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the no nonsense CEO

Aldo offered Sarah a ride to town. Of course she accepted it, it’s

not like she had another means of getting there. There was so much

work to be done, she was quite proud of herself for getting this far.

Without, you know, breaking down. She tried her best, it was bestie’s

wedding after all.

The car ride took almost two hours and the whole time Sarah

was going over her duties in her head trying to create the schedule in

her mind and get things in order. The sited next to her, Aldo was quite

busy himself, staring endlessly at his tablet. Seemed to be going over

some work. Sarah stopped for a moment. He was so focused, if she

stole a glance he wouldn’t notice would he? She took one look, just one

look, and quickly retracted her gaze. He was too beautiful, too much to

comprehend with just one glance so she looked again. Unfortunately

the second time wasn’t as stealthy as she had hoped it would be. Their

eyes suddenly met, caught up in a super tensed atmosphere, there was

no way to look away. She suddenly felt like a child who had been

caught doing something bad. Then his lips parted and he said a few

words, none that she heard. She was completely mesmerized and

chose to indulge in the sensations around her. His brown eyes, the

perfect nose bridge, lips that were just the right size shape and

plumpness, a chiseled chin, prominent cheek bones and such a defined

jawline. His face was enough, why did his body have to also be so good?

And as if those were not enough, his composure, his aura, all the tiny

gestures he made –there was no denying the fact that this man was

fine.

As he spoke, she watched his Adam’s apple bob up and down,

his lips slowly opened and closed and his sexy voice carried and

inaudible charm. He was audible enough, she could not hear himthough. This thirsty woman was focused on other things until she heard

him call out here name.

“Sarah?” he said with slightly furrowed brows. She had been looking

at him the whole time but he felt like she wasn’t listening.

“Huh? Yea?” she quickly snapped out of her dazed state hoping she

wasn’t caught. Too late sweetie.

“I asked when you will be done today. Do you need a ride to your

hotel afterwards, I can one of my drivers to come pick you up, just to

make sure you are safe.”

“Oh, no need for that. I’ll be just fine. Thank you for bring me all the

way here, I’m truly grateful.” She just realized the car had stopped and

she was in front of the Canossa’s family house.

“It was my pleasure. Enjoy your day.” He said smiling with his eyes.

“I’ll try, enjoy yours too. It was nice meeting you Mr. Accardi.”

She said with a quick smile as the driver opened her door. She stepped

out and waved at the vanishing car. Taking a deep breathe she rang the

bell and shortly after the gate was open. “Well, here goes nothing” she

thought to herself as she walked into the formidable building.

On the other end of the city a black Benz drives into the parking lot

of a huge building. About a dozen people wait patiently as the man in

the passenger sit gets out of the car. With a bow the all great him in

unison. Not a word escapes his lips. He starts walking towards the

elevator and the people behind him follow him cautiously. A young

woman quickly goes Ove what seems to be his schedule for the day. His

face remains expressionless as he listens to her speak. The littlesecretary struggles to keep up with his long strides, by the time his

steps come to a halt in front of the elevator her breath is heavy and

uneven.

Without looking at her he says, “you should work out more, you

look like you are about to faint. Unless you expect me to slow down for

you.” He said the last part with a dangerous look in his eyes. She could

sense it in his voice and quickly responded.

“Not at all sir, I’ll take care of it.” she had been working here for 8

months. That is longer that the last secretary and the one before that. It

was said that working for him was extremely difficult but so far she had

done her best because she couldn’t afford to lose her job.

She quickly regained her composure and as soon as the elevator

opened she motioned for him to get in and followed along with a

bodyguard. The rest of the guards took the stairs. They walked through

a corridor into the chairman’s office. The secretary took her seat at the

desk outside and the guard stood beside the door after opening it for

the chairman of A.S.R group of enterprises, Aldo Accardi to walk in.

Lana, the secretary could sense that the air round her boss was

different today almost like he was in a good mood. That was indeed

rare, this man’s temperament was like the weather in Antarctica, cold

and fucking pissed all year round. Was the sun about to shine in the

North Pole? The thought made her shiver.

Today it seemed not only Lana could tell the different in his

comportment. Even the executives and team leaders who had meetings

with him today found him particularly bearable. There was a lot of

chatter about it during lunch some speculated that he had fallen in

love. Others said he must have been impressed with the year’s revenue

quota. Yet a few said he may have been diagnosed with a fatal illness and was trying to make merits before his death. Whatever the case

their no nonsense CEO seemed to be in an undeniable good mood

today. Somehow, instead of putting everyone at ease his changed

bearing seemed to cause a great deal of uneasiness amongst the

workers. Everyone was on their toes. Who know why he’s so happy or

when his mood will change again. No one would want to upset him on

such a good day.

Through the ruckus he had caused, our CEO sat comfortably in his

office thinking about the sweet nothings that whispered into his ears

last night. It was already mid-July and summertime temperatures were

soaring, in this air conditioned luxury of an office Aldo’s mind

continued to linger and dwell on those thoughts so much so that he

couldn’t focus work anymore. What was she doing? Did she have lunch

yet? Was she properly shaded from the scorching sun? Should he text

her? Would she find that weird? These questions lingered on his mind

until he came up with a solution.

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