Helios

by Anja Fuerst

  Table of Contents

  Copyright

  CHAPTER 1

  CHAPTER 2

  CHAPTER 3

  CHAPTER 4

  CHAPTER 5

  CHAPTER 6

  CHAPTER 7

  CHAPTER 8

  CHAPTER 9

  CHAPTER 10

  CHAPTER 11

  CHAPTER 12

  CHAPTER 13

  CHAPTER 14

  CHAPTER 15

  CHAPTER 16

  CHAPTER 17

  CHAPTER 18

  CHAPTER 19

  CHAPTER 20

  CHAPTER 21

  CHAPTER 22

  CHAPTER 23

  CHAPTER 24

  CHAPTER 25

  CHAPTER 26

  CHAPTER 27

  CHAPTER 28

  CHAPTER 29

  CHAPTER 30

  CHAPTER 31

  CHAPTER 32

  CHAPTER 33

  CHAPTER 34

  CHAPTER 35

  CHAPTER 36

  CHAPTER 37

  function CEO

  Thanks

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  Cover

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  Review

  Hannah Lee

  It is prohibited to copy the material contained in that copy without the written consent of the publisher. This book is the result of the author's imagination and none of the characters and events depicted in it have any equivalent in real life.

  "Have you ever felt the urge to touch something you know to be banned? Ever had the irresistible urge to try something you know not be socially or ethically correct? So forbidden and yet so desirable that could destroy it? "

  CHAPTER 1

  It was my first day of work. I was super nervous. It was lucky to get a spot in C & H Medical Systems. I do not know if I can call simply wave senior executive secretary function, ie, executive secretary of the greatest of all existing positions in the group. "Heaven! I'm so nervous I can not even concentrate. "

  When Kary called me telling you that Abgail suffered a car accident and would be off work for a long period, it not crossed my mind that I would replace it.

  Kary and Abby, as we call Abgail are my friends. We studied together at university, but went different ways after graduation. We try to keep in touch, but Abby was always too busy with travel and meetings, as your boss, the Almighty Carter, always needed her by his side. So our friendship was limited to messages and conversations via cell phone, and e-mails and some tanned on Facebook.

  I do not know him. I mean ... Obviously I know the group companiesC & H Medical Systems They are considered supercompany a chance to be part of your staff. At the time this was what most excited me.

  It was a strong and important group not only in Chicago but in the United States and the world, who won a week when my course at university. The teacher took all this time talking about its economic performance, its huge export capacity, development, technological innovation and, of course, what it represented for the US economy. That is, work for the group would not only be important for a career start, would be my big chance.

  I only know that because of my impeccable university curriculum, got the position, even if it was a job temporarily available. Also influenced the choice the fact fluent in three languages and, in addition to able to exercise the executive secretary function, thanks to a long stage an export company, I graduated in economics, ie the perfect person to perform the work.

  I did not feel bothered by taking the place of my friend. The salary was fantastic, the experience would acquire would make a big difference in my resume, in addition to Abby could not go back to work so soon, so would not be doing anything wrong.

  I took a last look in the mirror. My skirt just to the knee and high waistband matched perfectly with the white long-sleeved blouse I chose for my first day, although be aware that the chosen color of anything I favored because of my skin translucent. A bit of sun would do me good. The long, dark hair was loose, but properly arranged behind. Caprichei in makeup. The appearance would be essential to function that would play.

  It was not much I that image reflected in the mirror, but it would be so would I wear that moment on, at least while occupying the post. High heels on my feet reminded me of how I felt uncomfortable with them. Nor had left home and was already begging for my jeans, my race and my old comfortable All Star.

  I went down to the garage slowly walking to my car, afraid to fall and spoil the look. I smiled remembering how he was exactly like me: small, comfortable and practical, although old, all I needed gathered in one place. Of course I could do the bike route. The day was beautiful! A rarity in Chicago. But I did not think the jumps and my skirt just, allow give two pedaling without crashing on the floor, so I opted for the car.

  Along the way to the C & H I was wondering how it would be. How you introduce me? How would Mr. Carter? I did not know. I remembered seeing a picture of the group's leaders, but they were all together and were many who did not bother to see who was who. For a position as important for sure it would be a grumpy old man and full of manias. I sighed.

  Abby did not say anything to me about it on the day he went to visit her to tell the news, just how I should behave. Be attentive to work, speak only when asked or to communicate something. Always be available and flawless appearance. Maintain professional distance required with the staff, especially those in senior positions. So many recommendations have only served to make me even more nervous. Damn it! With my lack of balance and timidity would not survive that not a day job. Who I was thinking it was? Certainly spill coffee on it in my first hours and would be thrown out the window.

  - Oh my God! Calm down, honey! - Stopped in front of a turnstile and a security guard approached. I opened the window, I gave him my card access to the building I received when I was admitted. He just nodded and made room so I could get.

  There was a car outside, which was full and an entrance to another inside the building. I opted for the inside. If rain would not get wet to get back to the car.

  I looked at my watch and ... Damn! Five minutes to present me to the Human Resources department. One of the most important recommendations of Abby was never, ever, be late. I looked around, looking for a job. The parking in was much smaller than the outside and there was no time to go back. Drug twice! "What do I do?" I took the car ahead and managed to catch sight of a place, separate from the others, but it was a place where I could leave the car. Then drove quickly up there, afraid of some wag come first, although I am the only on site. With all settled out of the car practically running toward the elevator that by some miracle, arrived quickly giving me still a long minute to relax listening to soft music.

  The doors opened on the fifth floor. I went out to a large room with a small reception and glass walls that showed the excitement behind them. Some people walked with coffee cups in their hands, others were attentive to computer screens on their desks. Each observed. It was important to make my character within the company. I was pleased to find that my look was in keeping with the rest of the staff. I waited for the receptionist to end the connection.

  All contact with the company, until now, had been in a hotel where the selection was made. After I was interviewed for two more people, a woman and a man, who did not remember the name, a phone call confirmed my admission as a trainee, and finally, the signature of the contract, which also took place in a private room of a hotel with an intern industry. Ie not met Mrs. Carter.

  - Good Morning! - She had a nice smile. - May I help you?

  - Yes - I removed the folder my credential carrying along with some papers should present on my first day. - Ms. Carter is waiting for me - only then I realized that would work with Mr. Carter, but he was waiting for me was Mrs. Carter. Married? Mos
t likely.

  - Melissa Simon? One moment please! Miss. Carter is already waiting - Miss? So she must be daughter.

  The woman in front of me indicated the chair with upholstered cream, almost white, next to the reception. I sat waiting while she, once again, care for someone. I looked at my nails, praying that my enamel had not peeled. It would be the end of the world was just on the day that would tighten several hands.

  - MS. Simon? Over here, please! - The receptionist called me. His angelic face was staring at me as if something wrong was happening. "What did I do?"

  I followed his lanky body, covered by a perfect dress and classic, color underdone meat. The woman turned watching me quickly, how to make sure that I was following her. We move to the inside of the glass walls where I could see that people turned to look at me. I felt my face on fire. I let my brain is occupied only with the function not let me stumble on anything. It would be really tragic.

  - Hurry, please! - The woman caught my attention. - We can not be late - confided.

  My heart raced as he always did in situations where I felt pressed. What the hell was that company where the time was more important than anything? I tried to step out concentrating not to fall, as we passed by several tables full of papers. Does anyone there know that the bureaucracy was killing organizations?

  - Over here - he pointed a huge dark wooden door without handle. Certainly a question formed in my eyebrows.

  The woman just pushed gently causing the revolving door open leading us into a perfectly tidy room. Although also have an immense glass wall in the background, giving a view of the Chicago River in all its magnitude, it was a private room, and very discreet.

  The woman just gestured for me to come out soon after, leaving the door close behind me. I tensed. I could hear an almost childlike voice somewhere in the room, but where?

  - She's already in the building - the person speaking. -. No Despite the delay will be all right - a break. - Nope. He has not come yet, we have some time - the woman came out through a door that was imperceptible to me and walked to the glass wall. - It's all right. We are going up right now - hung up the phone looking at me as if we had been presented. Smiling, he came toward me with outstretched hands.

  - MS. Simon, Nicole Carter. I am responsible for the HR sector of the entire C & H Medical Systems Group

  So young? But how? OK! She was the daughter of almighty Carter. Of course I would have a position at the height of their genetic heritage.

  The small woman was very beautiful. His black hair was short, with a modern cut, full of trickery. Its almost gray green eyes, huge, watching me and her smile was truly reliable. The posture of his body showed how much he was confident in his position, leaving no doubt that took seriously what he was doing.

  - We're late, so I will skip much of the Protocol and take it straight to your room. Robert come at any time - immediately started walking. I followed her trying to keep its fast steps.

  Again we passed the wooden door back to the large room full of employees. Again I observed by all. I blushed at the realization.

  - Miss. Alexa Madden will help us on this first day, since by being delayed, we will not have time for you to spend all your activities. We are really lucky - smiled turning to me. As she could not fall as fast walking wearing high heels? - Mr. Carter never late. I do not know what happened today, but the fact is that luck is on our side - we entered the elevator where she pointed out the 16th floor.

  - Fifteen floors, one for each sector. You will be on the 16th with Mr. Carter. We have no 13th floor, superstition. I do not believe in these things, but anyway ... so are fifteen floors and we go to the sixteen - she laughed. I could relax a little. Miss. Carter was fun. - Over time you will know all the floors and their respective directors, now only need to focus on knowing your. Robert is nervous about the sudden departure of Abgail, so it is crucial that you can meet all your requirements in those early days. Do not fear him. Mr. Carter is tough, but does not bite - again she laughed. I began to feel increasingly curious about her relationship to Mr. Carter.

  The elevator door opened showing us a large room, all divided into huge tanks, broken glass walls. It could only be an obsession. At the center of the three aquariums, an impeccably tidy room with a huge table, two office parts, also dark and full of drawers wood, a white armchair and two chairs in a modern format, a pitcher with a plant that looked like a palm tree , stood out.

  On the table was a computer and three agendas: one white, one red and one black, some office supplies such as pens, markers, paper clips, among others. In a far corner of it I had papers, a few, but they were there, proving that the company was still very bureaucratic. And finally, a modern printer, it looked like a combination of printer, copier and scanner, yet very discreet, not a hindrance as the company they interned.

  Beside all that I described was a woman. She seemed anxious, however, nothing to prevent any mortal to admire it. It was simply beautiful. blond hair tied in a bun worked perfectly, blue eyes, expressive, thin nose and totally agree with the rest of his features. His full lips seemed an inviting fruit. I confess I felt terrible. Who would not feel so next to her? To make matters worse, the body seemed to belong to a goddess. The tight white pants with high waist drew so well that his legs felt ashamed of my so thin. Her pink blouse seemed to match her lips. She smiled at us, or maybe just for Miss. Carter, which made me feel even worse. His teeth were fantastic. How that woman could be there and not in a fashion magazine?

  - Thank God! - She said anxiously. - They called warning that it arrived. It seems to have had a setback in the garage.

  - Alexa, this is Miss. Simon - she reached out toward me smiling amiably. Even the texture of her skin was perfect. - Melissa Simon, this is Alexa Madden, executive secretary of the marketing department. Bruno works with Carter. Was helping Robert as we could not a substitute for Abgail. Rest assured that Alexa will help her in any way possible.

  - Well ... Melissa Simon have no time at all. Anytime Mr. Carter will appear. I can only explain that this is your desk, the room behind you is Mr. Carter, his right a meeting room and your left a kind of canopy, which should be used only for his needs and others they are authorized. All this is your responsibility. You should always be ready and clean for when he requests. Never go into his room without being called. Never forget any of his commitments, which leads me to introduce you to these three agendas which will now be his life.

  She talked endlessly alternating between looking at me, checking whether or not I was watching the maelstrom of information that passed me and indicating each piece describing.

  - The red book is for personal commitments, white for internal commitments of the company and the black for external commitments. Understood? - Signaled yes. My eyes were wide. It was important not to forget anything. - Each of these drawers is for a different type of business. They are identified, you need to open each to familiarize yourself and let us pray so that he does not need anything that is in them now. I have a lot of work down there. Will I have to leave her alone for a few minutes. AND...

  I heard the elevator door opening. Almost froze in panic. I was back, but the features of Alexa and Nicole, knew who it was. The footsteps echoed on the smooth floor. I decided to put me in front, next to the other two. Around me, I bumped into a pair of gray eyes on me. I did not understand why, but breathing became more difficult. If that was Mr. Carter, my intuition was totally wrong about him.

  He was very young, maybe 30 years. blond dark hair perfectly combed to the side with something that looked like gel, for maintaining the strings attached. Her white skin shone almost the room light, incredibly bright. His body was moving in a feline way.

  The broad shoulders highlighted the pectoralis worked. The jacket showed how much was impressive, a perfect cut for your body. Her lips were parted, and if I found the inviting Alexa, there were no words to describe Mr. Carter. The naturally pinkish highlighted even more perfection.

  He smiled a crook
ed smile that immediately sent waves of heat through my entire body. Then I realized that was practically drooling. What an idiot! How could I do this on my first day of work? Why did he smile at me that way? I felt my cheeks burning and this was not the only part of my body to react to its charms. It was too scandalous.

  - Mr. Carter - Alexa stepped greeting.

  - Good morning, Alexa Nicole - her eyes again burned me.

  - Robert - Nicole said, smiling. - Did something happen? You never late.

  - Yeah. Looks like someone parked in my spot. Someone new here in the company - this time his eyes not just burned me, I shot them. - I had to look for another place to park. Believe me, my car had to stay out of the parking lot of the leaders. Just I found vacancy on the staff.

  I thought my legs would not support me because of both trembling. That gigantic blunder! It was my first day and my image was completely burned. No one had warned me that it was the car of the leaders, much less that that job was just his.

  Now not only my cheeks were red, but all over my face. I could feel the blush spreading through my ears and down my neck. Nicole cleared his throat beside me. Then I knew that his eyes were not what I thought. He was angry with me. My boss hated me on my first day of work. I was completely fucked.

  - Well ... - Nicole began to speak. - This is the new secretary, Melissa Simon, replacing Abgail during the four months of his departure.

  I stared at him, completely terrified. He was still looking at me the same way. I had an urge to escape that room, even if the window. However, my cowardice was such that did not allow me to do that. Nicole passed into his hands a role that figured to be my record, or something. Mr. Carter did not take two seconds analyzing it.

  - I think someone needs to explain Miss. Simon our rules and how my time is precious for me to miss for trivial reasons, like not find my place available.

  My lips parted to answer, but my voice did not come out. Confused and tormented by so many misunderstandings just realized Nicole speak.

  - Do not worry Robert. Melissa and I will work overtime today so you can put it on top of your work routine - she seemed embarrassed.