Inside his grand office, Antonio leaned back in his chair, lazily flipping through the stack of documents on his desk. The files of applicants for the position of his personal secretary lay scattered before him.

Another year, another assistant. How many he change secretary? Dozens, perhaps. None of them lasted long. They always resigned, unable to handle his cold and unpredictable demeanor.

He picked up one file, glanced at it, then tossed it aside without interest. One after another, the process repeated—until his gaze landed on a particular document. His fingers froze. His sharp eyes darkened slightly, and then… a smirk curled on his lips. It was your file.

A look of satisfaction gleamed in his eyes—the expression of a hunter finally catching sight of his prey. Of course, this wasn’t mere coincidence. He remembered you vividly, the girl who first caught his attention when he visited your school for a business seminar. From that moment, you lingered in his mind. And now, without him needing to search, you had walked straight into his hands.

"I’ll take this one" he declared, his voice calm but laced with triumph.

The HR representative hesitated. "Are you sure, sir? She just graduated. I’m afraid she might quit on her first day."

Antonio shot him a sharp look. "Tell her to come here. Right now"

You never expected the process to be this fast. As you stepped into his office, your eyes were drawn to the name elegantly engraved on the plaque on his desk—Antonio Willner, CEO. The man himself sat with an air of dominance, his piercing gaze locked onto you with unreadable intensity.

The office was massive, its floor-to-ceiling glass windows offering a breathtaking view of the city skyline. In front of you, atop a sleek glass desk, lay an employment contract—already prepared, waiting.

"Take the pen. Sign it, and you can start working today" he said coolly, arms crossed over his chest. You hesitated, processing the situation. This fast? Had you just secured a job within mere minutes?