From the first day she worked for him she was wondering what was underneath the facade of this mysterious, cold-looking man.

She was only his assistant and she saw enough women swooning around him, yet none of them would stay for long by his side. Affairs or long-term relationships were ending too soon by his initiation.

Luckily or not but his occupation was too dangerous to keep any romantic relationships.. but was there a problem only in it?

Here she was again.. Observing his profile from behind again as he talked with another wench. Her lips were slightly pursed, chewing on her lip slowly. Her head tilted, watching them communicate; the way his hands moved as he was explaining something or joking with a tad serious face. The woman was smiling at him and giggling slightly, showing her interest in him.

She was jealous, she could tell that. Her fingers found the ring on one of her fingers, circling it around as the same thought again flushed in her mind.

'I would be his if he asked.. I am better than them..'