The CEO and his secretary

Chapter 1

Stiles POV

Shit

Shit

Shit

I.AM.LATE.

Fuck this.

For the first time in my 2 years career at the Carter enterprise, I took the elevator. The buttons all looked confusing as hell. I know I am just dumb.

The elevator door closed shutting me out complete from the outside world. Dear God, please look upon me your most faithful ; ok maybe not the most; but still a follower. Even though I am gay please may it not be my last day on earth.

The light was creepy. The doors were creepy. Heck, even my reflection was creepy. I tapped my foot impatiently. I wanted to get out of this steel cardboard as quick as possible.

Yes you guessed it right. I have a trauma of elevators... and a trauma of handsome men , but like in a good way. I could just probably make a fool out of myself when I see one so I normally avoid the superior genes.

But luck was not on my side today. And there he was, the superior genes . Who you ask? Well, I don't know but god he was mesmerizingly handsome. I could probably lick his face but I did not. My eyes travelled all the way up and down until our eyes connected. Just then I could feel it coming, the lip splitting grin , my cheekbones aching from the stupid smile plastered on my face ,my eyes turning into crescent lines until I could only see his blurry figure. God he must think I am an idiot.

Elijah POV

Gosh he is cute.

I was very much early for a meeting and I could not be more proud. In my 4 years of handling my father's company, I was early for once and I was taking my sweet time.

The elevator door opened and there was a boy lean and short, waist so thin to die for. His specs was a little too big for his small face but for some reason it framed his face highlighting his petite nose and cheekbones. He looked traumatized .

But then his eyes turned into crescent until it I could see a thin line of black. His lips turned upwards flashing pearly set of white teeth. Not only is he cute, but he is also a living emoji.

If only I could draw the Harry Potter signature mark onto his forehead, and a magic wand ,plus a black cloak..

"Sir , the meeting " my secretary pressed on.

Damn Stella. Calm down I was early anyway. I saved my breath,for my entire focus was on the boy. I wonder if he is of legal age?

Stiles POV

The elevator ride was quiet. And my face was back to normal but I could still feel the mild blush on my cheeks.

I kept stealing side glances at the man. I feel like I have seen him somewhere. Where though?

I glanced at my watch but I was met with an empty wrist. So I fished for my mobile phone.

8:30

Well technically , I was not late.

Judge me all you want but here is the thing I would usually take the stairs instead of the elevators.This particular building had 30 floors.... I work at the top floor, so technically 45 minutes before the actual office hours, so 7:45 .. But I do get all sweaty and messy so an additional 15 minutes in the bathroom...

Myself, Stiles Hawk, an employee of Carter enterprise, traumatized of elevators come at work at 7:30 to take the stairs to the 30th floor and to somehow get rid of my sweaty armpits...