Victor laughed softly and leaned forwards in his seat. He was fidgety today. “That is true. I’m sure my apartment has been a target of robbery a few times. But I have a good security system and strong locks. No one has gotten in yet unless they knew my passcode.”
"That's good," Yesim replied, hoping she hadn't embarrassed herself. Even though she probably has embarrassed herself at least a million times by now.
Victor didn’t think she had embarrassed herself. No he thought her rather charming for an elf. “Tell me, Yesim, were you born here? Or is your birthplace in some foreign place?”
"I was born in a foreign place but I moved here after a while," Yesim answered. How are these related to my job?
“May I ask where that was from?” Victor wasn’t asking for business anymore. He truly was interested in her and what she brought to his life. “I’m just curious. You do not need to answer.”
"{Another random place because yes}," Yesim answered, wondering why he was interested in her. No one finds me interesting, but why does he?
“Interesting. Thank you for telling me.” He said with a sparkle in his eye. Why was he interested? He couldn’t say. “I’m, sadly, a native of this town and place. I was born here, and I’ll probably die here working a job I hate.”
(@me XD)
(Lol same here)
Yesim couldn't help but chuckle as she rested her head in her hand. "Why don't you just do two jobs?" She asked, tilting her head slightly to the right in confusion.
“I own half a company dear. Another job would be too much. I wouldn’t be able to handle it.” He admitted. “It’s hard enough holding a company together but another job would be impossible for me.”
"Right…" Yesim mumbled, scratching the back of her neck nervously. "Ummm, someone could help you…?"
“What do you mean by that?” He asked curiously, pulling a few papers from his bag and writing something down on them. “Help? As in someone to help out with the company?”
Yesim nodded. "Or are you not supposed to?" She asked, fiddling with her fingers under the table.
Victor leaned back. “Mm I wish it was so simple, Yesim. But l will be inheriting the entire company soon.” He replied.
"Oh–um–okay then," Yesim mumbled, letting her hair cover her face.
(Sorry it's short)
(It’s ok Mine have been short too. ^^’)
He smiled at her, his mind momentarily wandered to her beauty, finding the way she hid behind her hair cute. He shook the thoughts from his head.
“If you’re so insistent on helping me, I could make you my personal assistant.”
(Thanks for understanding)
Yesim looked up at him, looking a bit surprised. "Me? But I would have no clue what to do."
(No problem!)
“It’s all really simple. I could teach you.” He said softly, a kind smile playing on his lips. “It’s up to you Yesim. I find you rather charming and confident. I would love an assistant of those qualities, not many have them as bright as you do.” He replied, resting his chin in his hands.
"Oh–um–uh, sure? I mean, I would love to, but it's just that I'm not really sure if I would be able to even though you said I would be good," Yesim replied quickly, her face flushing a bit again. Goodness, what is he doing to me?
“I am sure but it is entirely up to you. You are the one I am hiring. You may chose the job you want.” He replied softly, feeling warm when she blushed. He was a little happy he had that effect on her. But why?
Yesim nodded in reply, saying she had heard him. "I guess I'll do it then, I want you to at least have a chance of having a job you like."
“You’re too kind but please consider yourself in this as well. I’m offering the position if you’d like to take it. You’d have to deal with me for quite some time.” He joked, grinning from ear to ear. He seemed much gentler now, less intimidating.
Yesim chuckled, a small smile appearing on her face again. "I think I'll be able to deal with you," She replied before taking another sip of her coffee, wanting the effects to kick in already.
“Oh Yesim you have yet to see me upset.” He replied simply, winking. “Though I am thankful you say so. If that is what you would like to do, I will gladly make a schedule for you that best fits your own. And starting at eighteen dollars an hour seems good. Any comments?”
Yesim's face flushed a bit again at the wink. "When should I start?" She asked, wondering how long she would be with the other now.
“You could start tomorrow? Or Monday at the latest. It is all up to you.” His eyes flickered around the cafe. “It wouldn’t be too hard. I’d keep it easy on you while you learn.”
"I'll start tomorrow, if that's alright," Yesim mumbled, a bit of light shining in her eye and making it look amber.
He smiled, trying to conceal his joy. Whatever was happening here was far too much for him to understand. Did he like this female? This elf? “I’ll have you signed in then. Ask for me at the front desk and they’ll send you up.”
Yesim nodded in understanding. "Okay then." Why was her heart beating so damn fast? She knew for sure she wasn't in a race to see who could have their heart beat the fastest, but why? She wasn't flustered, or embarrassed.
Victor shifted nervously, looking at his watch. “So…we’re going to be around each other for a long time… we should maybe get to know each other a little. So there’s less tension.”
(Sorry about that! I wasn't able to get on much yesterday since it was my birthday)
Yesim shrugged. "Sure, why not, it's not like I have anything else to do."