Who's my baby's DADDY?

Thank you… And I’m sorry…

Shane’s POV~

I just walked inside my office and the next moment all the girl’s eyes were on me. This is seriously getting out of hand because I’m damn sure all of these bit*** are eyefuc**ng me right now. I rolled my eyes at them as I can’t do anything anymore to stop these drooling mouths. I tried firing old and hiring new but nothing seems to change though. Ow! What can I say, I’m such a hottie *Wink*. Ignoring all the slu** who were very much ready to hop into my bed, I just got inside my cabin which was packed with my favorite aroma. Where is this aroma coming from… I took a quick scan of my office room to find a mug of coffee on my table. Oh, it’s you. I grabbed the cup of coffee in my hand, and the smell of it instantly lit up my mood. This is not my regular one. Stella usually gets me a mug of hot water naming it coffee which sucks as f***. But this one is different. I couldn’t control my temptation to taste it and one sip of it, and I was already in heaven. Wow, exactly as I wanted it to be. Stella! You need to be rewarded for this heavenly taste. “STELLA!”, I called her cheerfully as my mood was pretty cool after sipping this coffee.

The door opened and Stella came running inside, but… my eyes were on someone else. There came the little devil behind her. I’m wishing to be honest here, when all the girls out there are drooling at me like a puppy for a biscuit, she looked at me with respect, and most importantly I saw something different in her eyes today… guilt… guilt? Why are you guilty, baby girl? I tried to read her expression which she was very good at hiding. “Sir, What happened? Any problem?”, Stella’s voice broke my cloud of thoughts. “No, Stella. No problem at all. I just wanna thank you for this fabulous coffee”, this was actually my first time thanking somebody, to be honest. Not that I’m rude, maybe a bit, but nobody did anything that met my satisfaction and there was always a redo. “Sir? I didn’t bring that coffee?”, Stella said, looking at me puzzled and I was also puzzled by her words. What? She didn’t bring it? Then who did? I looked at her with my eyebrows raised and one thing caught my attention, baby girl. She was looking down, scratching her hands and the next moment, I knew I’d thanked the wrong person. How did I miss this one? This is the same aroma that caught me in the food court yesterday and it was her coffee. You’re stupid, Shane. I couldn’t take my eyes off her as she looked down, seeming all nervous to even face me. Oh, baby girl, this is new you!

Kelsea’s POV~

I heard him yell Stella’s name and I instantly know the reason. Sh**! I think he didn’t like my coffee. Ugh… I’m dead, I guess. I hurried behind Stella to his office room and there he stood with his sexy, perfect black suit on. He looked at both of us with the coffee mug in one hand and the other was in his left pocket. I couldn’t believe my eyes as he indeed looked like a Greek God in that suit. Ah! Stop drooling at your boss, Kelsea. Behave… I snapped at my flirty thoughts that kept on popping inside my head randomly. Sh** He is looking at me, should I look at him or what? I just looked down to the floor, without any guts to face him. Even by looking down, I can feel his sharp gaze on me which oddly knotted my tummy. “Sir, I didn’t bring your coffee. Your new PA, Kelsea, brought this coffee for you. And your thanks go to her”, Stella said with a cheerful smile and I just lifted my head to take a look at him. I waited for some kind of reaction from him but there was nothing. He was all blank, no smile, no anger, nothing. Just like a typical riche. All riches are the same, full money, no happiness. I just looked at him with a formal smile because I don’t wanna look like a serious long-faced girl on my first day. The room was all silent and I could even hear my pounding heartbeat in my ears. Oh damn, please not this silence again. Speak something, Mr. Shane!!! I internally hoped for him to say something, like ‘Coffee is good’ or ‘thanks!’. But nothing, he was just staring at me it was fu**** creepy. “Care to explain, why she brought my coffee?”, he asked, with his dominant voice, fu***** finally. “Because she is your PA from now on, sir. And, I just hope you both get along well. I have left a file about her on your desk and she is right here to assist with your work. If you need anything else, just ring me up, sir”, Stella finished up her sentence in a single breath as she escaped from the room the next moment, leaving me all alone with this seriously dangerous man. “So, you’re my PA?”, he asked, sarcastically, tossing himself on his roller chair. I just looked at him, seeming all calm and innocent so he doesn’t bring up yesterday’s issue. You can do this, Kelsea. Motivating my stupid self which was shivering badly, I said, ”Sir, thank you… and I’m sorry…”. His eyes lifted up to meet with mine and I could see a big question mark on his face. “Mr. Shane Booker, thank you for saving my life the other day…”, I called him by his name, somewhat confidently, and instantly I saw a sweet smile on his face which looked so perfect on him. That’s the first time I'm seeing him smile and I felt some kind of strange feeling in my heart, to be exact, a tiny bit of joy that I’ve never experienced. Why is his single smile giving me this kind of feeling… Kelsea, grab yourself…

“And sorry if for?”, he asked, leaning his back on the chair, with his shining silver eyes fixed on mine. “On the food court yesterday, for calling you an…”, I paused as I don’t wanna say that word again in front of him, because I don’t have any death wish at the moment. “So you have finally got to know the truth”, he said and there came the same zero emotion face with no smile. “I’m really very sorry, sir…”, I pleaded in a very low tone and he was still staring at me. God, what is running on his damn mind. All he does is only stare… Probably, thinking about how to fire me…

Shane POV~

I was happy, and I still don’t know why the hell am I getting such a feeling when I heard my name from her mouth. It sounded PERFECT! There are no other words to express that, it was just perfect. All I wanted to do was, pull her closer, tear up all her clothes and take her, right here at this desk, and make her feel something she would’ve never felt till this moment. You are really testing me, baby girl… I somehow tried to control my fu**** mind to concentrate. “I’m really very sorry, sir…”, she literally pleaded in front of me and I fu**** hated it. But what can I do? I can’t grab her in my arms and make her understand that, all she has to do is ask and not plead to me. Shut it, Shane. You can never think like this. You’re forbidden to feel this way… just stay away from her… as far as possible… My smart head warned and I know it was right as always but…can I really stay away from her, when she is looking at me like this?