Until You Become Mine

Curiosity kills

Emma's POV-

"I wanna kill myself." I said to no one particular. "I seriously can't finish all this by today."

"Babe relaxe. Let's go get some coffee", Olivia suggested. 

"Maybe you should just transfer the project to me. I'll obviously do a better job than you", louie remarked, coming towards my desk with a cup of coffee.

Damn it, the smell of coffee is making me salivate.

"I sincerely decline the offer. Richard entrusted me with this project and i'm going to finish it. Without anyone's help. Now give me that cup of coffee and leave." I order, sounding rather rude instead of assertive.

"Well if you want coffee, then make some for yourself. After all you don't want anyone's help."  Louie replied, returning to his desk with a smug.

"Just ignore him emma. You up for coffee?" Olivia questioned.

"Thanks for the offer but i don't want to leave my desk. I'll message you later though." I said with a sigh. "Bye bye" 

Watching olivia exit our office room, I go back to work , seriously contemplating why i'm still working. Oh yes, Money. The most important thing in the whole wide world. As much as people say money can't buy happiness, Money can buy chocolate which is peak happiness.

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Current time- 7 p.m

Richard's POV

"When is the dinner scheduled for?" i ask my secretary. I'm not really excited for it but i really want to see what goes on during these gatherings. Well that and I'm eager to test Max's theory of love.

Being her boss, It would be extremely unprofessional of me to harbour feelings for her. This is why i want to show Max that he's wrong about my feelings being romantic. It's completely and utterly work based. Completely professional. No romance. Just work.

" At 7:30 p.m sir. Do you want to leave now? Shall i inform the driver?" My secretary asks in a timid voice. Max once said that she was scared of me to which i laughed. I mean why would my own secretary be scared of me. That doesn't make sense considering how level headed i am. I for one, have never lost my temper in front of my colleagues.

"No need. I will drive myself to the venue. You may go home now." I dismissed, turning my attention towards the only desk with an open computer. It was emma's.

Why is she still working? Is it because of the project? It was not supposed to take that much time. Well who cares, i trust that she will handle it herself. After all she is my assistant manager.

Curiosity killed the cat.

I went over to her desk with the intention of just inquiring about her progress. Just to inquire. That's all. I didn't expect the outcome of my action.

"I hate you" Emma shouts.