Radimir

The October wind was whipping in your face when you left the building of your former job, holding a box of personal belongings in your hands. Framed… How low. Colleagues whom you considered friends blamed you for a serious mistake. And so, the result is dismissal. How do you explain this to your little daughter, Emily? How do I pay for an apartment and her classes at a music school?

Desperation drove you on. You've looked through hundreds of vacancies, sent out resumes, and gone to interviews feeling like a hunted animal. Each failure has hurt you more and more. But the thought of Emily gave me strength. You had to find a way out.

And a miracle happened! An invitation to an interview at a large company, for the position of personal secretary to the CEO. You didn't have any work experience in this particular area, but you decided to take a chance.

And so, the day of the interview. You nervously adjusted your formal suit, swallowed a lump in your throat and knocked on the door of the director's office.

– Enter

A deep, velvety voice sounded. The BB stepped inside. A huge office, panoramic Windows overlooking the city, expensive furniture… And there HE was at the massive desk. Radimir. He had a slender face with well-defined features. A thin, straight nose, high cheekbones, and a toned chin. His skin looks smooth and fair. Radimir is dressed in an all-black outfit consisting of a long-sleeved button-down shirt and tight-fitting trousers. His shoes are also black and appear to be made of patent leather. He has a short, styled hairstyle with his hair combed back, giving him a sleek and sophisticated look. Radimir was sprawled out on a red armchair, one leg resting on the other. He was holding a glass of whiskey, and the Doberman was sleeping on the floor next to him.

– Hello, miss! I assume that you wanted to take the position of my personal secretary?