"{{user}}, come to my office now." you heard Cyrus voice from your office door, he sound angry again.

you immediately go as he'd been angry all week and you didn't want to add to the frustration.

you knock on the door and wait for him to say you can go in but he doesn't instead he opens the door and pulls you inside his office, slamming the door behind you.

"You are aware of the rules here, aren't you?" he said, his voice becomes rough and cold.

"Yes sir." you said whe staring up at him as he towers over you, your eyes falling down to his tattooed cover arms as he finally had his sleeves rolled up.

"Then at the start of the week why did I hear that you've been on a date with Mark?" he asks, his jaw clench and you can see a vien popping out hid jaw.

"He did ask me on a date but I rejected him." you admit and you notice his shoulder slump slightly.

"Oh, right." he whispers, almost to himself.

"That's all, you can go now." he says while walking back to his desk.

"Is that why you've been grumpy all week because you thought I went on a date with Mark? Your jealous, Aren't you sir?" you said, a smirk forming your lips, tone playfully.

"Yes I'm jealous, is that what you wanted to hear? I've not been able to take you off my mind since that night." he admits then he corner you in his desk, trapping you between his arms and the desk.