I do not own One Tree Hill or its character

Internships are suppose to be straight out and simple...

Prologue

"So you're just fresh out of college?" he looked up from my resume. His eyes promote evil; I can feel the walls close around me.

"Yes, Sir, but I'm a dedicated worker and I learn fast" I need to be confident. I needed this internship. I could of coarse work for my parents, but where's the challenge in that?

"I hope you do learn fast"

As he gets off his chair, he comes from behind me and runs his hands down my arms while purring in my ear "You start tomorrow"

"Err… Thank you for this great opportunity" I quickly detach myself from him and make a beeline for the door. Fear running in my body, who the hell did he think he was? Did he actually think I would sleep with him because I want to work in his company?

"O and Brooke….. Don't be late, you wouldn't want to keep me waiting" I nod obediently and shut his door. I recompose myself and use my palms to smooth out my blouse. I toss my hair, hoping his filthy hands haven't affected it. I hear footsteps and turn to look at the man coming towards me.

"You must be the new hired help?" he was gorgeous. Cold as ice but he was confident and endearing.

"Yea… I start tomorrow, I'm Brooke Davis by the way" I initiate the handshake only to be given the deadly staring in return. " Okay, that was awkward"

"You don't have to impress me, I already know your type, but I guess so does my dad right?" he doesn't even wait for my reaction. He just storms off. I can't help notice how good he looks in his off black tailored suit. I shake these thoughts from my mind and get into the elevator. Counting down 5… 4….. 3….. 2…..1…. Ground floor. The doors open and I walk out towards my car.

Opening the door, I feel his presence again. I turn around and see him leaning on a post staring at me again. Judging his facial expression kind words were not on the radar. "Who did you have to gold dig the car from? Nice job, I actually had to pay for mine" he gestured towards my Mercedes convertible. My parents had brought it for me as a graduating present.

I'm in shock, what's wrong with him? " My parents gave it to me" it came out soft. But I know he heard me before he walked away. "Who are you?" I yell.

He stops taking steps forward, I stand awaiting his answer "Don't worry pretty girl, you'll find out soon enough", and with that he was gone.

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