"Oh, I'm sorry sir", I apologised quickly to which he smiled and nodded but said nothing as he continued to look at me with thoughtful eyes. Okay...I definitely had something on my face. "Sir?" "Hmm", he replied absently. "Is something the matter?" He thought over my question for a few seconds then asked," tell me Miss Winters, are you from around here?" "No sir, I'm not. I'm was born in California but I grew up in the Middle East" "Do they have any wolves in the middle East?" "Pardon?" My features scrunched up in confusion. "Wolves, are there any where you are from?" "I...don't know. I don't think so...", I unconsciously put my index finger to my lips as I thought about his question. "Have you ever seen any?" he pressed further. "No sir", I said getting more confused by the second. "Do you know anything about them?" Okay...my boss's obsession with this animal seemed a little bit unhealthy. Or was knowing about wolves part of my job requirement? "Not really, except that they are...carnivorous", I replied absently. The sound of his laughter surprised me. "I see, alright then", he replied shaking his head while smiling to himself. "Should I know more?"I asked unsurely. I was expecting an immediate answer but he pondered my question for sometime then looked at me at and replied softly," I wonder..." "Huh?" "Can you please follow me Miss Winters, right now", he walked ahead with long strides and I wiggled nervously at my spot for a few seconds before following after him. He turned three corridors before we reached the same elevator that the CEO had come out of this morning. Oh no, not the elevator again! Wait, wasn't this a private elevator? Could I really go in there? Mr. Penson quickly motioned for me to enter and I sighed inwardly as I walked into the dreaded metal box, hoping the ride wouldn't be long. And just before the elevator doors closed, I saw a gaping Mr.Talon looking horrified at my predicament. I shrugged my shoulders helplessly and that's when I noticed that I still had the glass of water in my hands. The doors closed and I gulped and stared at my feet. Relax Suzzanah, think of an open field. I closed my eyes. A large field of flowers with lots of fresh air, lots of bright light and LOTS of open space. Open space, open space, OPEN SPACE- "Miss Winters?" My eyes shot open on hearing Mr. Penson's voice. He was waiting outside the elevator with a questioning look on his face. I cleared my throat and muttered sorry, then quickly walked out of the elevator. That was fast. Wait, which floor was this? It was by far the most lavishly furnished floor I had seen. I gaped at my surroundings. Two eyes were not enough to take in the beauty of this place. I followed Mr. Penson down another corridor. He walked so fast that I wondered if he had wheels attached to his shoes. Were skates allowed at work? He stopped when we reached large wooden double doors. This was the first wooden door I had seen here, all the others were glass. I nervously looked around the corridor feeling rather out of place in such expensive surroundings. Mr. Penson raised his hand as though he intended to knock but suddenly decided against it and soundlessly pulled the door open. With a swift jerk of his head he motioned for me to follow and strode in like he owned the place. I tottered after him uncertainly, with the glass still awkwardly in my hand. The room we entered was dark and suddenly I felt as blind as a bat. I staggered around the room afraid of bumping into something...or someone! That's when I heard a conversation, a heated one. "I'm telling you its nothing!" "I've known you for long enough to know when you're lying. And this time I know you're lying." "It's none of your business Cole!" Master Cole? Was this his room? "If she is who I think she is then it is my business! It's the business of the entire kingdom!" What Kingdom? "But she isn't. And I don't want to talk about her any longer!" And that other voice? That deep handsome voice...please don't tell me! "Avoiding the topic won't get us anywher-" "CUT IT OUT! I'M DONE TALKING ABOUT THIS! She is a nobody! She means nothing to me, and for the last time, she is NOT my-" The voice that I had by now recognised as the CEO's stopped abruptly and I thought I heard him sniffing. Again? My eyes had slowly started adjusting to the dark and I was desperately trying to find Mr. Penson. I could hear heavy footsteps getting closer to where I was standing and my heart rate picked up. If anyone saw me here without Mr. Penson around, they would think I was eavesdropping! I squinted in the dark but I still couldn't see Mr. Penson. I fumbled around trying to hold onto something so I wouldn't faint from panicking. My hand came in contact with the wall and I let out a sigh of relief. From the other side of the wall something thumped against my hand. And the soft wallpaper felt great against my palm. I trailed my hand upwards, away from the thumping, till my fingers went around a smooth, thick trunk that felt unnervingly similar to...skin! Tingles exploded at my fingertips running up my forearm and arm and all the way down my body. I felt as if I had been zapped with electricity and an overwhelming warmth coursed through my body. The figure, which was definitely not a wall, stiffened and I heard a sharp intake of breath. I gasped but before I could pull away, large warm fingers wrapped around my wrist preventing me from withdrawing my hand. Whose hand was that?! More tingles exploded around my wrist and I was nearly seeing stars. My body refused to move as I found myself wanting to lean into the large frame standing by me. I couldn't think straight, all I could feel were the fireworks exploding inside of me and the warmth that radiated off this person and engulfed me and, much to my dismay, made me feel safe and somewhat...happy. Suddenly, bright light flooded the room and my eyes snapped shut. A few seconds later I slowly opened my eyes but as they adjusted to the light, what I saw me left me wanting to dig a hole in the marble floor, jump into it and never come out. There I stood in the corner of a large luxurious looking office room, with Mr. Penson at the far end of the room holding the curtain cords and looking smug while Master Cole was staring wide eyed at my wrist, which was firmly grasped in the CEO's hand, while my fingers encircled the CEO's neck! Oh dear God! My head jerked upwards as and I found myself staring into the breathtakingly handsome face of the shocked CEO. I was dead meat! Slowly my eyes trailed down to the glass that was still firmly clasped in the palm of my other hand. I have a feeling someone in this room is going to need this cold glass of water more than Mr. Talon...