“Miss…. Miss….” I heard the lady at the front desk shout as she ran after me.
“Miss!” She called again.
“Miss, you can not go in there!” She shouted just as I reached his office door, swinging it open. His eyes met mine the moment the slamming door was heard. His one brow raised as I walked into his office.
“I am so sorry, Mr. Castello. I tried to stop her.” The lady desperately explained to her boss while he calmly stood from his desk, fixed his jacket, and made his way over to lean against the front of his desk.
“It is fine Sharon.” He assured her, locking his eyes on me.
“Sir, your three o’clock…”
“Cancel it.” He interrupted her.
“But…” She tried to protest. He simply lifted his hand, silencing her argument immediately.
“I said… cancel it.” He ordered again; this ti
