48

Isabella 48.

I was stunned for the whole duration of ascension towards my office floor. I could not believe that I was standing beside the father of my fake fiance. I tried to stay calm and smiled through out the elevator ride. I rubbed my hands together as I tried to remain calm. The ride was painfully long and the tension was growing by the second. And for a minute I tried to wonder whether he even knew someone was with him in this elevator.

Come on Isabella you can do this.

"How long have you been working here?" The man asked me in a friendly manner finally breaking the tension.

Finally.

"I actually just got the job few weeks ago and it's been hectic ever since," I replied as honest as possible.

"You seem like you could handle it," He told me.

He seems nice. But his face is grumpy.

"I hope so," I answered earnestly. The elevator doors slid open and I was surprised to find the three of them waiting.

I stepped out uncertain of what was going on. Dami