FAZER LOGINShe is an unusual girl, who does everything in life against the stream. Nobody really understands, why she does and what she does? But things get really mysterious when her boss comes in picture.... Is he that normal as he seems to be?
Ver maisGrinning, I take the mug and put it in my bag. Then I try to have breakfast but I can't get anything down, my stomach feels knotted and I give up after a quarter of a toast. Before my first day at work, I content myself with a glass of orange juice. Hopefully I'll get coffee in the office, but I'm kind enough to turn on the coffee machine for Jen. She has to get up in half an hour and is sure to be happy about fresh coffee.I drive across Dublin for almost half an hour and curse my new high heels more than once. I believe it is safer for me and for the safety of all other drivers in Dublin if I drive barefoot.I park in the company's own parking lot and get out with a pounding heart.'Head up, chest out!' I hear my mum's voice again and I straighten my shoulders.I take the laptop bag and the briefcase and walk towards the main entrance as elegantly as possible.The receptionist gives me a friendly look and I return her gaze skeptically.On
Yes, and one thing I'm sure of, you are definitely the best assistant in all of Ireland, if not all of Europe." He winks at me."That will find out." I smile and toast with him.At 3 o'clock in the morning I notice how slowly but surely my tiredness takes over me and I look tiredly at Jen.She nods to me and we get up."So, I have to go to bed." Jen stretches and I say goodbye to the group with a greeting.Finally outside I take a deep breath of the cooling night air and drop into the next best taxi next to Jen."It was weird, wasn't it?" Jen looks at me sideways."What do you mean?" I raise an eyebrow and she gets a sad expression. "Come on Jen, my life goes on and Lawson is just a stopover." I promise her, "If the opportunity arises, I'll keep going.""You just have to." She squeezes my hand.“Yes, but first I have to get rid of the debt. I hate having unfinished business. ”I sigh softly.When I get
"I'll clean up, you made breakfast and I'll clean up the battlefield." She winks at me."Thank you!" I kiss her hand and storm out the door.I'm racing through town and I'm actually only 5 minutes late.The salon looks noble, everything is in silver and white and when I stand in front of the spaceship-like counter and look around, I feel completely out of place again.Seems like this is part of my life from now on ... feeling out of place.'Could be worse.' If my inner voice encourages me and I nod, she's probably right.A young woman in black trousers and a white polo shirt with the words Keville Hair comes up to me.“Do you have an appointment?” She asks friendly and I nod.“Yes, my name is Everly Thornton. Mr. Lawson made an appointment with Aaron Filan for me. ”I explain to her and the blonde looks at me with wide eyes."Nice to meet you, Miss Thornton, Aaron is waiting for you." She makes an
Yes, shoe size 4.5 ..." I think for a moment when I last bought a bra. "Cup size 70 C." I ask rather than answer and he laughs softly."We'll find out." He assures me.I pull on my blazer and button it up. So I definitely need a blouse underneath, because my black, faded bra is exposed."Does it fit?" Asks Tom and I reluctantly step out of the cabin."Well, the skirt is still a little too long." He looks at me critically and darling, what you have hidden under your baggy T-shirt ... "He looks at my bust size and I try to move the blazer over.“Don't worry, honey, I'll live up to the reputation of the gay fashion designer in all its facets.” He winks at me.Then he thinks for a moment, takes notes, and chews the end of his pencil, lost in thought. I stand around pretty lost and step on my own feet while I try to process everything here.'Well, that's part of making a deal with the devil.' My inner voice trumps and I close m





