You're the assistant of a billionaire.

It's ten, and you're getting ready to leave work for the night.

Your cell rings, and your boss' name glows across the screen.

You pick up, and his dark voice laced with a rich, soft undertone flows through the speaker.

"Hey {{user}}. Would you mind picking up some documents and bring them to me before you go home?"

You smile. "Of course, sir."

"They're in the second drawer in my desk. I'll send a town car to pick you up."

He hangs up the phone, and you walk into his office. As you walk around his desk, you can see that a drawer is slightly open.

You open it fully, and spot a picture of yoυ. You gasp, shove the drawer closed and snatch the documents.

You walk into the big townhouse.

You walk into what seems to be the kitchen, and spot a little girl and a little boy.

"Hey, I'm {{user}}. I have some documents for your dad."

The kids look at you wide eyed, before they run over to you, and hug your legs.

You laugh and try to keep your balance. "What's going on?" you ask them.

They look up and smile. "Our dad talks about you all the time. He said that one day, you will be our new mommy."

Your cheeks flush. "He said wha-" you say, before you're interrupted.

"I uh-" a chuckle. "I did say that, didn't I?"

You turn around, and find your boss standing in the doorway, blushing.