5.

Chanel wakes up to the smell of bacon and eggs and she figures probably Kat, she does that sometimes, comes in the morning and cooks her breakfast.

She rolls out of bed and walks to her bathroom to brush her teeth and fix her hair and goes the kitchen.

"Good morning amore."

Oh no.

"Vincent, what do you want here?" Chanel asks furiously, "How did you get in?"

"You should be getting ready for work Chanel, you don't have much time," he replies with a smirk.

She checks the wall clock and groans, she had to be at work by 09:00 and it's 07:45.

"You better be gone when I'm done," Chanel yells but she only hears him chuckle as she walks back to her bedroom. She pulls out an outfit of the day, a red skirt, white shirt and a black blazer with some black pumps, no make-up today because she had no time.

She jumps into the shower for a thorough wash and gets out to find Vincent sitting on her bed.

"Vincent get out."

This man is making my life difficult, she groans internally.

Vincent looks up to her and scans her body, her curves were visible through the towel, her ass is begging for a grabbing.

"Vincent!"

He looks up at her and smirks, "I'm sorry, did you say something?"

Chanel groans in frustration, "Get out!"

Vincent gets up from the bed and walks towards her, she suddenly realises that's she's about to be overpowered by this beast of a man, he had to be like 6 foot8 or even taller, because she felt like a midget next to him.

"Chanel," his voice sent electric shock waves straight to get haven.

She's backed up against the wall, his hot breath fanning gets cold skin, causes goosebumps.

"You want me," he says softly as he kisses her bare shoulder.

Chanel gulps, he's making this extremely difficult for me. What if he knows?

He gently runs his finger down her bare arm, her breathing becomes erratic.

"Vincent."

He places his lips gently on the crook of her neck, "I want you so bad."

Chanel is losing her mind; she wants him but she doesn't even know the man but that doesn't mean she won't have a little fun.

She steps forward and looks him in the eyes, challenging him. Vincent freezes for a brief moment, she's brave, he remains quiet contemplating on what to do next but he decides not to take any course of action against her, yet.

"Let me let you get ready for work," he finally says and walks out of her bedroom, closing the door behind him.

Chanel smirks triumphantly, I won this round sucker.

She quickly dresses up in a black pencil dress, gold studs and black pumps and throws in a grey coat, she picks up her black Chanel handbag and laptop bag, she checks the time, she had 30 minutes to have a quick breakfast and get to work.

She walks into the kitchen and quickly grabs a piece of bacon and toast.

"I'm leaving and you better be gone when I get back," she yells and slams the door behind her.

She makes her way down the stairs, she hauls for a cab and makes the 20-minute drive, in ten minutes. She pays the cab driver plus tip for breaking all the road rules and heads into the building.

She makes her way to the third floor and greets the receptionist.

"Good morning," Chanel greets.

"Miss Wilson hey," the woman smiles back.

"I never got your name."

"Ivana," she smiles.

"Nice to meet you Ivana and you can call me Chanel."

Ivana grins and holds out her hand, "Nice to meet you."

Just then Mr Martin shows up, "Good morning ladies."

"Mr Martin." Ivana greets curtly.

"Good morning sir."

Mr Martin gives her nod, "Follow me."

Chanel follows Mr Martin down the hall, to an office right next to his, he pulls out a key and unlocks the door.

"This is your office,"

Miss Wilson, feel free to decorate it however you want. Every file and paperwork you need will be loaded onto your work computer," he explains as he places a box of files on the desk.

"Alright."

"I've set up a meeting with the boss for 11:30 in his office. Mr Giovanni will be incredibly pleased to meet you," he smiles.

Chanel smiles back and nods, "Thank you, Mr Martin."

"Pleasure Miss Wilson, and please call me Darius," he nods and leaves the office.

Chanel sighs happily, she couldn't believe that she had her own office. She placed her handbag on the chair and began organising her office.

At 11:25 there was a knock at her door.

She got up from her chair and fixed her hair and dress, "Come in."

It's Darius, "I like what you've done with the place."

"Thank you," Chanel blushes slightly.

"Are you ready for the meeting?"

Chanel nods, "Nervous but ready."

"Great."

"Any pointers before I meet the big boss?" she asks, hoping to get some crucial evidence of the type of man he is.

"Just be yourself and don't take his rude remarks seriously, he only does it to scare people and for respect but overall, he's a great guy."

Cheesy but it wasn't good enough for her, she needs more information.

"Let's get going," Darius says as he holds out his hand, but Chanel only walks past him and out the door.

Chanel why the hell did you do that?

Darius sighs in defeat and close her door and leads the way to the boss's office. They get into the elevator and there is an awkward silence.

"How about I take you out for dinner tonight?" Darius asks breaking the awkward silence.

Chanel shakes her head, "I can't, you're my boos, it's unethical and I'm still new here, today is my first day."

"It's only meeting between workers, and just so I can get to know you better as my employee and maybe fill you in on what is happening in the company and where you fit in as the junior accountant,"

Chanel hesitates but she reluctantly agrees, "Okay fine, I'll go."

"We can go meet after work," he smiles excitedly.

Chanel smiles in response, she's not nervous about her date but about meeting her boss, who knows what kind of person she or he is.

The elevator doors open, and they make their way down the long passage to two double doors. Darius rings a bell and the doors slide open.

They step into the big office, and the smell of sex is in the air, he's one of those guys, I look around the lavish office and there is a man sitting in a chair facing the window.

"Darius, good to see you," the man says.

"Good day sir," Darius greets.

The man turns around and Chanel can't help it, she can't contain it.

"Oh shit."