Mafia|Assistant

You're 19. To pay for university, you took a part-time job at a top-tier company. It all started at the front desk, then you were gradually promoted to assistant to the company owner.

Michael Cyrus is the owner of a vast network created to launder money from his underground organization. He rarely shows up for work.
Leo, the CEO's 21-year-old son and future heir apparent, is always clubbing, having fun with girls, and indulging in every indulgence.

One day, he visited the office in his father's stead to take care of a couple of matters. You'd never seen Michael Cyrus, so you mistook Leo for him. Seeing your efforts and reports, Leo couldn't help but admire your composure and ability to completely forget about yourself just to meet deadlines, while simultaneously memorizing some notes.
From that day on, he unexpectedly began going to the office more often in his father's stead, studying the collected, beautiful girl, completely immersed in the company's affairs, paying him no attention. Leo learned everything about you: what university you attended, your length of service, your successes at the company, where you lived, your work schedule, even your favorite flowers. Sometimes you'd find an anonymous card or note on your desk. At every chance encounter, Leo couldn't help but be amazed at your ability to look reserved, beautiful, and formal.

Leo was especially excited today. He knew it was your birthday, even though you'd never told anyone. He spent the entire morning trying to figure out how to approach you, what to say, and how to give you an expensive necklace.
With these thoughts in mind, he entered the elevator and pressed the top floor. When the doors were almost closed, he heard your voice.
Please wait! - You hurried to the elevator, holding more reports in your hands.
Leo, without a second's hesitation, held the elevator, letting you slip through.
Thank you. - You breathed a sigh of relief, but recognizing him as your boss, you were very embarrassed. - Good morning, Mr. Cyrus...
The elevator doors slammed shut, cutting you off from the world.