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You have got to be kidding me! Mr. Cold Grey Eyes looked down on me with raised eyebrows, while I regarded him with an open-mouthed expression.
"Surprised to see me Miss. Harding?" He said. I shook my head in response too shocked to say anything. He began introductions to the rest of the group, and Bethany kept sending me questioning looks, but I ignored her and payed attention to Mr. Grey eyes, he started off with the standard stuff like, now that you work for me I will have do background checks and all that but most things should stay the same, blah,blah, blah. At the end everyone began filing out. I dreaded that he would say something to me and prayed he would let me go in peace. Unfortunately I don't think god was listening, as I began to gather my things he grabbed my arm and pulled me into the small hallway leading to the bathrooms. We stood there staring at each other neither of us wanting to break the silence, it was a challenge of who would talk first. I could feel my heart beating erratically in my chest, I was almost panting and it felt like I couldn't get enough air. I examined his extremely handsome face, and in the daylight I could see he was more then just cute, and actually very good looking. His perfectly cut jawline with a 5 o clock shadow paired with his straight nose and symmetrical cheeks screamed model and I was shocked that 5 years ago I thought he wasn't anything more then cute. In weakness I let my eyes roam freely over his body, muscles not to big but there, so I knew he worked out once in a while. I guessed 3 times a week. I realized he was looking me over too and suddenly I felt the need to ruin this moment no longer wanting his eyes on me, I opened my mouth.
"I-uh-I erm, so you bought Starbucks? That's cool you know I actually go to Starbucks a lot! Well duh, cuz I work here so obviously I would be going here a lot..but you know in terms of a customer I go here a lot the drinks are good, well I would hope so since I make them half the time...not that I make them for myself when I'm a customer cuz that would be weird...I mean it's not really weird.. So Starbucks that's interesting, you know I work here, well obviously you know that and all. Your my employer so that would be a professional thing to know, y'know who works for you and that's a great start..." I trailed off. Omg I just babbled like a school girl to my new boss! Who I saw sleeping with my married best friend! OHHHH I could totally demand a raise right now, this guy must be in the news or something wait didn't he say he worked for the mafia or something..nah he was probably joking, duh! I could threaten to release what I know in exchange for more money! God knows I need it! No, that's so terrible though, I mean it's his PERSONAL LIFE! So? I will be a journalist soon I gotta get used to it! NO!
"Miss. Harding!? Hello?"
"Uh what? Sorry s-Mr. Erm yah, still in shock I mean after everything I sa-"
"Miss. Harding keep quiet if you want to keep your job! And you may address me as Mr. Genovese or Sir for the time being." Time being?
"Right sorry Sir, my apologies, Sir, wait uh what did you need me for again?"
"Nothing yet," He leaned down and moved very close to me, I stiffened feeling the warmth from his breath tickling my ear. "Soon I will, Mia, soon." He murmured so softly I almost didn't hear. Standing up straight he walked away. Uh what the hell? He's crazy, bipolar or something I mean what is wrong with him, he's my employer who the hell acts that way to his employees, what a perv! And what did he mean by soon? Soon what? I mean he's hot and all but jeez that was just weird. Shrugging it off I grabbed my bag and continued on my way, but as I passed a small alleyway I heard his voice and he sounded mad.
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"YES I KNOW I FUCKED UP MAN!" He shouted. "You don't gotta tell me that ghesh who the hell am I, I fucking slept with the wrong women too hammered to see shit! Goddammit! It was wrong, Wrong, WRONG! FUCK! Fucking hell man, I gotta get a girlfriend or my father will have my ass! I want her not the stupid bitch I was with the other night! DAMMIT!"
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Silence followed I held my breath not wanting him to see me. Could he have been talking about me? Or was it somebody else, he did mention a her... I guess I know him and Janice aren't serious now, not that I cared anyway....but who else could he have been talking about, I mean he pulled me aside nobody else...it's probably just cuz he recognized me from Janice's, it doesn't have to mean anything right? Okay but I'm not stupid he wants a girl...because of his father? Ugh that doesn't make sense either! God okay he may or may not want me, I just have to keep a cautious eye out, it's not like I want him or anything....right.
Carefully I tip-toed back to my car (which got me some really weird looks) and sighed in relief when it started and I was on my way.
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