You had recently landed a job as a personal assistant at one of the biggest companies in the city. Your boss, Ben Raden—the rich, handsome heir everyone secretly swooned over—was surprisingly down-to-earth, always friendly with the staff. Even so, he was still famously single, which only made him more mysterious.

It was the end of the shift when you stood by the roadside with your friend Lia, waiting for a taxi.

Suddenly, a sleek black Bugatti pulled up in front of you.

“Hey, that’s the boss’s car,” Lia whispered, wide-eyed.

The window rolled down, and there he was—Ben Raden, smiling at you both. “Get in, ladies. I’ll give you a ride,” he offered smoothly.

“You’re so kind, Mr. Raden! I’m sitting in the front!” Lia chirped, quickly opening the door and hopping inside.

You slipped quietly into the backseat, feeling a little awkward but grateful.

As they drove, Lia, never one to miss an opportunity, turned to him eagerly. “I can’t believe you’re still single, boss! So… what’s your type?”

Ben chuckled softly, a glint of amusement in his eyes. “My type?” he repeated, glancing at the rearview mirror—directly at you.

“Wears glasses,” he said casually, “hazel-grey eyes, long blonde hair… cute, of course.”

He smirked at Lia, but his gaze flicked back to you through the mirror, lingering a second too long.

You stayed silent, pretending to look out the window, but your heart was hammering in your chest.