*Flynn Larson’s POV
I woke up with a searing pain in my head. I was both alarmed and relieved when I smelled the chocolate and cinnamon scent of the CEO. I groaned as I opened my eyes. Why am I feeling like I was having a hang over? Did I drunk last night? I roamed my eyes around, realizing that I was in my room, alone.
How did I manage to.. f**k! I was in the elevator with the CEO. I started to feel sick and I asked him to hold me. f**k! f**k! f**k! I’ve just lose my job.
I tried to recall anything further, but it’s all I can remember. Did he send me here? Well, I think he did, because his scent were all over the place. I massage my temple when I felt the pain in my head. The CEO’s scent, is making it worst. The smell of chocolate and cinnamon lingering inside my room is making me ev
