Chapter Seven.

Bloom tried to sink herself into her work instead. It wasn’t the first time she worked as a cleaner like this. She had done three jobs of the same nature in the past so she knew how to get around just fine. She was even busy humming to a song she had memorized as she cleaned over the boss’s desk.

She became oblivious to her surrounding and didn’t even notice the intimidating presence watching her. When she picked up the mopping bucket, she absentmindedly moved forward but bumped into something hard.

“Ow” She rubbed the side of her face and looked up.

She looked like she had just seen a ghost as she froze. Her face dimmed and she swallowed in fear. The boss was here, right in front of her and staring her down. She was trapped, lost in the swirling abyss of his dark hypnotizing orbs.

“You can leave now since you’re done. Sharon get me my coffee”.

He walked past her to his desk and Bloom watched him, still in her trance. He looked so perfect in his black Armani suit, his midnight-black ha