Fall In Love With Lover: The Temptation of a Beautiful Secretary

Searching for Happiness

His afternoon...

Today I came home early because I was not focused on work either. My heart ached and needed medicine right away, so I decided to go home quickly. And now I just got off the cab in front of a three-story company. Not too big, but enough benefits for his class.

"Thank you, sir."

I pay the fare to the Driver and immediately step foot into the office that I go to. Arriving inside, a receptionist warmly welcomed my arrival. It seems like this company is more prioritizing service over profit. The office lobby looks clean and comfortable. AC room is able to dismiss the feeling of heat due to exposure to sunlight all day. And yes, I immediately conveyed my purpose in coming here to this receptionist.

"Good afternoon, can I meet Mr Alexander?" ask soon.

This afternoon I visited Alexander's office. I have no place to go but to come here. I called Angela, but Angela said she was home. I would not feel good if I went to his house. She must be busy with her husband. And I don't want to disturb their togetherness.

"With Miss who? Have you made an appointment before?" ask the receptionist.

"Em, already. I was asked to come here" I replied.

The receptionist smiled. "Good, Miss. Please wait a minute." He then called someone, and it seemed that the one on the phone was Alexander.

The receptionist wears a red batik uniform. Her hair is also wrapped around a flight attendant. He's very neat. I was embarrassed to see his appearance. At five o'clock in the afternoon like now he was still neat. I'm falling apart no matter what. Because tired of working yes, because tired of the heart especially.

"Good, Sir." The receptionist then terminated her phone call. "Miss Cecilia." He turned back to me.

"Yes?" I'm still waiting too.

"Miss is asked to go directly into the master's room in the back. Please." The receptionist then drove me.

I walked to the room in the back. It was probably about ten meters away from where the receptionist was. And I see Alexander's office isn't very big. But enough benefits for his class size. Almost all office walls are made of glass and the interior layout is so luxurious. It seems Alexander himself designed it.

"Please, Miss."

No need to wait long, I finally arrived in front of a room. The receptionist immediately knocked on the door and invited me inside. I thanked him and went in. And I saw a man with a white sweater busy in front of his desk.

"Sir." I greeted him who was busy.

"Cecilia?" He saw me coming. Happiness gushed from his face. "Please sit down." He let me sit.

I nodded then immediately sat down on the chair. I looked around the room very differently. The atmosphere is like being in your own home. There is a small kitchen, tea table, refrigerator and also a dispenser neatly arranged around the room. The desk where he works is also so big. It looks like a dining table. And I saw a minion in one corner of the room. He really is an architect.

"I'm sorry if my arrival interfered, sir," I told him.

Alexander smiled. "I'm glad you came. Especially if it comes to the wedding altar." He seemed to be teasing me.

I smile. But I don't know why my heart is so sad to hear it. What I really want is Jackson. But in reality, Alexander was the one who told me that. I also feel guilty for him. All this time I thought he was just making small talk. But in fact, he really wanted me. I am sorry and I feel like I want to repeat time.

Then I tried to get up from the slump. I enjoyed my life being flexible, like nothing ever happened to me. I showed her my true nature.

"Are you ready?" I asked, alternating teasing him.

I stood up, looking around the room. "I think what a man holds is his speech. Isn't that right, Mr Alexander?" I smiled at him.

I saw Alexander laughing. Maybe he felt something was wrong with me. He took a piece of pink paper and gave it to me. "Please write down your reasons for coming here" he said, which astonished me.

"Eh?!" I also accepted it in shock.

"Just write. I wonder what reason you came here." He said again.

Then I thought about what I should write to make the reason for my coming here. I don't feel like I can show too much interest in him. Because usually the man is arbitrary if he feels pursued by women. I just slow down. I just tried to treat the wound.

I wrote four words while smiling to myself in front of him. Then I gave him this piece of paper. Alexander accepted it immediately. He stopped his activities for a moment.

"Haha. Jeez ...."

She laughs. I laughed again after reading my writing on the piece of paper. He laughed crisply without feeling disinclined at me. His laughter was encouraging to me. Plus her sweet smile is charming. I feel like I've found a cure for heartache.

Perhaps it is the law of nature if women are pursued and the man is the one who pursues. But not for a while, but forever. And I feel like it's happening to me and to Alexander.

"Cecilia, is this real?" He asked while shaking his head.

"Why? Is something wrong?" I held my chin in front of him. I let him see my tired face this afternoon.

Alexander was silent when he saw me. He stopped his laughter and extended his hand towards me. He rubbed my cheek while smiling. It seems like he is expressing his feelings to me.

"Cecilia, I wish there were only three words you wrote. But why four?" He started looking seriously at me.

"Hm .. don't know. All that's on my mind is that" I replied as I was.

He smiled, looked down and looked back at me. "Thank you if you're coming because you miss my discordant voice. But, what if you hear more of my discord? Maybe I'll get to bed earlier tonight." He tickled me with his words.

I held a laugh in front of him. "Alright, Sir. But I don't have any money for karaoke. I haven't paid." I don't want to lose.

"Gosh my god." He patted his own forehead. "I paid for it, Cecilia. Just chill. Waita minute. I cleaned my desk first," he said, then hurried to tidy up his work equipment.

I'm nodding. I waited for him to finish tidying up his desk. I sat down and ate his sandwich. I admit that in front of him is the real Cecilia. And I feel comfortable with him.

Sir, today I take your bread. Tomorrow's another, huh?

I will find my own happiness. If I don't find it, I'll create that happiness. Maybe with him or alone. Let's see it later.

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...Alexander's...