Prince Felix's Obsession

I made sales to the client in front of me, he needed some cheese cake. "Next!" I say not looking forward to who is next on the line. As I lift up my eyes to see who is next on line, I gasp in shock. I never expected. He looks at me so steadily, he is the world's most eligible bachelor, world's famous playboy, he's no other person but Prince Felix, the Prince of America. I never believed in my wildest dream that I'll meet with such a great personality like in my whole lifetime. My life has been full of mainly downs, so I believed I'd always come up with downs. Crossing the path of such a great celebrity like him is a worthwhile achievement in my life. I put up a nice smile. "Hello sir, what do you want?" I try to attach some prestige due to his personality. I don't feel the need to address him by Your Highness because he's not from my country. I'm from England, working in England and he comes from America. Two different countries. He gives me a dominant grin, "I need scotch, grilled turkey and barbecue." "Right at your service sir," I rush towards the section where the listed items are kept, each in their glass showcase. I take each of them out, place them in a nice package bag and hand it over to him. "You go over there and pay the cash sir," I say politely, gesturing with my hands to the cashier that sits at the desk just opposite me a few meters away. His eyes trail my hand, he turns and walks over to the cashier. I stare at his perfectly built body, bone-straight back, agile feet. His muscular arms strains against his perfectly fitted navy-blue suit. I look back at my task in hand, I need to type in and record the recent sales on my system. I type some figures on my desktop, I glance back to see if he's done and probably say a goodbye to him. He's a prince and he needs special treatment. I raise my eyes a bit to do this but surprisingly his gaze meets mine, electricity shoots through my spine, I never wanted him to think about anything else. I give out a slight blush and continue typing into my system. I sense those blue piercing eyes of his still watching me, I feel every temptation to look up but I hold my dignity in high esteem. I don't want it to seem like I'm flirting with him. In this organization I'm working for, professionalism is the key word. Aside from the fact that I'm bound by this, it's not my life to flirt with guys no matter how handsome they may look. I just admire them but flirting is a no-no. Seconds later, I hear footsteps walking towards me, my heart begins to pound. I seem so serious with what I'm doing. "Hello!" A deep, brash voice calls. I slowly lift up my head. "Hello, Your Highness." I smile. It's my nature, it helps me evade being awkward. "Do you always have to keep calling me Your Highness?" He speaks in an gentle mixed with desire, I grow surprised as he says this. What's so special about me that a prince would grant me such a privilege as this. "No," I wanted to add something but my words just cut short, my throat doesn't want to produce any further words. My heart is really demanding him to do whatever he wishes to and get away from here, before I misbehave, his eyes and aura are holding me captive, I might start acting nervous if they persist. I bit the lower part of my lips, snapping my fingers. When I realize he's here and watching me, I pretend to be focusing solely on the screen and did that as a result of some mistake I made. "Can I know a bit about you?" He asks. I breath out, well braced to answer his question. "I'm Mary Anderson, twenty. I'm from southeastern London and I work here as the sales lady." "Wow, what a nice name!" "Thanks," I say with a blush. "Mary, I think you know my name?" He asks in his deep, sexy tone. "Everyone knows you." I chuckle. "Ooh, a very little mistake you make there. Not everyone knows me." Immediately I realize my mistake, I swallow the lump in my throat. "I mean you're popular." I start to feel like he's distracting me from my work and merely flirting. Though I have respect for his status, I generally dislike flirts. It's one character that really disgusts me, I see flirts as mostly liars and cheaters. I want to stay focused on my work and don't need any distraction, it's my only source of livelihood and I don't wanna lose it, not even due to distractions from a well-known prince like him. "Yeah!" He responds to my last statement with a certain level of disinterest, I guess what's his main interest in this conversation. I can't ask directly either, I would sound over-zealous or desperate. "Do you have any other thing you need?" "No, not actually but I need something else. That's you!" His words fell on my ears like a heavy rod striking a metal, re-echoing against its walls. I wonder if this' a dream. Why would a prince say this to an ordinary girl like me? I want to let out a gasp but I know it would make me seem naive, a non-experienced girl who jumps on every comment a man gives. I have never had any man wanting me before, I feel fulfilled at this but just don't wanna flirt with him. I squeeze the joy that want to emerge out of me into myself, I let out a smile instead. I appreciate when people recognize me or see me as human, although I don't fancy it when they try to take advantage of me. I'm feeling special right now, I blush as I type something into the system. Felix grins satisfactorily. "Thanks," I mutter while throwing a glance on him before returning it back to the screen infront of me. Staring into my system's screen stops me from staring at him rigidly which I won't be able to help due to his great beauty, typing is another distraction from his handsome face and those pairs of charming blue eyes. A reminder notification hits the screen, I gasp with my eyes wide, I have ten tasks to complete before I close from work with only few hours left. I'd surely be in a massive problem with my strict boss if I can't clarify and put everything in place before 3 PM. My gaze shifts from the notification box to the bottom where the time reads 12:18 PM, merely two hours and some minutes for a task that requires up to three complete hours or more. I had decided to execute these earlier but I forgot most especially as Prince Felix came along the way. It's quite impossible to achieve this with the time left, anger, confusion and frustration rises inside me, my countenance changes. Felix observes this quite well. I glance at Felix with different eyes now, no longer simple and cordial, but with seriousness and stay-clear gesture. I ought to show diligence in my duty giving no preference to him than I should, if I'm sacked, there might be nothing to do on his part as remedy. Who even knows what his real intention is right now.