The Office Blind Date Ch 1 소설 & 이야기

“Now stop frowning and go to the table. Give the man a chance.” “Uncle Pete…” “Have a good day, Rainbow. And please, be nice to Andre for me, okay?” Before I could even breathe, the line went dead. I just stood there, frozen, staring at my phone like it might change the words I just heard. Leon leaned in. “Blind date?” “Apparently,” I muttered. “Told ya!” He whispered. I looked up just as we reached table five. A man in an expensive-looking suit stood up.

eleDATE" - catchy rite? But the gist is that I will ride the elevator each morning from top to bottom, and I gotta ryde it with a man from the office 🙃. I will blinfold so that I won't know who it is 🫣🤫. Then, I will choose to go on another ridee with them or send them home. Well not home but ya kno. It's like workplace speed dating. Anywhooo I'm not sure I explain correctly right now but I tell you more in person. Can't wait to strt. Okay bye. -Kyla Adams "What. The. Fuck," I said the second I finished reading. "Is it bad?" Cole asked, sitting beside me on my bed. "Yes it's bad! What were we thinking!? I don't want to date the men in the office! And I certainly don't want to do it blindf

) ******************** BLIND BILLIONAIRE BRIDE (They call it madness but he calls it love) EPISODE NINETY ONE THEME: She is hurting CHICAGO, UNITED STATES OF AMERICA AT LINT CORPORATION FEW DAYS LATER “Is Ian Bryant in his office?” Ethan demanded as he stepped into the area. “Yes sir. Do you have an appointment with him?” Grace asked with a raised eyebrow because she has never seen him around the office before. “No. I don’t have an appointment with him. But I want to see him this minute! Is that his office?” Ethan started towards the office. Grace stood up immediately and followed him. “Sir, you can't go in. I will call the security on you. Please you can’t go in...sir...”

My eyes were closed but my mind couldn't stop thinking about her for a second and the most strange thing, I couldn't stop thinking about him, too. I slowly opened my eyes. I was still sleeping on the couch. My chest heaved as I let out a breath. My body felt stiff. I rubbed my hand over my neck. It was six. It was my first day in the office. I was going to see him, Chris Rayden. I was hoping to see my niece too. Which was impossible.

All three girls scattered excitedly, chatting among themselves. I came up to him, craning my neck to hold his gaze and standing in his shadow. “I wanted to spend some time with you before the day kicked off,” he murmured softly, brushing his knuckles across my cheek. “Even if only in the car.” This man was everything a woman could possibly wish for. Everything I wanted. FROM THE MOMENT we arrived at the office, the madness kicked off the workday. Chance had conference calls booked for the entire day. Kimberly and I had a long laundry list of tasks to complete, scrambling to get Chance information he needed before his next call.

The least I could do was make her feel comfortable. I slammed the empty glass down on my desk and picked up a file, staring at it and trying to decipher the words. The figures were beginning to blend into one another now, and my vision was beginning to swim. I couldn't do this. Suddenly someone barged into my office and I jerked my head up, slightly rattled by the noise. It was Chloe my fiancee, and she looked as annoyed as ever. Was there any day she didn't look like she wanted to murder someone?

She felt the quiet tension from across the room like a thread pulling her attention toward his office as she took another subtle glance at the door. Finally, the door opened. She didn’t need to look up to know who it was. His shoes clicked sharply against the marble floor as he approached her desk. “Emma,” he began, his voice smooth and teasing. “We’re going on a date tomorrow.” Emma’s eyes flickered toward him, her eyebrows furrowing. “What?” she replied, her voice edging with disbelief. She leaned back in her chair, crossing her arms as she took in his serious expression. Christopher leaned against the side of her desk, eyes fixed on hers. “I’ve decided that’s the best way to prepare for t

Then, like I belong exactly where I am, I open the door to the closet and stride out. No sign of Heather. Thank God. Just thinking about her reminds me of Marcie. I spent all week planning that date. I even had a bottle of champagne in the car, if things went in a champagne direction. All that effort, and she just— I shake my head. I’m normal. I’m just replacing the copier’s paper and grabbing some coffee. When I return to my desk, there’s a sticky note on my monitor in Scott’s jagged scrawl. Meet me in my office when you have a minute.

She’d worked with large companies so she knew where to look, what was important and what wasn't. But she still needed a hand, and Chloe wasn't back yet. Just as Arabella reached for her phone, the door opened. Chloe slipped inside, scanning the room. Her eyes went wide when she saw Adrian at his desk, then found Arabella in the corner. “Good morning, Mr. Sterling,” she greeted but didn't wait for a response as she walked towards Arabella's desk. “Good morning, ma. I just heard about the office,” “Obviously nothing good about the morning.” Arabella rolled her eyes, watching Chloe sit on the chair across from her.

I give him a small smile and a nod, and he reaches out to squeeze my shoulder before leaving the office. Once the door closes, Dominic lifts his head from his hands and leans back in his chair, gripping the armrests. “How’d you even meet him?” he asks through clenched teeth. “Reid?” I ask. His teeth clench more, if that’s even possible. “Yes.” “If you must know, we went on a date.” “You. Went on a date. With Reid Thomas. The beta who doesn’t want a mate.” “I didn’t know it was going to be Reid when I agreed to go on the date. We found each other on date-to-mate.”