Elena....
"I can't believe what I've just done.Yup! This is it. I'm going to be fired on my first day."
"Will you hurry up? The rest of us have work to do." GoSh his voice! "Come back to your senses Ele! you're embarrassing yourself."
"Sorry!sorry! Mr.Logan."
I scrambled into the elevator, a crew of office workers carried in boxes of supplies.The crowded elevator rises and I get pushed into Mr. Logan. He sighs in frustration as I sneak glances at him.I've seen him in pictures... but it doesn't do justice to how handsome he is. Gosh! As I was in deep thoughts suddenly, I got pushed and my face smacked into his muscular chest.
"What the Heck! Please don't tell me-"
When I moved back, I saw my lipstick stained his impeccable white shirt.Gosh, "I-I'm so sorry! I'll Pay For The Dry Cleaning."
"It's... fine."
"But Again Mr. Logan I am so sorry."
"Don't you think you say sorry too much."
"Sorry Mr logan I mean-"
GoSh! this is so embarrassing!!!!"
when I saw him he smiled if I am not wrong! I am definitely not wrong, He smiled for like 1 sec. "But did he smiled at me? gosh! how embarrassing." But when I looked again he was again with his deadpan expression.
A worker shifts and was about to accidentally knock me with the box holding. Mr. Logan immediately cradles my head.
"HEY! WATCH IT!" "Sorry Sir.."
He was so close to me, I was so nervous. His touch feels so... warm and gentle, He was about to remove his hand from my head, but I don't know he hesitates and looks into my eyes. His fingers weave through my hair but I back away slightly.
I don't want to though but this is not right to martin. Gosh what is happening to me. "Why am not in my senses when I am with him?" I feel like there is a magnetic pull between us. Ohh! Why I am acting like a teenage girl. "Stop it Ele! You have a fiance. Yaa I know! With whom I fought this morning."
The elevator dings open on the 40th floor and everybody files out, including me. I saw a lady standing with a notepad. She smiled at Mr. Logan and said
"What happened to your shirt, Logan?
Is that... a lipstick mark?"
"Just get me a new shirt."
He gives me a blank look as I rush to the reception, blushing.
"Excuse me, I'm supposed to be meeting Mr. Rick Spencer."
When the receptionist raised her head, my breath stopped. She's... so beautiful.
"Is she even real? Wow."
She raises an eyebrow and I realize I have said that out loud. I'm so sorry. This is so embarrassing...But thankfully she giggled."I'm Courtney Bellum. Come, I'll take you to Mr. Spencer's office." Soon, I entered Mr. Spencer's office. "Mr. Spencer, please meet Elena Smith your new assistant."
"Thank you, Ms. Bellum," Said Mr Spencer. Mr. Spencer had a positive personality his face was honest. His eyes were wide and with a steady gaze that made people feel heard. His jawline wasn’t sharp or chiseled, but had a certain quiet firmness to it, like someone who stuck to what he believed in. His shoulders were slightly broad, but not from gym hours but from everyday doing. He moved with ease, like a kind person.
"So, Elena, are you ready to start your work?" Said Mr.Spencer,
"Locked and loaded, sir!" I said with enthusiasm.
"Attagirl! Welcome to Bloodline Enterprises, Elena!"