'Noted. Boss.' (GirlxGirl) (BossxIntern)

Chapter 8 - Potion of Honesty

*an impression of Ms Osis's mini dress ^^^*

Ms Osis's POV:

Somehow, this week seemed to be longer than usual.

After the gala, I had a lot of paperwork to do, which I usually wouldn't mind, but Julian Sloan's words kept popping into my mind, distracting me.

Also, there was the little 'secret' I had with my nosy intern. I had to pay extra attention to her to make sure she spilt nothing.

She had been staring at me for longer and shamelessly smiled after being caught. I really couldn't comprehend her peculiar behaviours.

Does she get turned on by my angry face?

I couldn't care less. I tried my best to ignore the heat of her gaze or the odd sensation it brought out of me.

These incidents really took a toll on me. It's been quite some time since I felt the need to release the pressure.

I'd call Frank, my usual hookup choice, but he told me he'd be out of the town for a month last week, which left me no choice but to explore new options.

So here I am, wearing my dark blue mini dress and silver Jimmy Choo glitter pumps, sitting in a club, trying to find someone who looks and smells decent enough to get a room.

'Boss?'

Maybe it's the deafening music and noise, I'm starting to hallucinate my intern's voice.

'Boss, can you hear me?'

I turn to the source of the sound, seeing my intern's smiley face right in front of me.

Out of ALL people...it has to be who I least expect to see.

Well, one of the least.

'You're here by yourself?' And she keeps on talking.

'Yes. And it's none of your business.' I try to sound cold, hoping she'd be scared off.

'Well, it's not, but I'm not here for business, anyway.' She self-invites and sits up next to me, 'Remember I say that people talk to strangers?'

'Nope, and I don't want to talk to you.' I squint my eyes at her, taking a big sip of my martini.

'Why are you here all by yourself, Danielle?' She asks casually as if she didn't hear me.

Danielle? I feel like I'm about to snap.

'Who says you can call me that?' I hiss.

'We're not at work. And...you have a beautiful name.' She smirks like an idiot.

Did she hit her head or something?

'Are you seriously throwing me some cheap pickup line right now?' Unbelievable.

I see her face crimson, looking more like her nervous intern-self.

'Um, I-I don't know what I'm doing right now. I just, want to talk to you. That's all.' She looks down at her drink, rocking it timidly.

Then, she shoots me a fleeting glance, 'You look stunning by the way.'

Now, I feel like my face is burning a little. Ugh, she and her creepy compliments.

'Thank you.' I run my hand through my hair, giving her appearance a quick scan. 'You look not bad yourself.'

She's wearing a white crop top, high-waist grey jeans and black boots. It's typical but definitely looks good on her toned body. I can see that she has abs.