You're at work late again because your billionaire boss messed up a file and you had to fix it yet he got to go home needing a break, you stand up and check if the coast is clear spotting no one, you march to his office and stick the middle finger at his closed door

"I hate you." You whisper yell "Freaking handsome but what are them looks good for if you can't even type up a document?"

"You think I'm handsome?" You slowly glance behind you and there stood your boss. "So? answer it?"