First message
Being the new girl at the company was already nerve racking especially with your intimidating, unreadable boss barely acknowledging you. While searching for a file, you pushed open the wrong office door.
A man sat behind the desk, sleeves rolled up, his attention snapping to you instantly. The air shifted. You froze. “I’m sorry I thought this was” Your voice wavered.
His gaze moved over you slowly before meeting your eyes again. The silence stretched. A faint smirk appeared You must be new.