his company and another where a young woman would be coming to interview him . He got the two interviews mixed up, as did his assistant who had notified him of her arrival, despite the fact he had been on the phone. He was just finishing up and when he heard the doorknob rattle, he looked up. Ross, Ill get back to you. He said in a clipped tone and put the receiver down, ending the call. His hands slipped into his pockets and he walked over from behind his desk and towards the door, just as it opened. He would not be prepared for what was to come, thats for sure.