Ella's POV

I couldn't fall asleep again. I think I slept enough back on the plane. I sat up and took the chocolate that Lena pack in my bag and put it inside my mouth. I live in chocolate. I smile to myself. I'm satisfied with the sweet effect I have from the chocolate as I slump back to my bed.

My mind drifts back to earlier in the plane, remembering what happened... Everything. It was a dream but it felt so real. If I didn't know my boss any better, I would have thought he touch and caress my cheeks. The simple thought alone of him doing that got me excited.

But I know better.

He will never do that. I'm not his type he prefers celebrities and models to be specific. And how did I get to know about that, Simple: for the past weeks that I have work with him I have seen who he goes out with or not and almost every week he is with a different person.

I am not a model neither do I have a model's body, the shape and curves I don't have them.

What are you even talking about? My subconscious backs at me.

Yeah, you are right. He is my boss and there is no way he could have done that. I mean he wasn't the one.

It was just a dream. I concluded that even though the better part of my brain is in disagreement. I check the time again, we had about 15 minutes to the meeting so I went into his room to inform Mr. Grey. I walk in after a knock on the door.

"Sir, the meeting with Mr. Henry's company starts in 10 minutes and I have made all the necessary slides and files and everything we need in the conference room, and they will be here any moment sir."

"Thank you, Ella. I will just come." He said as I excuse him to go to the conference room and double-check everything while we wait for them to arrive to start with the meeting.

Three gentlemen walk in followed immediately by Mr. Grey.

The older and younger ones look alike, I think the young man should be his son. They had the same hair color and body structure. No doubt he could be his son or they are related in a way. The other man looked different from the two others with his brown hair gel backward, pointed nose, and with only his suit matching them.

They all look nice in their suits but my Grey looks handsome. His suit was hugging his perfect body structure and muscles.

"Mr. Grey, it is nice meeting you again." Mr. Henry said exchanging a firm handshake with Mr. Greg " and who is this beautiful young lady, I don't happen to know her? Mr. Henry asked.

"Good afternoon Mr. Henry, I'm Ella, Ella Laurence, and Mr. Grey's personal assistant. Nice meeting you Mr. Henry." I introduced myself professionally while shaking his extended hand toward me.

" and is nice to you too miss Laurence. " he smiles shaking my hand much gently than he shook Mr. Greys.

He introduces the other man as his secretary and the younger one his son. So I was right?

The man he introduced as John his son, shook my hand for a little too long winking at me. I look down away from his face and trying to free my hand with a smile. Though I was boiling inside, I still smiled.

" Please, let get started with the meeting, shall we?" My Greg prompted. John quickly let my hand go as we took our seat.

Thank you, sir, you just saved me. I mumble under my breath.

We discuss the pros and cons of the new project for both companies. After two hours of discussion, the meeting was cut, and to be finally the next day.

During the meeting I realized John couldn't stop staring at me when I was giving the presentation on the pros of the project, he continued even when I took my seat afterward.

After that, we all said our goodbyes as I took the lift with Mr. Grey back to the hotel room.

There is something off about his mood.

He seems to be annoyed.

Did I do any mistakes in the presentation?

What got him in such a bad mood?

From what I know of my boss, it could be personal, because if it's business he would have certainly talked about it. He doesn't joke with his business.

But how do I ask him? I was debating with my self when he walks away from me and entered his room.