Chapter 15: Chapter 15

Oliver's thighs bounded excitedly as he sat waiting, he couldn't quite believe how fast it was that his assistant managed to get him a girlfriend, he just hoped she wouldn't be as boring as the last one.

"What's taking her so long, I don't like to be kept waiting, or is she planning to bail on me," he said gasping. No one ghosted Oliver Leo, this was unacceptable, he thought as his gaze darted to the door. He checked his watch, an hour had passed.

He glanced up from his watch as he heard footsteps approaching his table, then froze as time seemed to come to stop.

Beautiful... Red heals a white dress that made her look like an angel, a silver necklace that rested on her smooth pale neck, almost like a caress, sleek blond wavy curls, and the face of his assistant Sana.

He jerked, leaping from his seat in surprise.

"Sana, what are you doing here, and you look different, are you meeting someone," he asked, looking around at the few people that occupied the restaurant.

Sana smiled, then stretched her hand in front of him. "You must be Oliver Leo, I am Sana Mario, your date, it's nice to meet you".

Oliver stared at the hand, then glanced around to make sure he wasn't being pranked, then looked back at Sana.

"What the fuck are you talking about Sana, this is not funny, so cut it out".

Sana frowned, her red lips forming a pout. Oliver tried not to notice. "I said I'm your date, Sana told me that I was going to meet her boss here for a date".

Oliver's brows furrowed in confusion. "Sana told you, but you're Sana, or, or are you her twin" he asked his jaw going slack. If she has a twin then does that mean they've been switching places, and deceiving him all this time, the horror, how dare she. He stared at her, waiting for her to speak.

"It's all simple Oliver. Sana Mario is your assistant, but this Sana is the normal Sana outside work, this is her personal life, and if she chooses to go on a date outside work, it is not anyone's business, and no, I'm not a twin, it's just me" Sana explained as if she was talking to a child.

Oliver narrowed his eyes. "So you want to be my girlfriend".

Sana crossed her arms. "It depends on how you treat me, this is just a date right, so if I like you enough, then I might".

Oliver felt his cheeks heating up. He cleared his throat to distract himself. Was she serious, and why did he like the idea of trying to make his assistant his girlfriend so much. Sana looked so confident that it made him want to depend on her. "You're serious right, this is not some joke you're playing?".

Sana pressed her lips together, then shook her head. "I think I'm wasting my time here, I'll go since you're not interested".

"No I am" he rushed out, grabbing at her wrist to stop her. Sana's gaze dropped to where he held her and he let go, his heart thudding against his ribs. "Have a seat Sana?" he said, rushing to where she'd be seating and pulling it out for her.

Sana smiled taking her seat. He stroked the nape of his neck as he took his seat, suddenly feeling like a child.

"Um, how are we supposed to go about this," he asked then cringed. What was wrong with him, he didn't get nervous just by being out with a girl, he was always in control, so why...

"Let's order, they serve the best food here".

He swallowed, adjusting his cuffs. "Yeah let's do that".

Sana placed their order and Oliver was glad that she was handling everything. It was odd, but he felt at ease without having to do anything.

"Do you like your job?" he asked, halfway into the meal.

"I did until I became an assistant. My boss is a jerk you see, he loves to get his hands on everything that catches his fancy, but he doesn't care how I get them, and he's also a Playboy who makes me get him girlfriends" she told, holding his gaze the entire time.

Oliver rubbed his sweaty hands on his trouser, then grabbed the champagne flute, his hand trembling as he drank. He set it down before he made a fool of himself.

"Wow, that sounds rough".

Sana straightened her spine. "It is rough, but I can deal with it". Her phone beeped, drawing Oliver's attention.

"What's that?"

Sana dropped her spoon, then cleaned her lips. "My break is over, and I have to get back to work, my boss will go crazy if he doesn't meet me at my desk".

Oliver stared at her wide-eyed. "But it's late already" he got out and then remembered that he had told her to work extra time.

"Yes it is, but I'm working extra time today." Sana got up, smoothing her dress, before making eye contact with him. "I had a really lovely dinner, Oliver, I hope we can do this again".

Oliver blushed, feeling fidgety. What was wrong with him. "I'd also love to see you again too Sana".

Sana nodded. "Good, how about dinner, Saturday night by seven at the la Lakers restaurant" she stated and Oliver shook his head in agreement, too fast than he thought normal, his whole body felt off. There was something about Sana that turned him on, making him a blubbering mess. She narrowed her gaze.

"Well?" She asked as if he hadn't nodded earlier.

Oliver quickly retracted."Yeah, that is fine with me. You should hurry off so that you don't get in trouble with your boss" he played along to ease the tremors raking through him. The smile on Sana's lips was his undoing, that was until she leaned closer. Her perfume messed with his senses and her breath on his ear caused a shiver to rack through him. He clenched his fist as she murmured into his ear.

"I'll handle him just fine Oliver, and I would love to kiss you to seal this date, but you haven't earned it yet... Be a good boy and maybe I'll give you a treat" she retreated, running a knuckle against his jaw, her gaze intense on his. "See you around" she whispered, then walked out of the restaurant.

Oliver stared after her in a daze, his heart thumping as he realized why he hadn't been able to seat still in her presence, it was because he felt like he was being dominated by her, her aura had been so demanding that he couldn't see her as his assistant but a mistress. He jerked in surprise, scampering to get his phone, then opened his google.

'why do I feel aroused when I think about my assistant walking all over me'

He cleared the words out as soon as he typed them.

"What the fuck Oliver, what the hell is this fucking insanity, now I'm googling shit on the internet, that's Sana your assistant, stop being a fucking freak," he told himself as he snapped the phone shut. He needed a drink. He paid for their meal, then went back on Google again, as he sat back down.