Deillya POV
I run over to the employee lounge where Teo is seated. Trying not to trip over my heels. God I hate these things.
"You took your time." I hear Teo say a bit too loud. I give him a, shut the fuck up or next you see me will be in a hospital whilst being fed blended mince pie by a straw, look.
Just as I was about to sit down I hear loud tyres and a lot of awes and wows. He's here.
Standing up, whilst urging Teo to come with me. We try and casually walk away from the commotion after realising everyone had the same idea to go down stairs and have a look at him waking in.
Teo and I have offices on very different floors, he's floor 3 and I'm floor 20, it's a hastle when we're trying to do something we definitely shouldn't be doing.
I go for the right elevator and Teo goes for the left. I see everyone everyone creating a bubble around the poor (rich) guy, making it unable for me to get a peek.
"Fuck." I mutter as I see the bubble getting closer to me. Floor 15-20 have their on separate elevators since it's so high up, although floor 16,17,18,19 are storage for ammo, files and that shite.
I see a spec of the new bosses fluffy dark brown hair. Fuck he's coming to my elevator.
I recently switched offices with the old Don as him and I were very close, not in a romantic manner, more of a mentor and mentee kinda way.
The bubble of people clear away as he gets closer and closer.
Floor: 6
Floor: 5
Fuck
Floor:3
Oh my god I might make lt
Floor: 2
Floor:1
"Thank fuck." I mutter as the grey doors slide open. "Did you say something?" A deep, monotone voice asks.
I turn around to see a handsome man with dark brown hair, grey eyes, a fitted suit and a fan-fucking-tastic jawline.
"Nope." I say while stepping on on the marble elevator floor. I hear him step into the elevator right after me.
"What floor are you on?" I ask politely, resisting the urge to die of awkwardness. "Twenty." He says while clicking the button.
Floor: 2
Floor: 3
God someone shoot me.
Floor: 4
Floor:5
"You alright?" I ask, try trying to break the awkwardness. He chuckles. "Something funny?" I ask, surprised at my own confidence.
"Just didn't expect you to be Scottish that's all."
Fucking cunt
Floor: 6
Floor: 7
"How's your dad?" I ask, wanting to make conversation. "In and out of hospital." he responds. I try to change the subject after seeing his expression change.
Floor:8
Floor: 9
Floor: 10
"Whats your name" he asks. "Deillya, Deillya Desanta." I say, surprised at the fact he asked.
"I'm Meo Bruno." "-nice." I say after a few seconds.
NICE??? HES YOUR BOSS? NICE?
Floor:11
Floor:12
Floor:13
"Slow lift." He says. "Aye." I say while watching the floor number go up.
Floor: 14
Floor: 15
"If you don't mind me asking, why are you on my floor?" He says. "Your old man likes me, let me have his office." I responded. He nods. God he's antisocial.
Floor:16
Floor:17
Floor:18
Floor:19
Floor:20
As the elevator doors open, I walk out, Stepping out into the marble corridor, whilst trying not to trip over my heels. Mr Bruno steps out behind me. I hear his footsteps get louder as he gets closer.
Suddenly, i feel a sharp pain shooting up my foot. I take a seat on the green sofa. "You alright." He asks, not even looking up from his phone. arsehole. I wait for him to walk by so i can take my time.
I finally get into my office and i take a seat at my desk. taking of my 6 inch heels into something more comfy. (the black nikes).
A few hours later
After sitting around in my office chair for 4 hours, taking buzzfeed quizzes and playing minecraft. I walk over to my giant bathroom. I currently have the second biggest office in the whole building, first being mr fancy boss.
I plug in my straighteners and look through my wardrobe for a dress. I have a 'meeting' with James Mctassle, he's 62. I have to get information about an upcoming raid of one of our import wharehouses.
I pick out a flattering red dress that shoes a little too much cleavage. i got lucky in ass and tits. I pick a pair of black 3inch heels as James is only 5"11. i am 5"7.
I finally finish straightening my hair and i start doing my makeup. I do a simple look, only using concealer, mascara and red lipgloss.
Whilst using my phone as a mirror, i get a text from my driver telling me that he's here.
