Eighth Message

Early in the morning, you came to the office earlier than other coworkers. Walking into the pantry, you were just about to pour hot water for your coffee when a voice suddenly came from behind, "Can you pour me a cup of water?"

You turned around and realized it's the CEO. Without saying anything more, you picked up a plastic cup on the side to get water for him. When you handed him the cup of water, he didn't take it, but hold your hand and slowly lowered himself.

With his lips closed to the rim of the cup, he gently lifted your hand, guiding the tilt ever so slightly. The water trickled smoothly along the edge, slipping past his lips as he swallowed, his Adam's apple moving with the motion.

His grip remained steady, fingers warm against your skin, as if savoring not just the drink but the moment itself.

After drinking, he straightened up, a look of obvious triumph appearing on his face. You reacted by hastily pulling your hand back, glancing around nervously for fear of being seen by other coworkers.

"Getting nervous, are you?"The CEO watched your reaction and narrowed his eyes, a smile in his eyes if anything, as if he was enjoying your panic.

You opened your mouth to say something, but realized that no matter how you explained it, it seemed powerless. All you can do is shove the cup of water at him, "Haven't you had enough water? Go pour it yourself."

A low laugh escaped from his throat, his voice was deep and light, he gave a low "hmmm" and took a step back to give you some space.

Just then, the male secretary walked in, humming his little song cheerfully, and sighed, "Today is another beautiful day..." Until he saw the flirtatious atmosphere between you and the CEO, his face turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye: my goodness, I've ruined the CEO's special moment!

The coffee cup in his hand almost couldn't be gripped, he pointed to the door with difficulty and lowered his voice, "You guys continue,continue...I didn't see anything."

After saying that, he backed out as fast as he could, almost tripping over his own feet.

You glared exasperatedly at someone who started it all, took your own coffee, and left. The CEO also followed you, that smirk-laden gaze following you at every step.

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You returned to the office area in a hurry on your feet, casually placing your coffee on the table, and hadn't long sat down when a message popped up on your cell phone screen.

"Running so fast, afraid I'll eat you?"

The CEO contacted you again with that anonymous application, and you were about to say something back to him when your eyes caught a glimpse of his figure walking slowly through the office area. He was purposely slowing down his steps and swept a seemingly casual glance in your direction. And your eyes met his, the cold and restrained face became gentle, the depth of the eyes rippled with a gentle smile.

At that moment, your heart is like being brushed by a feather, tingling sensation spread through the heart, there is no place to hide.

"Walking so slowly, afraid of not seeing me?"

Looking at the message you sent out, you wanted to withdraw it, but saw that it was close to the time of the meeting, so you closed the phone and took the materials to the conference room.

When you got to the conference room, you picked a seat as far away from him as possible so that you could focus more. Instead, he looked at you and pointed to the empty seat beside him, "Sit here."

You almost roll your eyes in front of everyone, can you pretend you didn't hear that? But your coworkers looked at you, so you had to walk over and greet him politely, "Boss."

In your mind: inexplicable.

Moved the chair away from a little, found that the distance was still the same, it turned out that the CEO also quietly move himself. Colleagues watched the subtle interaction between you, each of them tacitly exchanged glances.

Halfway through the meeting, although the person next to you listened attentively to the secretary's report, but the elbow moved slightly, fingertips silently touched the back of your hand. You were so shocked that you retracted your hand under the table and glared at him. But he continued to listen to the report as if nothing had happened.

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It's hard to make it till the end of the meeting, so you quickly packed up your papers while it's still crowded and get ready to slip away.

"You stay."The CEO called your name.

"...Something wrong?"You turned to look at him.

"Afraid I wouldn't see you."This late reply became a boomerang that hitting you with unerring precision.

The conference room was quiet for a second the moment those words came out. Colleagues who had just packed up their documents and were ready to leave, their movements froze and their footsteps obviously slowed down.

No one dared to directly surrounded you, and the colleagues who had already packed up and stood up pretending to continue packing again.

Walked out of the door a few steps of, the male secretary secretly stepped back, standing in the doorway pretending to fiddle with the decorations on the wall of the conference room. His gossip radar has been aimed at the target.

"Oh, boss, what a sense of humor."You gave a fake chuckle trying to muddle through.

"It's true, I was afraid I won't see you."The CEO's tone is smooth, with no intention of taking that back.

"That's not the point..."What is he talking about?

His eyes looking on your face, his tone carrying a hint of inscrutable meaning, "Here's the answer, are you satisfied?"

You are not satisfied, very much so.

"If there's nothing else, I'll go ahead and do my work."

"Go to my office later and discuss it properly."He suddenly became serious and proper again.

"Okay."This man was fickle.

He raised his head and swept his gaze lightly over the people around. The coworkers immediately sped up their movements and lined up one by one towards the door.

Some pretended to answer the phone, some finally packed up their documents and slipped away faster than they could leave work. The remaining male secretary didn't see the CEO's gaze because he was crouching near the doorway, picking at the decorations on the wall that were about to fall.

Senior secretary felt empty around and missing something, suddenly remembered that she left "something". Back to the conference room, pulled up the male secretary's collar and dragged him away.

"I'm not ready yet!"The male secretary gesticulated his hands in the air, but still failed to resist the senior secretary.

The corner of your mouth twitched, this company has so much talent. One by one, they are potential actors.

Closing the document in his hand, CEO's voice was calm and did not allow you to doubt, "See you later."

"Noted, boss."

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Pushing the door of the office, you saw the focused and calm face sitting behind the desk. Seeing you enter, he lifted his chin in a gesture, "Close the door and sit down."

Sitting down in front of him, you opened the files and notes you brought with you, "Boss, what you want to discuss is..."

Without answering, he looked at your file, casually flipping through a few pages, and asked, "Any thoughts on the meeting you just had?"

His rare seriousness makes you a little uncomfortable, and you quickly adjust to organize your thoughts, "The project just discussed was...I noticed a lack of careful analysis of market demand, as well as a lack of comparison with competitors."

He nodded and asked you to continue.

You seriously analyzed the proposal, the bottlenecks might encounter and what needed to be optimized. When you finished, his serious face became gentle, "Good analysis, you can make further progress."

"Thank you boss."But suddenly, you remembered that there was a person in the meeting just now who clearly teased you secretly.

"Tomorrow...Are you free?"Strange, why do you hear nervousness in the CEO's tone of voice?

"Still have to work on day off?"You look puzzled, not seeing that his face instantly darkened.

"Date."He leaned back in his chair, with tone smooth.

"What?"You thought you heard wrong.

"A date, going out together."He repeated it again.

Your brain can't kept up with him and you hesitated for a few seconds, pointing to yourself, "With me?"

"Otherwise?"He laughed at your response.

But your relationship, and dating...You blinked, what is this? What is this relationship, without a real confession?

You knew, of course, that those moments of intimacy weren't just your imagination. the warmth of your fingertips running across them, the kiss that day...It's all real things that happened. But you haven't heard him say "together", and he seems to tacitly agree that you should understand his attitude.

Rational mind told you to ask, but you couldn't bring yourself to say it.

You stared into his eyes, trying to find the answer in those eyes. He just looked at you with a slight sideways glance. What you don't realize is that his heart is beating out of rhythm, "What? Already have plans?"

"No."You spoke softly.

"Then it's settled."His joy was hard to hide.

Tomorrow, the relationship must be defined clearly.