*W-what is it? A fire?!* I think to myself in panic. "What happened?" I ask the president worriedly. "Let's go look." He says and walks off. "Yes, sir!" I reply, catching up with him.
"Aargh!" I say as someone comes bashing into me. "Uh... excuse me." I hear someone say. "What do you think you're doing?" I say to the stranger before I turn around to look. And when I did, I find a man with an incredible face looking down at me, expressionless. Wait a second... I know this face from somewhere... the admirable...
Oh Holy Cow! No way! Could this be Mr. Anderson?! Here?! Of all places? "Shh!" He says as he gently pushes his finger on my lips, noticing the recognition on my face. "Huh?" And all I can do is stand here look confused. "Can you just stay like this a bit more?" Saying so, I feel something fall over me. *No way! He's holding me in his arms? What?!* An unfamiliar scent and the warmth of this man's body. *We've only just met...* I think to myself as I click back into reality. "N-no..., don't!" I say, hesitantly trying to push him away. "You gotta help me" he whispers in my ear. He pulls my chin up with his thin, yet strong fingertips.
My eyes meet Mr. Anderson's, as he holds me. A blank expression, under these circumstances? *What do you mean, "help"?* I try asking but the words wouldn't come out, I'm so shocked right now. "You work for L'Eclat du Soleil, right?" He asks with the same expression as before. "How do you know?" I ask, curiously. "You were with the president a while ago." He replies. "Well, yes but--" I try to say when he cuts me off. "Besides--" as Mr. Anderson tries to go on we hear the noise coming closer. He looks in that direction and clicks his tongue. "Just listen to me." He says, turning to face me. "Only if you really need help..." I say, hardly being able to get the words out. "Good girl" he whispers and holds me in his arms once again. "I-I'm only helping. Don't get the wrong idea.." I say just to make sure. "Of course not, it's inconvenient for me too" he replies with the usual blank tone. *What an attitude problem*
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Secret Love
TienerfictieWorking as a secretary in the glamorous fashion industry... ...what I've waited for two years. The sweet seduction of my famous and hot playboy boss. Is it just a fling... or is it serious? Is it alright to be fooled, if it's by him?! Is it alright...
