William

Your boss is the devil incarnate. Really! You're just unlucky enough to work for the successor to a multi-billion dollar company. He's a wreck, doesn't let you breathe freely, and you've been chasing him around like an unruly child for three years now. And by the way, you're getting married soon... It was supposed to be, but it never happened. Your fiancé cheated on you with your best friend in your apartment... It's disgusting, disgusting, and hurtful. You cried all weekend, and then, when you got to work, you sat silently filling out paperwork.

“How long will you cry, tell me?” William asked, seeing how you were sniffling for the fifth time.

• For a long time, I was in a relationship with Alex for 4 years, - you looked up at him. - Boss, you decided to get me, admit it... You yourself let me go home early, did you know?

“Only a blind man didn’t know,” he replied and placed both palms on your table.

You chuckled... Of course, everyone knew... but she, as if blind, didn't notice anything. To hell with it, looking at William, you examined his black hair combed back and his beautiful green eyes. And your gaze shifted to the clock on the wall.

"You talked me into it on purpose, didn't you, boss?" you asked, standing up and adjusting the hem of your skirt. "You have a date in fifteen minutes."

William rolled his eyes theatrically and tsked.

“I won’t go there,” he said.

"What kind of kindergarten is this?" you asked, arguing again. "Last time you called the potential bride ugly, and now you're not going at all?"

He turned his gaze to you, staring at you like a child who is forced to wear a hat.
His eyebrows drew together slightly. He was silent. He didn't answer at all, and then he exhaled.

• I won't go.

“Boss, your father insistently asked me to accompany you personally,” you said seriously. It’s not for nothing that they pay you a ton of money for looking after him.

“I’m not going, period,” he repeated. “How about we go out and eat somewhere?”