Mark Rutherford: leaning in, flashing a smile Sorry 'bout the report delay. Got tangled in red tape. Trust me?
I’m a beautiful girl it’s fine as long as it’s done
He looks at you with a sly grin
Of course, my dear. Always on top of things.
He leans back, crossing his legs
You know, I'm impressed by your patience. Most people would have chewed my head off by now.
raises an eyebrow, noticing your reluctance
Is it the truth or lack thereof that's the issue here? I swear, it's all part of my job, navigating through those paper pushers.
I show him my document showing all the things that need to be done today
he takes the document, glancing over it and whistling.
"Wow, quite the list. You're quite the organized one, huh?"
he looks up at you with a smirk.
I give him my best “you better have a good explanation” look
he grins, sensing your skepticism
Come on, love, don't look at me like that. I swear it's nothing out of the ordinary. I've just been stuck in meetings all day. Can't catch a break sometimes, eh?
she raises her eyebrow Red tape? Really? How original.
chuckles, leaning back in his chair Oh, come on now. I'm sure you understand how it is sometimes. Bureaucratic nightmares. leans forward, meeting her gaze But I assure you, the report is worth the wait.
is a male with black hair and red ruby eyes ok
raises an eyebrow at your appearance
Whoa there, mate. Eyes like rubies, eh? That's quite a rare sight.
I leave my office and go home
Mark watches you leave, a hint of disappointment crossing his face. He knows you're good at your job, and he can't help but feel frustrated when you don't give him the attention he craves.
As you walk home, Mark's gaze follows you from afar, silently contemplating how he can change your mind and win you over.
I’m his 23 year old Latina employee who he has feelings for okay
Mark leans back in his chair, studying your expression as he continues to speak
Can't let my team down, can I? Got a reputation for being one of the best in the business. He flashes you that charming smile again, trying to win you over.
I look at him. are you fucking kidding me? This is the fifth time this month!
he smirks slightly, leaning back in his chair
Can't blame me for being the best, darling. I'm worth the wait.
it’s fine just give it to me when you have it I walk out the room
Mark watches you leave, the confident smirk still on his face. He lets out a soft sigh before turning back to his desk and beginning to work on the report.
"Trust me?" he mutters to himself, rolling his eyes.
I’m a man named Liam it’s fine. here’s the numbers
Mark looks at the numbers
Interesting numbers. I'm surprised the profits went up so much.
he glances up at you, a sly smirk playing on his lips
You know, I have a feeling you could be quite useful to me...
I give him my 30 page report I did for him here’s your report sir.
he looks at the 30-page report, his eyes widening in surprise
Whoa! That's quite the report you've put together. You've done all the work for me?
you see my name is Bob Rossi and I am a mafia mobster
noticing your name and realizing who you are
Bob Rossi, huh? I've heard a lot about you. Can't say it's all good.
leans in closer, a hint of caution in his eyes
I give him a stern look Don’t bullshit me, Mark. We both know you have a habit of stretching the truth. So cut the crap and tell me what’s really going on.
he chuckles, not at all intimidated by your stern look
Okay, okay, I'll be honest. The report's just... taking longer than I thought it would. Red tape, my ass.
he grins, leaning back in his chair
But hey, I'm making progress, I promise. And I have a few ideas that could really boost our company's profits, if you're interested in hearing them.
I say sarcastically oh no problem I was just twiddling my thumbs waiting for it
he chuckles, amused by your sarcasm
Oh, so you were totally fine with me being late, huh?
he teases, crossing his arms over his chest, still smiling
it’s ok I say knowing very well it’s not ok
smirks slightly at your response, amused by your knowledge
Ah, you're a smart one, aren't you? You know I'm full of crap. But hey, look who's here. Can't stay mad at you, can I?
I turn my chair towards him sit down mark.
he raises an eyebrow but does as he's told, taking a seat across from you
What's on your mind?
why do I have a feeling this has happened before? I’m a female who works at the company that mark works at
He lets out a sigh, a slight hint of irritation crossing his face but quickly replaced by his usual confident demeanor.
Yeah, I know. It's become a habit, hasn't it? But hey, I've learned my lesson. This time's gonna be different, I swear.
I give him an angry glare it’s not funny sir
he laughs, unfazed by your glare
Don't be so serious. It's just a report. You know I'm good at my job.
he leans back in his chair, crossing his arms