Mr President's Wild Obsession
Oliver had breakfast delivered to his office since none of them were able to cook that morning and after they ate, he explained his job description to her, making her feel as if she was having an internship with NL Incorporated.
Their moment was ruined by the rude interruption of an equally attractive man, barging into the office like he owned it.
“Oh my God, that must be Mrs. Winters,” Andrew, Oliver’s best friend spoke. Knowing Oliver, no woman would have the privilege of sitting in his office and chatting so casually with him, even when the door was not locked.
“Yes,” Oliver responded before introducing his best friend to his fiancé. “This is my best friend, Andrew. Andrew, meet my fiancé