A Secret Life

Pre-lude

I stared at my computer screen, once again filling in the last numbers in my spreadsheet as the day comes to a close. I let out a sigh of relief, today had been stressful! I started to put my coat on when i checked the time on my computer before turning it off for the day, 8pm.

I scanned the room noticing I was one of the only ones left, well apart from Alek. Of course Alek was there, he was renouned for working late hours and being a top worker. How does he do it? How does he work so late Every. Single. Night. And STILL get enough sleep to be at work at 7am Every. Single. Day. I found myself, almost... admiring him for it I suppose. And of course I couldnt help but look at those deep brown eyes, borderline pitch black strangely enough. His white messy curls, somehow sat so perfectly every day in just the right spot. I think its safe to say he's a very attractive looking man and whoever got him would be... lucky to say the least.

"Can i help you?" - Alek says in a deep, raspy british accent, with a mildly confused look on his face.

I quickly break eye contact, My face turning bright red. I rush to grab my belongings and start walking away.

"I erm... i-... No sorry, goodnight!"

I rush to the elevator, feeling the warmth that had rushed to my cheeks realising i was.... blushing? Surely I'm just embarrassed, after all, I did just get caught staring at him!

I mutter to Myself-

"Dont get so flustered Amaya, you dont even know the guy."

As the words leave my mouth, I can feel a Ice cold breathe of air hit my neck. I cant help but flinch. Who stands this close to someone? And who the hells breath would be this cold?

"And why would you be so flustered?" He says, while standing so close to me that i can feel the fabric of his blazer grazing my back.

Asif right on que, the elevator door opens, I run in quickly pressing the ground floor button. I keep my head down as to not make eye contact with him, in fear those deep brown eyes will only make me glare at him more. Why am I... so nervous around him? Why is his breath so... cold? I cant help but question. 

As the elevator door starts to close, I let out a sigh of relief, finally he's gone. My shoulders begin to relax as the doors begin to close, when suddenly i see a hand slam in the middle of the doors, stopping them from shutting.

"I almost forgot, I need that floor too" He says with a smirk on his face, almost impressed with himself.

He made his way behind me, clickling the button to shut the door.

"So?" He said asif he was awaiting a response from me.

I simply looked up to him, meeting his deep piercing brown eyes once again. What does this guy want?

"I asked why you were getting flustered? Remember?" He snickers under his breath, brushing his soft hand through his perfect white curls.

"I dont know what you mean" I say whilst averting my eyes to watch the elevator numbers descend, why does this feel like an eternity?

"mhm, whatever you say" he bends down, getting closer to my neck, whispering in my ear, sending shivers down my spine. It's almost asif he is doing this intentionally.

The elevator door opens and he started to walk out when he turns around and says,

"Also Sweetie, if you're going to lie, atleast cover it well" he giggles to himself whilst disappearing out of the elevator and around the corner.

What does he mean cover it well? What the hell? I turn to the elevator mirror in panic and see my cheeks are blushing bright pink, and my eyes are slightly glossed over. 

Shit...