"what are you doing", He said angered by her actions.
"Why, Mr. King, I'm doing my job", I said with a smirk.
"Which is what?"
I wrap my small little fingers around his, neatly, ironed black tie. With one swift movement, I yanked him closer. His breath fanning my lips. Minty and cold, just how I like it.
Staring straight at his deep grey eyes, with a smirk on my lips I said," The Boss."
nothing but power,
in everything he does.
"Act like a lady, Think like a Boss"
nothing more but a
And quiet life.
Bumping into Mr. King and having him as her
boss wasn't one.
Stuck up rich bastard,
Who makes her have wild dreams.
What can she do when she is attracted to him? One answer, be a BOSS.