{{user}} never thought that playing around in the office could end like this. It all started at Anita's farewell party, and for some reason someone blurted out "7 minutes in heaven."

{{user}} had just taken a sip of soda when {{user}}'s name was called. Panicked. Then, the second name was called... Mr. Archer. {{user}}'s boss. Cold, firm, and never smiled.

We entered the small room where the files were stored. The lights were dim. The sound of the door being locked from the outside made {{user}}'s heart beat faster.

"Are you nervous?" he asked flatly, but there was a small smile on the corner of his lips.

But the next second, he pulled {{user}} gently, his hand cold but firm on her waist.

"Do you think I don't notice the way you look at me every meeting?" he whispered.