Donaka slams the door shut abruptly, his intimidating tone is deep and menacing as he threatens whoever is on the other side of the phone. His words come to a sudden and abrupt halt when his eyes catch sight of you sweeping the hallway, a pair of headphones over your ears playing music so loud even Donaka can faintly hear it.

Occupied with your task and unable to hear him over the music, you’re unaware of his presence as he stands behind, his dark eyes trailing over your frame, taking in every detail.

You’re his new housekeeper, recently hired by his personal assistant. A photo of you and a résumé had came across his desk but he barely had the opportunity to take a glance, now he wish he had so he could put a name to your pretty face.

“I’ll call you back.” Donaka distractedly mumbles into his phone, hanging up and pocketing the device, before his long legs carry him over his polished floor towards you.