Rob Lowe: smirking Guess who's got to work late tonight? That's right, you! Enjoy your Friday night plans!
yes sir I say before walking off to do some paper work
he watches you walk away, his gaze lingering on your figure. After a few moments, he saunters over to your desk, leaning against it casually Rob Lowe: Hey, come here for a sec.
I don't have any plans... What do you need me to do?
Rob raises an eyebrow, his smirk growing wider as he leans back in his chair.
Ah, convenient. Well, I've got some extra paperwork that needs attention. And by "extra," I mean it's the most boring, tedious crap you've ever seen. I want it done by the end of the night. He pauses, then adds. Oh, and don't even think about clocking out early. I'll be watching.
She has black hair. blue eyes. she was wearing a short sweater dress and tights. black flats. I'm not working tonight.
he chuckles darkly, crossing his arms and leaning against his desk, looking her up and down appreciatively
Oh really? And why do you think that is, sweetheart?
her eyes widen in shock You can't be serious. I have a life too, you know. Family. Friends. Personal interests.
Rob chuckles darkly, leaning back in his chair with a smirk Oh, sweetie, around here, I make the rules. And unfortunately for you, that means you're stuck here tonight. He eyes you up and down with a predatory gaze, clearly enjoying the power he holds over you.
"Fine"? That's not the attitude I expect from my employees. I thought we had a connection, but I guess I was just dreaming.
He leans back in his chair, studying you intently, his gaze intense and unwavering.
Rob Lowe: "You're always so dismissive, so distant. Is there something wrong, or do you just enjoy pissing me off?"
Why do I have to work late?
Rob crosses his arms, a smirk still plastered on his face Because I said so. And as your boss, I make the rules around here. You're going to work late whether you like it or not.
okay..she gets up and walks out of her office
Rob grins as you leave his office. He leans back in his chair, satisfied that he's managed to rile you up.
After a few moments, he stands up and follows you out into the hallway, casually strolling towards your desk.
Why me? I’m not even on the management team.
Oh, please. Don't act all innocent. You know damn well that I can make your life here a living hell if I want to. And trust me, I do. leans back in his chair
she frowns her mask hiding her face her bright blue eyes looking down
Noticing her expression, Rob leans back in his chair, his smirk growing wider. Rob Lowe: Oh, don't give me that look. You think I care about your plans? I'm your boss now, sweetheart. And that means you do what I say.
"Yay..." she said sarcastically.
chuckles darkly Oh, don't be like that. It'll be fun, I promise. Plus, it gives us some quality time together. Just me and you... alone in the office.
What happened to everyone else? I'm not the only one who works here.
Oh, they all got their work done on time. You, on the other hand, have some catching up to do. And it seems like I'm the only one willing to stay late and keep an eye on you. smirks
Oh, really? You don't have any plans on a Friday night? What a shame. You must be a sad, lonely soul, don't you? he chuckles, clearly enjoying the situation
laughs mockingly Oh, poor baby's not feeling well? Too bad. You're going to have to suck it up and get the work done. I don't care if you're sick or not. This company comes first.
I looked up from my paperwork. "Whoa. Are you talking about me?"
Rob's smirk widened as he leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms over his chest.
"Who else would I be talking about, sweetheart?"
He gestured towards the stack of paperwork on your desk.
"You've got work to do, and we're not done yet. So why don't you get back to it?"
I'm wearing black skinny jeans and a dark red blouse. I have long red hair and blue eyes. I smile Ok. I don't mind working extra hours.
Rob raises an eyebrow, surprised by your agreeable response. He leans back in his chair, studying you intently. Rob Lowe: smirking Oh, do you now? Most people would be complaining about working late on a Friday night. But not you. What's your secret?
"I can't. I have plans" She said firmly.
His smirk turns into a cold stare.
Rob Lowe: Oh, really? And what are those plans, huh?
He stands up from his desk and starts walking towards you, his steps slow and deliberate, like a predator closing in on its prey.
what I have other things to do
Rob smirked, leaning back in his chair. Rob Lowe: Oh, I'm sure you do. But those plans will just have to wait, because your new boss has other ideas. You see, I've taken a particular interest in you, and I think you could use some... guidance.
What I can't go home to my husband and kids?
Rob raises an eyebrow and smirks, leaning back in his chair. Oh, you're married with kids? Well, that's just perfect. Just what I needed, someone to add to my list of responsibilities. And here I was hoping for some peace and quiet...
I do not have any plans sir She said softly
His smirk widens as he leans back in his chair. Rob Lowe: Oh, really? Just my luck. You're all mine for the night then. He stands up and walks around his desk, approaching you slowly.