Wife For Hire - Closed

[EklectikChik]

(This thread is closed for myself and Johnnynobody)

Emma sat and watched with curiosity as one woman after another entered the office of a certain Jacob Trenhom at Trenholm Industries and within a few minutes, marched right back out. What was even more curious was that Emma seemed to be the only redhead in a sea of tall, leggy blonds. All wearing pant suits or form fitting pencil skirts. Most looking a little haughty and perhaps more than a little bored and all looking sour in the face as they left, their heels clipping over the marble floors. She was a little in awe...most looked as though they belonged draped on the cover of some high end fashion magazine and there she sat, smack dab in the middle of it all.

At a mere 5'1”, Emma was anything but leggy. She was short and curvy, with a full chest and as her gynecologist loved to tease her about, 'fantastic birthing hips' that complimented a beautifully rounded bottom that she self consciously thought was maybe a little too big. Unlike the blondes around her, she'd dressed in a flowing green skirt that swished around her knees, black flats and blouse conservatively tucked in. Her long red hair was a long mass of flowing curls that refused to be tamed, so Emma pinned the sides back to show off her face and the rest fell over her shoulders and back in bouncy ringlets. She stuck out like a sore thumb and she knew it, but despite this, she was happy.

For once in her short 23 years, she felt as thought she had finally found her niche. And if this job panned out, she would have the free time and the money to pursue her dream. So with each annoyed blond that came clipping through the lobby, her hopes elevated until she was practically squirming with excitement.

With her legs crossed, she swung the top leg back and forth nervously and clasped her slender hands over her knee, watching the minutes on the wall clock tick away. When a female voice finally called her name, Emma stood up so fast she almost stumbled. With a nervous little laugh, she clasped her purse close and beamed a smile at the girl in front of her, who sniffed and rolled her eyes.

Rushing towards the door, Emma sweetly said hello to the older woman dressed in a starchy suit and handed over her resume. The woman quirked a brow and gave her a quick once over, then glanced at the paper in her hand. “Emma Snyder...Mr. Trenholm is ready to see you.”

“Yes ma'am. Thank you.” Emma said, following the woman into a larger office which just about took her breath away. Holy cow but it was big and sleek!

 

[johnnynobody]

Jacob leaned back against his seat, facing out at the city skyline. He had not expected this to become quite a chore. Jason pressed his fingers against his eyes as the latest bimbo giggled and laughed as she told inane stories about herself. He was an inch away from screaming 'Shut up!'

"...and that's why, I believe I'm the perfect fit to be your lawfully wedded wife!" the blonde said, the grin evident in her tone. Jason knew she was trying to be cute with that 'lawfully wedded' thing --but it was exactly what broke the camel's back for him. He faked a laugh as he swiveled back to the girl. In the same motion, he surreptitiously dropped the girl's file on the growing stack of 'Failed' applicants.

Jason Trenholm, at 30, was not someone you'd think would have a hard time finding a wife. He was athletic, ruggedly handsome, and at his young age, the president of Trenholm Beaumonde --an international hotel chain. True, he'd inherited his responsibilities from his father, but that did not mean Jason wasn't capable.

In fact, Jason had been more than capable --he had so singlemindedly pursued his inherited goal of raising the Trenholm Beaumonde to the level of the Hiltons and Ritz-Carltons of the world, everything had been pushed aside. It had cost him dearly...

"Okay, miss..." Jason realized he hadn't even remembered her name. "We'll just keep you posted for the next round of interviews." He offered his hand and the woman shook it --a bit too energetically for his tastes.

As the blonde stepped out, Mrs. Merton handed him the next applicant's file and went to fetch her. Jason left the file untouched on his desk --why bother? It was probably another gold-digging airhead.

Jason sighed. If only their last venture had not failed... If only their potential investor --a South Korean named Mr. Hyun-- had not decided on first meeting him and his wife... If only SHE had accepted his marriage proposal back then... But no, there was no time now for the 'if onlies' of his life.

Jason looked up and coughed in surprise as the girl entered. Unable to hold it back, he smirked as spoke. "Good day, Miss..." Jason shot a glance at the folder's cover. "Snyder. Frankly, I'm surprised to find someone like you applying for the job."

He leaned back against the chair, smirking still in amusement. "I hope you don't mind, but I just have to say you're not exactly the type I encounter much." It was an understatement --the girl, at least compared to the rest of the women who'd been in, was a dog.

 

[EklectikChik]

Emma stood, still a little in awe of the place, but when Jacob turned to glance her way, she felt her pulse skitter out of control and her mouth was suddenly dry. It seemed extremely silly. She was used to being around attractive people, men and women alike, but when those dark eyes slid over her, she felt her body tense and hum with awareness.

Forcing herself to keep her shoulders straight and chin up, Emma cast him a bit of a puzzled look. "Someone like me, Mr. Trenholm? I'm sorry, I'm not sure I understand. If you would take a moment to review my resume, you will see I'm more than qualified for the job." She stated, proud that her voice was both calm and friendly.

With a smile, she approached the desk and then slid the chair without permission, crossing her legs and folding her hands across her knee. "From the sea of blondes out there, I was a little worried I'd entered the wrong building. You must be paying your personal assistants well if so many came to flock for this job opening. But I assure you, Mr. Trenholm, I am more than capable of filling this position." She told him with confidence, her pretty green eyes sparkling as she shook off his earlier comment, still not a 100% sure if he was commenting on her looks or her skills. Either way, she needed this job. It was the perfect opportunity! "And..." she added with a soft laugh, "You won't need to pay me an arm and a leg."