Natalie's POV
I walked calmly into the elevator, and my hand grasped my bag tightly.
I couldn't stop thinking about last night. The thought of what he'll say or do to me weakens me in the knees.
"Gosh." I face-palmed myself. I couldn't even believe I almost ruined Daniel's art exhibition because of my pleasure. I should have controlled myself and pushed him out.
He has a girlfriend, yet he acted out of hand when he saw me with Daniel. I don't know if I should be worried. He said he owned me, and that's really bothering me, no matter how I try to hide it.
"No. Just maintain a distance and be professional." I told myself as the elevator chimed and opened.
I walked to my desk to start working, knowing he wouldn't be in his seat yet.
In about half an hour, he walked in with Mark. I gr
