Chapter 2: Torture

" I'm here to interview you for.. my friend?" Clary said staring into golden eyes. His beauty was distracting, she almost forgot why she had came in the first place.

" Oh, yes you are covering for Miss Roberts, what a shame she couldn't make it" he said, his eyes never leaving hers. He was smirking at her as if he found her
amusing. Clary knew that the interview would be long and nerve racking.

" Please, sit" he demanded her, his previous gentle tone melded into a harsh one.

Quickly looking around the room, she noticed the office was to big for just one person. Before the floor length windows, sat a large wooden desk that would
seat 5 people. The office was mostly white, expect for the black chairs seated around the desk. To the left side of the room hung 4 paintings . They were beautiful and were the only vibrant colors in the room.

Sitting in one of the black chairs, Clary opened her purse and pulled out a recorder and note pad which Simon had given to her. Her fingers fumbled as she placed the recorder onto the wooden desk. Simon's "girlfriend" had written questions down for Clary to ask. Though she knew she had an innocent figure, she was hardly ever intimidated by men, but this man made her squirm. She read the first question and decided it was appropriate to ask.

"Mr. Hernoalde what made you start your own corporation?" Clary asked nervously.

" Many reasons, Ms. Fray," he said formally. He continued to stare at her. She was the first to break contact." Well after studying at the University of London, I decided I wanted to own a business company. Another reason why, is because I like to have control over others." he continued, and cocked his head to the side.

"I see" Clary simply said. She fidgeted with the notepad,as he continued to glare at her. It was if he was watching her every move. Becoming uncomfortable and anxious Clary moved onto the next question.

"What is your inspiration?" she asked.

" My inspiration comes from me knowing that at the end of a busy day, I've made a difference and have control over my company."

" Sounds like your a control freak" the words were out of her mouth before she could even stop them.

" Oh, you have no idea Ms. Fray. You see having control gives you power, and with power comes success. Without power my company wouldn't be as successful and well known as it is today." He said folding his hands in front of him.

Every minute that passed by continued to make Clary uncomfortable. He was like a hawk. Silent yet beautiful. Was she amusing to him? The thought of this sent warmth to her cheeks.

"How does one get to be so powerful as you, Mr. Heronalde?" she asked, though the question wasn't written on the notepad.

He shifted in his seat still folding his hands in front of him." I find that being persuasive is key to having power, Ms. Fray." he said, staring at her." And I Ms. Fray, can be very persuasive"he said saying each word slowly and seductively. Am I missing something? Every question she would ask, he would answer as if he was talking to her.

Looking away, Clary scanned the questions and found a question that held interest to her. She wanted the interview to head towards a new direction. She was becoming agitated.

" What do you like to do with your spare time?" she said. She wanted to get to know Mr. Heronalde a little bit more. Plus this would be a great advantage for Maia's school paper assignment.

" Well Ms. Fray, I like to do martial arts at one of the gyms I own in the city." he said. Taking a quick glance, Clary could outline every muscle underneath his suit. He is so sexy. She thought to herself. No matter how good looking he was Clary knew she had absolutely no shot with him. He was one of the hottest bachelors in Brooklyn, and a simple girl like her was nothing compared to other girls he had probably met in his lifetime.

She moved onto the next question.

" Would your friends say you are easy to get to know, Mr. Heronalde?" she asked, stealing glances at him.

" I don't like to discuss my private life, Ms. Fray. I'm a very private person." he said, his expression changed from flirty to serious. Clary knew she had ruined the interview. Obviously he wasn't wiling to share his personal life, what was she thinking asking that question. This interview was pure torture, she instantly hated Simon for sending her here on such a short notice.

" Sorry, Mr. Heronalde, just reading the question off the notepad." she said nervously, avoiding his intense stare.

" Please, Ms. Fray call me Jace, and its OK." He said, his mood changing again.

Clary couldn't last another moment interviewing him, she had to leave. She was making a fool of herself in front of this gorgeous, and intimating man.

" Ok Jace, well it was nice meeting you and thank you for the interview" she said, she quickly packed the recorder and notepad into her purse.

" The pleasure was all mine, Ms. Fray" he said getting up, he held his hand out for her to shake and she shook his hand. OMG! His hands were soft. She retreated her hands and awkwardly put them to her sides.

" Let me take you to the elevator" he said politely.

" OK" she said. It wouldn't hurt for him to drop her off.

He opened the door, and gestured for her to go first. What a gentleman. As they were passing the front counter, Blond Number 2 told her boss that he had a meeting in 2 minutes. She gave a cold and intense glare at Clary, and returned back to her work.

"Thank you, Andrea" he said, and they walked in complete silence to the elevator. He pressed the elevator button and the elevator quickly arrived on the 10th floor.

" Mr... Jace, thank you once again for allowing me to interview you on such a short notice." she said nervously, not knowing what else to say.

" Anytime, I do hope to see you again Ms. Fray" he said, staring at her once again. He had a smile on his face that made her melt.

With that she entered the elevator and waved goodbye to Jace as the elevator doors closed. She let out a sigh of relief. He wants to see me again! She happily thought to herself. She finally arrived on the general floor, thanked Blond Number 1, and walked back to the parking lot to her rusty old Volkswagen.

~ Hope you guys enjoyed Chapter 2, please review and comment. Also you guys can give me more ideas on what else I should write. Chapter 3 is coming soon.~

Renee