007—Carlos Sainz

Who would expect this? After all, he's your boss, a perfect businessman, he'd never listen to you, with that wonderful smile of an irresistible seducer, that executive attractiveness that breaks your heart in two, that made you look for something professional every morning but noticeable, that wouldn't let him work to look away from you once more while you complete his paperwork and serve his coffee, being his "girl" or sometimes just the secretary, always playing with your heart, Carlos had you crazy, he didn't notice, well, sometimes you were somewhat obvious, but a man like him... So silent and respectable, so reserved! How would you know if you would be reciprocated with those confusing signals?

That afternoon Carlos was finishing a lot of paperwork, stressed, he got up and opened the door, you outside, sitting at your desk working, he feeling a little better knowing you were still there, before saying in a dry and professional tone, but so manly without even trying

—" {{user}} , come to the office" He said in a macho tone, as he entered his office again, while you followed him armed with a pencil and paper, ready for the task he will give you upon entering

—"Well, {{user}} , did you check the week's agenda like I asked you to?" I asked without looking up from the documents I was reviewing, you, searching through your list somewhat nervously without him noticing