While getting ready for the office, I felt all giddy and nervous as I thought how I'd have a chance to see Mr. Rhodes first time after what we shared that day.

I put on my heels and looked at myself one last time in the mirror before skirring off towards the door and locking it behind me.

I looked up at the sky and smiled. For the first time in many weeks, I felt happy with my life.

I took the subway and in a matter of moments I was standing in front of my office building, biting my lips in nervousness and trying not to seem too eager and excited.

As I entered the building, I saw Sasha and just like every day she waved at me and gave me a thumbs up, which usually was her way of saying that 'you look great today, bitch'.

Stepping out of the elevator, I saw Alex standing by another employee's counter. He didn't notice me stepping out and walking toward Mr. Rhodes' and my office, because apparently he seemed way too busy flirting with whoever that new employee was.

I bit my lip harder to a point where I thought they would start bleeding. I took slow and steady steps towards his office as an involuntary smile made its way on my lips.

I knocked at the door, patiently waiting for him to let me in. His response came after a few moments which was very unlike him, but I ignored him and entered inside.

My breath got caught in my throat when I noticed he wasn't alone.

There was a blonde woman sitting opposite to him who had her back towards me. Mr. Rhodes looked up towards me and his smile dropped as I dug my nails deep into my palms.

They weren't doing anything, Isabelle. Get a hold of yourself. She might be a client or something.

"Miss Reinhart, please come inside," Mr. Rhodes' smile recovered, and I stepped inside, plastering a fake smile on my face.

The blonde finally noticed another presence in the room and she turned around. I noticed that she was the same model who was Mr. Rhodes' date for one night while he was staying in Germany.

She had a friendly expression on her face as she looked at me with a warm smile. I smiled back and looked at Mr. Rhodes who, surprisingly, was intently staring at me.

"This is Natasha Perez, an ambassador of our company and a close friend of mine," Mr. Rhodes introduced me to her as she stood up from her chair.

"And this is Isabelle, my.....secretary," he scratched the nape of his neck with a boyish expression on his face and Natasha's face lit up.

She extended her hand towards me and knowingly smiled at Mr. Rhodes as he narrowed his eyes at her.

I was just so confused and left out standing there with a flabbergasted expression on my face.

I put the coffee on Mr. Rhodes desk as both of them sat down and got engrossed in a conversation while I silently left the office, not knowing what I was supposed to make out of the situation.

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I dragged a hand down my face as I scribbled on the sheet of paper, rubbing my neck in the process. I heard my door click, and I knew Alex was here again because he was the only person who didn't know the meaning of knocking.

"Go away Alex, I'm not in a mood right now," I said without lifting my eyes up from the paper.

"Well, too bad I'm not Alex," my hand stopped short as I recognised the voice and felt Mr. Rhodes circle around the table to stand behind me.

"Um...Mr. Rhodes....I....d-did you need something," I stammered.

Congratulations Isabelle, you've officially made a fool out of yourself.

I lightly stood up from my chair and turned around as I saw him standing so close to me that I could just lean up and our faces would be touching.

"I might," he whispered and in a swift motion he snaked his arm around my waist and pulled me towards his chest.

I gasped as my brain registered what happened and he lightly smirked and lifted his hand up to tuck the loose strands of my hair behind my ear.

"Can I kiss you?" he asked out of nowhere and I tried my best not to explode with so many emotions running through my brain and body.

I didn't trust my mouth to say anything at the moment so I just nodded and before I knew, he had his lips on mine and both of us were engrossed in a deep make out session.

His hand slid up my skirt and he rubbed it up and down my thigh as I tried my best not to make any embarrassing noise.

I tugged at his hair as he bit my lip and groaned inside my mouth, which made my insides jump up and down in excitement.

He sat me on the desk and stood between my legs as he rather aggressively positioned my neck on the side and started kissing my collarbone and my neck, making me tug at his hair even harder as I wrapped my legs around his torso.

"You wouldn't fucking beli-oh," the door opened and a very cheery Alex made his way inside but stopped short in his tracks when he realised what he walked into.

"Oh wow. Fuck, when did this happen?!" he excitedly asked completely ignoring whatever position we were in and I was positive my face was redder than a tomato.

"For once in your life, couldn't you have waited for a few minutes, dickhead," Mr. Rhodes said. He didn't even look angry anymore, just disappointed.

"What? Two of my friends are making out on a fucking office desk and I miss the opportunity to walk in on them. Hell nah," he waved it off and stood there with a proud expression on his face as I tried not to drown in embarrassment.

Later that day Mr. Rhodes called me in his office and yet again I turned into a stuttering mess who didn't know what two plus two was.

"Have a seat," he nodded in the direction of the chair right in front of him, "What took you so long?"

"Um.. I was just finishing up a project...." I bit my lip and kept looking at my lap in nervousness.

"Hmm. Well, we're out going tomorrow night," he stated.

"We are?" I lifted my eyes up towards him in excitement and he just smirked.

"Well..if you don't want to then I-"

"I'll be ready," I cut him off and gave him a sly smile to which he responded with a chuckle.

After that, just like that, he pinned me against the wall and kissed me like there was no tomorrow as once again all of my sane thoughts were thrown out of the window.

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The evening came quicker than I had expected and before I knew I was running out of the shower towards my closet and screaming because I couldn't find the dress I thought I'd wear.

After half an hour of a lot of cursing, falling flat on my face, stumbling in and out of the bathroom, I finally made it and satisfyingly smiled at myself in the mirror.

I grabbed my phone, and all but flew downstairs because according to the clock, he was supposed to be here any minute.

I paced back and forth in the living room as my eyes jumped from the clock to the door and vice versa.

After fifteen minutes of waiting, I got tired, so I sat down on the couch and looked at my phone for any messages from him regarding his not-so-punctual behaviour.

Relax Isabelle, it's only been fifteen minutes.

I started playing a game on my phone to kill time, but my mind was still distracted because let's just face it, Mr. Rhodes being half an hour late for something? Bitch, please.

Maybe he forgot? I asked myself, but then again it was him we were talking about. How could just forget.

Just like that, an entire hour passed before I decided to give him a call. His number went straight to voicemail which got me even worried.

Two hours passed by like an eternity and I finally gave up on waiting for him. I bet he was really really busy with something so he couldn't make time. I wasn't even angry anymore, more like hurt, but I guess that's what you get when you're fantasizing about going to La La Land with your boss for whom work was and will always be the first priority.

I changed back into my pajamas after waiting for another half hour and crawled under the sheets as I sighed and tried not to over think about it.

Just please be okay.

Was the last thing on my mind before I drifted off to a deep slumber.