Page 107 of The Attraction File

I stopped and she pulled the door open.

“Actually, the door is broken and if you close it completely we will be stuck in here. I called Dan in maintenance, but he was on break. You saved me by coming in here.” She chuckled before waving me out of the room. “I tell you what. Why don’t we meet a few of the people on the floor so you can get a feel of the environment, and hopefully in that time Dan will have fixed the door? He did promise his break wouldn’t be long,” she grumbled the last sentence.

We made our way out of the department. Strolling through the cubicles, she introduced me to a few people who seemed very nice. She pointed out the kitchen area and finally, we made it to the opposite end of the floor.

“This is Mr. Jacob Mimir’s office. The president of the company.”

My eyes widened. “Would we actually be able to meet him?”

I never imagined I might meet the man who built this company from scratch.

He was kind of a hero of mine. I knew him and his brother were raised by a single mom after his father passed away. He started this company in her garage in college.

I felt like I could relate being raised by a single mom too and not coming from much. It gave me hope that I could succeed despite my struggles in life.

“Hi, Kara, is Mr. Mimir available to meet a candidate for a few minutes?”

She held up a finger and lifted the phone. After a minute, Kara nodded and pointed to the door. My palms were slick and all I could hear was my heart beating wildly. Ms. Carol knocked and we heard a deep voice beckon us inside.

She opened the door to a large room with windows making up two of the walls. They overlooked skyscrapers, the lake, and a seemingly endless sky.

I saw him at his desk. He was a handsome man, much more so than the picture on the company website. A few of the executives didn’t have pictures of themselves, but Jacob Mimir did.

Even if I didn’t know him, I felt like he was proud of what he achieved and wanted everyone to know. His smile in his picture said it all.

“You must be Ms. Evaleen Bechmann. I have heard great things about you.” He rose and walked around his desk.

I nodded like a loon. My head bobbled so many times I thought it would roll right off. He held out his hand and I shook it, praying he didn’t notice the massive amount of sweat. I couldn’t believe he knew who I was.

“It’s such an honor to meet you, Mr. Mimir. I have to say I am a bit of an admirer of you and what you have done with Mimir.”

I sounded like an idiot. I was surprised he wasn’t frowning and telling me to leave. At that point, I might as well have been jumping up and down like a moron.

“That’s wonderful. You know I took a glance at your résumé and I have to say I’m impressed. Oh, have you met my brother yet? Edgar, don’t be rude.”

I finally let go of his hand and Jacob turned his head, narrowing his eyes at the man in the chair. His back was to me and I was so enamored of getting to meet Jacob and being in his office that I didn’t notice anyone else was there.

The man stood and turned.

My heart fell to the floor. It was Edgar. The man who, less than an hour ago, I molested in a coffee shop.

I took a deep breath and realized at that moment that I was a fool to trust a man. To trust Edgar Mimir.

“It’s nice to meet you, Ms. Bechmann.” The smile that seemed so cute on the street suddenly appeared slimy.

He held out his hand, his eyes devoid of recognition, and I shook it. My fingers slipped into his and despite my anger, I felt the electricity searing up my arm.

Edgar was gorgeous and my body reacted, but I refused to ever respond to it. I told him I was interviewing here and he said nothing.

I firmed my grip and his eyes widened. Maybe I shouldn’t be crippling his fingers but he took advantage of my trust.

“Forgive my brother, Ms. Bechmann. Edgar, please let the woman’s hand go.”

I released his hand and smirked.

Fuck him.

“Well, Jacob, Ms. Carol, and Ms. Bechmann, if you would excuse me. I have some work to get to.” I watched Edgar’s sleazy eyes stay glued to the floor as he left.

Once the door closed I heard Mr. Mimir clear his throat. “Please don’t think the people here are like my brother. I love him and he helped me make Mimir what it is, but when it comes to women, he’s a bit of a flirt. If he ever makes you uncomfortable, you let me know. We take that sort of thing very seriously around here. That funny business just isn’t tolerated at Mimir.”

He waved me over to the chair by his desk before he took a seat.

Jacob chuckled as he sat on the other side of his desk. “I love my brother and this company is like my extended family. And like any family, you always have the one relative that will never settle down. My mom has given up hope of getting a grandchild from Edgar. He’s sweet to my young daughter but more than happy to leave the hard stuff to me.”

Jacob winked at me.

Edgar wasn’t just a slime ball but a ladies’ man on top of it. If I get this job I know who to stay away from.

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