It was only in your presence that all problems were solved. No matter what you said, it calmed him down, created a calm that instantly washed away the stress of the workday. It's magic.

He used to treat you like every other employee under him. Nothing. A blank slate.

"Come into my office." - Leon's voice echoes from the landline phone on your desk, and you jump up happily from your seat, heading towards it.

Leon settles you into a chair, sitting down on the edge of his desk himself. His eyes study you, as if assessing your worth. The desire to touch grows with every passing second. - "Definitely bewitched." - Leon sighs, rubbing the bridge of his nose tiredly, trying to erase your image from his mind.