THE FEARED BOSS

"You look just perfect!" He adds.

I should laugh at his joke, but I prevent myself from doing so. Perfect, my foot! Maybe he wanted to say it naked, but his tongue slipped. And this smile—is it a real smile or a sarcastic smirk? Why now, after he has been all gloomy and mute since he picked me up?

"Really? This is the definition of perfection, according to you." I snapped, looking into his eyes.

"It is a perfect change." He takes my hands in his, giving them a kiss on their backs. He is serious about being okay with me this way. He adds, standing two inches or three taller above me than usual because I am mostly in heels, apart from today. Thanks to his crazy idea of changing me today, because now I feel like a dwarf in front of him. "I wanted to see you differently today. Without your signature floral wear. Shall we?" His face brims with a small, genuine smile.

Alright. But honestly, couldn’t he have found something more descent than this shitty dress? "Where are we going?" I ask, hesitating to take a step.

"Somewhere nice and quiet." What sort of answer is that?

"It's also nice and quiet here, don't you think so?" I implore.

"Are you afraid? It's just a harmless date, Gia. Trust me." He assures me, although I don’t think I can trust him.

"You mentioned a flight. Are we going out of town? I just need to know." It is a harmless question.

"Do you know what I need?" I raise an eyebrow. "I need you to shut your sweet mouth. You will have more than enough time to speak later on." Okay. Why do I feel like I am taking myself into a slaughterhouse? I am afraid but entralled at the same time. I have come this far. I can't back out now. Besides, it's Deep that I am going out with. He is totally harmless. What is the worst he can do to me? He puts his right index finger under my chin, making me look at him. "So, will you come with me? Remember, you are not allowed to say no." Aah! So, why is he asking me then? He should have forced me out the moment I started asking questions.

"Can I borrow your cologne? I am afraid I might sweat and start smelling like shit." I say. I want to smell like him. I feel like that rich scent is going to give me the courage I need to walk in this damn dress.

"What's going to make you sweat?" Huh? I hope this is not one of those words again. Then again, he wouldn’t ask if it wasn’t.

"Mr. Moore, the mere thought that I don't know where you are taking me is making the atmosphere too hot for me." I say.

"Are you sure it's not me who is making you hot?" He asks, standing so dangerously close.

What? He is making me hot. I am not even hot! I actually feel cold because of how much my bare skin is exposed. I might start shaking the moment we walk out into the cold air. But wait, why do I feel like my ears are burning and my cheeks are heating up? I think my body differs from my brain. I am thinking one thing and feeling another thing. Oh, me!

"Your cologne. Are you giving me or not?" I ask, dodging his question.

"I will give you that and everything else you will need." He walks to his closet to hopefully get the cologne. He might as well bring anything else that he thinks I will need. I don't know, but when he starts talking like that, when things start flowing in this direction, I get horny, hot, and sweaty.

The sweet scent of his cologne being sprayed on me distracts me, and I breathe in its sweet, alluring scent. It smells so good and is calming. "That's all?" He asks, and I nod my head. He returns the cologne and then returns, wrapping his arm around my waist again and pulling me with him out of the door.

The general receptionist is still here. Thankfully, she is not in a mood to smile this time, but the look she is giving us is that of a jealous bitch! Goodness! Easy, bitch! Your jealousy will not win this hot guy for you. I give her a bitchy smile and snuggle closer to Deep. We get to the lift, and a floor down, it stops opening.

My! Is it time for the employees to close for the day? A lot of people are flooding the corridor, waiting for the lifts. The look on their faces when they spot us, huh? They bow slightly and hesitate to walk in, I guess avoiding or showing respect to their boss, but Deep sighs for them to come in. He pulls me to the right corner of the lift as the employees start walking in one by one, until the lift can't take anymore.

Thanks to him, I am pressing on him because the lift is full to capacity. The good part is that he is protecting me with his arms around my waist. I feel like resting my head on his chest to feel more comfortable, but I decide not to act like I am enjoying this so much. He must be a very respected or feared boss. Everybody fell quiet the minute they walked in. There isn't any movement or sound in here. Are they even breathing? It feels like they are holding their breaths.

Thankfully, the lift stops on the ground floor. They all squeeze themselves sideways, leaving a way out in the center to let their boss through first. Deep and I walk out, and the people along the corridor show the same respect for their boss. The weather is as cold as I expected, and it slaps me hard the moment we walk out. I hope I don't develop a cold fever before this date starts. We get into a white chopper and settle in; fear settles in me too. I am not afraid that he will do something bad to me. I trust him completely.

But it's twenty minutes past six, and we are going on a date outside the city. Where exactly? And how long is this date going to take? "Are you afraid that I might be kidnapping you?" Kidnapping? Even if he was, I am too late to do anything now because we are about to take off. I adjust my seat belt according to the flight attendant's advice and breathe in deeply.

"Will it sound weird if I say I am not?" I ask, and he stares at me.

"I highly doubt that." We get a notification that the flight is now taking off, and he takes my hand, pressing it in his, and that relieves some tension. I feel the plane taking off and speeding on the ground, and I look outside, enjoying the view as we start flying high from the ground like I always do. I close my eyes and wait to see where he is taking me.