𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐄𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫

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It's officially been a month of me working at Marino INC and the married hag who just happens to be my boss has been on my ass and not in the way that I'd like, ever since.

Ever since I started working here it seems he has this underlying animosity towards me and the reason behind this? I have no fucking clue.

Sadly its Monday again and I'm now walking into the hell house to start my exhausting day. I make my way into the elevator pressing the top floor button to convey me into the devil's den.

"Hold the door!", I hear a strong masculine voice from the outside of the elevator.

I quickly press the hold button on the call pad and the man sighs as he slides in the elevator.

I feel a pair of eyes on me but I paid no attention to it and then the man spoke.

"You must be new, I surely haven't seen you around here.", not bothering to turn around I simply let out a small yes along with a nod.

Why is this damn elevator taking so fucking long?

"I'm Ivan and you are?", seriously who is this guy and why does he feel the need to make a conversation with me at nine in the morning?

I turn around to answer the man and my mouth almost flew open. Almost.

To say he was hot was an understatement. This man was fucking beautiful. He had fair skin with light brown eyes and dark brown hair. He wore a black suit and tie and you could tell he worked out. I was intrigued by him and the way I was bluntly staring at him he probably knew. His English accent heavily lying on every word he spoke.

"Ahani and yes I'm new, I started working here a month ago.", I answered trying my best not to stutter.

"Ah she speaks. If I hadn't knew better I would've thought you were ignoring me", he says with a light chuckle.

Fuck that laugh. My knees threatened to buckle beneath me.

I let out a small smile and as I'm about to reply the elevator dings and the door opens.

Perfect timing just fucking perfect.

As I'm walking out of the elevator I hear footsteps following behind me.

Stopping in my track and turning around I face a grinning Ivan.

"Following me?", I ask trying to hide the grin

"I believe it is you following me, Ms. Ahani,", the way my named rolled off of his tongue. I needed to get away from this man.

"Where are you headed to anyways?' I asked as I continued walking, Ivan now beside me.

"Wouldn't you like to know", he replied with a smirk plastered on his face.

It was too early for sarcasm so instead of replying I continued walking.

"If you must know I'm headed to my best friends office, I haven't seen the man in months, our reunion is long overdue. Knowing him he'll probably be annoyed to see me, I'm the fun friend compared to him." he says while casually strolling to the all too familiar door and opening it,

No. Don't tell me he's-

"Enzo!" Ivan exclaims.

𝐅𝐮𝐜𝐤.

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