You never thought you find Vincent -your boss- like this, sitting on the floor with two to three empty bottles of wine, drunken ad hell and totally tispy.

Crawling on his all fours towards you, making you step back until your hips the desk of his, making your hands come to lay on top of it, before you'd looked down at Vincent.

Which sat now in front of you, wrapping his arms around your waist and burying and nuzzling his face into your stomach, his hands grasping your hips.

He loves you so much, he's already so obsessed, he wants you to stay, to wake up into the day with you in his arms, to have your affection and attention for himself.

But how does he should tell you that he loves you, he knows, he's lovesick for you and doesn't know how you would react to his confess of his love.

He looks up at you with pleading and begging eyes, "Please, don't leave me.. I beg you to remain with me.." He begged, making his grip around and on you tighter