Laera's eyes followed him as he walked past her desk while Eloise stopped before her.
“ Good morning, Laera,” Eloise greeted, smiling.
Without responding, Laera grabbed her arm, eyes tracking the direction he had gone.
“ Who's that, Eloise?” she quickly asked.
Eloise trailed her gaze, “ Oh,” she looked away and dropped her bag on the table, “ That's Antonio Brayden.”
“ Woah! He's insanely hot,” she cooed clasping her hands together,
“ You say?” Eloise asked like she had heard wrong.
The name tugged at Laera and her blushing face vanished, replaced with an unhinged jaw.
“ Antonio? The boss?”
“ Hm, the boss,” Eloise emphasized to snap her out of whatever fantasy she was having,
“ The same cold, aloof, so-called devil. Your brutal rival?”
“ Hm,” Eloise nodded with a smile that didn
