•BRIANNA•
As soon as I read the brief message, I let out a sigh. I thought I could pull it off by coming to work late without him knowing, but it turned out I couldn’t. Now, I have to face his wrath. I walked out of my office, breathing nervously, and stopped in front of his office. I stood at the door for some seconds, trying to regulate my breathing, and I was able to calm down. I knocked on the door, and I heard his deep voice tell me to come in. I took deep breaths in and out to calm my nerves before opening the door and stepping into the office.
As soon as I stepped into the office, I was taken aback, and my mouth fell open. The office was simply beautiful and unique. Mr. Adrian was sitting on a black leather-turning chair, and in front of it was a large brown modern mahogany desk with two other swivel chairs in front of it. I looked around the office again, and I saw two bookshelves filled with books on both sides of Mr. Adrian’s swivel chair.
The office was painted in brown and cream colors, making it look absolutely amazing. At the far end of the room were two black leather couches — a one-seater and a two-seater. A small coffee table was in front of the couches.
My eyes trailed back to Mr. Adrian. He was wearing a black suit with a dark blue shirt underneath. The first three buttons of the shirt were open, giving me a small but good view of his chest; there were tiny curls of hair on his chest. I felt compelled to go close to him and stroke his bare chest, but I knew better than to act on the insane thought. I heard Mr. Adrian clear his throat, and I snapped out of the daze I was in. I felt my cheeks warm up in embarrassment when I realized he knew I was checking him out. I felt like he could read my mind and find out what I was thinking.
“Like what you see?” he asked with a smug expression on his face.
“What are you talking about?” I asked, trying to act oblivious.
“Oh, don’t play smart with me. I know you were checking me out,” he replied with a smirk.