Ariana's POV.
I still did not get over the fact that Vincent confessed he liked me. I meant a hot and handsome Greek God wanted me? I must be asleep and dreaming. Yes! Yes! It must be a dream. A very pleasant one. I pinched myself to check I was awake. Utterly awake. This meant? This meant he actually confessed. Oh my God! How could I be so lucky? Not only did he like me, but he wanted me to be with him, so he offered me this job.
I walked to my cubicle. My brain was still stunned and amazed in euphoria.
“Ari, what happened to the boss's office? You seemed... umm.. off? Tell me that he doesn't intimidate you. Why did he call you to meet in his office?” Olivia bombarded strings of questions as soon as I took my seat.
“No— he just gave me some precise instructions about work, and that's
