Boys to fantasize about.. | Oneshots?

Buissnes attire.

I sat in the waiting area fidgeting with my fingers, completely stressed out. Boss called me into the office with no explanation. I mean, anyone would be stressed.

I've never really seen the boss. Only a few people actually talked to him since he was mostly out of the building.

I heard my name being called into the office. Lilian, out secretary, gave me thumbs up.

I knocked. 'Enter' Was all I heard, so I went in.

It was a pretty spacious room with windows overlooking the city. Big desk in the middle with two chairs on the opposite ends. There was a small couch in the corner along with a coffee table.
'Sit please' My head snapped back to the desk. There was a man gesturing me to sit in the other chair. So I did.

He was dressed in a black, silky collar shirt and black suit pants. Jacket probably handing somewhere in the room. Definitely tall, taller than I expected. His hair curly, rather dark and neatly done. His eyes green, deep with a sparkle in them. His lips forming a smile.

He chuckled. 'Is there something wrong?' He asked and I realized I've probably been staring too long. 'No sir, sorry' I apologised quickly. 'It's alright but please call me Dean, Im not that old' He said.

There was a moment of silence.

He was looking at me intensely. He stood up and came over to my side of the desk, leaning on it slightly. 'Why are you so tense dear?' I looked at him, quite shocked. 'Oh sorry, don't mind me calling you dear. It's a habit' He smirked.

I shifted in my seat a bit. 'Oh no problem sir- I. I mean Dean' He chuckled a bit, looking at me with those piercing eyes. It was still weird calling my boss by his name.

'Ekhm' I cleared my throat. 'Is there a reason why Im here.. Dean?' I straightened myself.

He pushed himself off the desk with ease. 'Well' He started, going back to his chair. 'I took a close look at your work' I gulped. 'And maybe you' he muttered hoping i wouldn't hear. Unfortunately my hearing is better than ever. 'Id like to give you an offer'

'Offer? As in promotion?' I perked up. 'You can call it that' He said, hiding his smirk behind his hand. 'I want you to be my personal assistant. Obviously that comes with a lot of responsibilities and you focusing your work strictly on me, my schedule' I hummed to show him that i was listening.

After discussing the details, new contract and all formalities, I accepted his offer. I mean that's a lot of stuff and all.. but then it also pays well.

'Well then' He got up. 'If you don't have anymore questions, I'll be happy to see you in my office at 7.30am sharp, tomorrow' He smiled.

I got up and turned, ready to leave. I walked to the door with Dean close behind me. Just as i was about to open the door i felt a breath on my neck.

'I'd appreciate if you didn't distract me with that red bralette of yours when im doing business with you again, dear' He whispered to my ear. I froze. What.

Before i could comprehend what just happend i was behind that door. I turned. Dean just winked at me and closed the door shut.

WHAT JUST HAPPENED.