Poisoned Love

Chapter 8. The Assistant

Irena

I saw him walking past us and it somehow impressed me. The dominance he held, the way he smoothened his suit. Just everything about him made me weak in the knees.

Why am I even feeling like this all of a sudden?

We held a stare for a minute until I saw a smirk working its way to his mouth and I decided to look away.

Arrogant.

"Hello, my name is Christopher Campbell, but you can address me as Mr.Campbell," He said while staring into my eyes. I felt a little bit uncomfortable so I hastily looked away.

"Isn't he the prettiest sight ever?" Christina swooned.

"Stop acting like this, we are here for a project remember. He isn't going to be your boyfriend, so behave" I said rolling my eyes.

Her comment alone had me restless for some strange reason, but it didn't stop me from saying the words that held more meaning, than what I was feeling for a brief moment.

"Whatever" she muttered.

''Let me introduce you to the Campell enterprise'' he suddenly said then walked away.

He was giving the tour so fast that we could barely even keep up with him I could barely even keep up with him.

We walked past some offices and were introduced to some people before walking further and further into the building.

I had to admit, it was incredible. The design, the people. It somehow impressed me, we were halfway through the tour I guess until someone came to us.

"I apologize for the interruption, but I fear that Mr. Campbell will have to leave your side."

It must have been someone from their staff because she was dressed so nicely and waiting so patiently and everything about her screamed submission toward her boss.

What I also noticed was that a lady was standing behind the woman who interrupted us.

He apologized before he walked away.

He only stopped to turn around for a look at me. I stared back to look for any reaction but it was like time stopped and we were alone in the room.

There was this atmosphere hanging in the air that forced me to look at him, to focus only on him.

We stared like I don't know how long, it felt like an eternity until he looked away.

Which made me feel a little bit disappointed about it.

"What was that all about" Christina whispered whilst looking at me.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Yes, you do! He was checking you out, Irena."

"Can you stop this nonsense, please? I guess he was searching for something."

"Oh yeah? Searching? And what might that be?''

''Trust me, Irena. He was looking specifically at you. You don't want to believe me, but I know what I saw."

"And what was that?"

"That he was checking you out!"

I rolled my eyes at her comment, she was always saying this stuff to me.

"Why would he even bother to look at me? I mean come on. There are enough beautiful girls to look at, why would he bother? The guy barely even knows me."