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Chapter two: Love at First Sight

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last update Tanggal publikasi: 2025-12-02 04:24:51

"Raven, you here already?"

"Yes, Laura, it is important that i get this job." 

"Please sit. I'll be with you shortly."

She sat in the reception as she spoke to Laura, who was busy with some files in the front desk.

"Just hold on a little. Santiago will be here soon." 

She said as Ravenna flipped through the magazine that she found on the table. Upon lifting her face to the sound of Laura's voice. She  was awestruck by the breath taking man who walked in. His long silver hair rested just above his majestic shoulders. His blue piercing eyes focused on Ravenna as he walked in confidently. He was a god without a doubt. His atheletic built body was hidden perfectly inside the white shirt that only revealed his upper chest. His cologne, strong, yet inviting.

"He smells expensive."

She thought to herself.

She drowned herself in his absolutely charming eyes, who wouldn't love this gorgeousness in front of her. She was jolted to consciousness by several snapping of his fingers. She blinked repeatedly before responding to him.

"Hey! Are you going to be my new personal cleaner?

"Yes...yes, I would like to believe so, sir." She swallowed an invisible lump in her throat. 

"Follow me then!" He walked past her heading into his office, and she followed immediately behind him.

His office was neatly arranged with files stacked on a shelf by the left towards the window.

From the incriptions on the posters on the wall, she concluded that it was a private investigative firm.

"So, what can I call you?"

Okay, "Ravenna Nickolas,"  her voice came rather shaky. He was by far one of the most attractive men she had seen... she tried to look away, but it was almost impossible because his cologne was too hard to be ignored. This part of Medellin had very polish looking men.

"So you will do the cleaning of only this office... what that means is nobody but you is permitted entrance to this office. You can not touch my files...yes you can keep them neat, but none of it is your business after cleaning. Are we cleared?"

    

His voice even though husky could pass off as her addiction. She was drooling over her new boss..."Hey Ravenna, get a grip of yourself!" She slapped herself to consciousness even though her voice wasn't audible, but the slap was.

"Ravenna, are you sure you're okay?"

"Yes....mr...."

"Matoe, just Matoe." While he was still speaking, a man strolled into the office nonchallantly without even  knocking as if he too owned the office, Matoe had no problem with it. Just a few moments ago, she could swear she had seen the most attractive  person in Medellin. What she did not know was that God had only just started His creation. This man was perfect, dark hair neatly cut to perfection. He had a single scar that cut across the upper end of his eye brow, it didn't dent his beauty, infact it made him more alluring His eyes shaped like an almond and the color like that of the colombia sun, Gold mixed with brown, his aura was present, he smiled as he greeted his friend but he didn't look like one who did that often. He wore a perfectly tailored suite, a white shirt which was botton only enough to reveal the gold chain and his clean hairfree chest. He looked like a god from the fairytales she read when she was a kid. His jawline was sharp and piercing even though it accentuated his look. In all his hotness, there was a lingering danger in those charming eyes.

"Matoe, you finally decided to grace us with your presence."

 He said with a more husky voice than that of Matoe. He gave Matoe a big hug like someone he hadn't seen for ages. 

"Man, I have missed you a great deal. And you have missed the town's hottest happenings. But not to worry, I will keep you updated."

She was still standing right there fronzen in her spot but drooling over these men that stood right before her like gods of beauty.

"I have missed you so much, Ortega, and I can't wait for you to show me around town. Let's catch up as old times. Meanwhile..." he said, turning to face Ravenna.

"This is Ravenna, my personal office keeper.." Ortega's attention was drawn to her...he gave her an intense gaze; looking intently into her eyes, the kind that sent shivers down spines, it was lingering and  lustful. He gaze slowly trailed her neck and then her bust  all the way down to her legs, licking his lips like he was served some sort of desert he couldn't wait to devour. 

"She looks... looks appeitizing...I can eat her up at a sitting."

She felt embarrassed by how up front he was. Her stomach tightened at the sound of that, but it was a feeling that she liked, unexplainable but suiting. 

"Ortega, that's my personal office cleaner!" Matoe snapped.

"I know, but she is way too attractive to take my eyes off...." he was cut in track by Matoe's stern but calm voice.

"Stop it, Ortega! You may leave. You resume tomorrow, Laura will let you in on all the details you will need to function effectively. Don't be late."

She hurriedly  left the office without a word or acknowledgement, head bent facing the floor. Laura sat at her desk.

"Laura, you didn't tell me your boss was drop-dead gorgeous, and then his friend looks deadly but still one of the most attractive ismen I have seen all my life." Laura couldn't help but laugh.

"Hahaha... Rave those guys are way out of your league. I hope you know that? Wait, why are you sweating?"

"Yeah, yeah, I know, but what harm is there in admiring God's delibrate creation? Meanwhile, Matoe's friend couldn't get a grip of himself when he saw me... Apparently, my class isn't that low as you presume."

"You mean Ortega? I have never seen Ortega wear a delibrate smile, let alone hit on a lady... Are you sure?"

"Of cause I am sure, okay...what do you call this?" Rave stood demonstrating the exact same thing that Ortega had done while she was inside Matoe's office, bitting the tips of her lips at the end of the session while both friends bursted in a boisterous laughter even though they had  tried so hard to keep it in, it was pointless, because their voices still caught Matoe's attention inside his office. He walked out to check out the reason for the outburst.

"Hey girls! Is everything okay?"

"Yes, Matoe, we are alright, just trying to give Raven some orientation on her role as your office cleaner."

"Right about that ,make sure you don't leave anything out."

"Sure, Matoe, be sure that I won't leave anything out."

In less than a minute, Ortega joined the trio.

"Am I missing something?"

"Not at all. Ortega, we should leave now... let me pick up the documents."

Matoe went into his office briefly but gave enough time for Ortega to slide  his card to Ravenna while giving her the call me sign. Matoe was out in a few minutes, and they both left the premises.

"So you were serious about him wanting to eat you up?" She nooded frantically.

"Well, he's cute, so I can let my friend be with him." She teased 

"I know, but I can't shake off the feeling that there is something about him." 

"You're thinking too much Raven all I can see is one hell of a sexy dude who has already fallen deeply for you."

"But I think I prefer Matoe. He is put together, drop dead gorgeous, and looks more responsible than Ortega." She lamented.

"Let me remind you, Rave, Matoe is your boss. You work for him."

"I should be leaving now before i run late for my other job."

We both know you have three more hours to play around with." She said, checking her time to make sure she was in sync.

"Ohh my bad, to be more precise, you have four hours and twelve minutes before you go for your next job." She concluded.

"So you have my entire schedule at your fingertips?" They both chuckled. "Are you sure it's not you I should be in a relationship with?"

As Ortega stepped out of his car...he dial a number on his phone and waited for a response.

"Santiago, I sent you a name. Look her up and give me details on everything about her. Don't leave anything out." Diego instructed the person on the other end.

"Yes, Don, you will get it." Came Santiago's voice.

" I suspect you want to look into my new employee?" Matoe asked, looking at him with suspicion in his eyes.

"Matoe, it's nothing much, just me being inquisitive... She looks really interesting."

"Just inquisitive...or you want her? You don't get inquisitive about random girls on the street, do you?"

Come on, Matoe, you know I am not really interested in girls like that, but something hits differently about this one. Come off it, Matoe, let's go in and have a drink."

The evening came more swiftly than he had imagined.

Ortega's phone beeped, and it was Santiago. A message had popped up that made him give that cunning smile.

"How small can this world be, really?" Santiago also left her phone number along with the text.

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