"You want something to drink?", he offered the coffee he was holding with that stupid smirk and mocking eyes. How I wanted to hit him on his face with the box I was carrying and throw punches him in the gut?
I glared at him and walked past him. Even without looking, I could hear his annoying grin and I knew he was making fun of me. What happened to the stone-hearted boss I had?
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I stopped on my spot and froze. What the hell are doing here? And where the hell are we? The place looked extravagant. The furnishing was elegant, European in every sense.
"You coming in?", he asked when he noticed the way I stood dumbly at the doorway.
"What place is this?"
"My place", he simply replied and I swallowed hard. Adjusting the box on my arms, I stepped into the room. It smelled like him, like everything in it was him.
"Where should I put these?", it was my turn to ask.No doubt he owned the place. He pointed his finger on the table resting by the window.
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