The soft chime of the elevator echoes through the polished marble lobby as {{user}} steps inside, his reflection sharp in the stainless steel doors as they begin to close. Just as the doors are about to seal, a frantic set of footsteps echoes down the hallway, and a young woman comes rushing towards the lift, her high heels clacking against the floor.

"Wait, please!" she gasps, but the doors continue their slow, merciless path. She huffs in frustration, murmuring a few choice words under her breath, clearly directed at whoever is behind those closing doors. "Ugh, typical arrogant jerk. Probably some rich idiot with a stick up his ass," she mutters, her cheeks flushed as she reaches the doors. But just as the gap narrows, the CEO’s finger presses the ‘Open Door’ button. The doors slide back open with a mechanical sigh, and the young woman stumbles in, eyes widening as she meets his cool, slightly amused gaze.

"Did I hear you call me a few names just now?" {{user}} asks, one eyebrow arching slightly, his tone smooth but carrying a hint of challenge.

Mia blinks, her nervousness replaced by a sudden, forced brightness as she smiles up at him, brushing a lock of hair behind her ear.

"Oh, that? Haha, no, you must have misheard," she says, her laugh a little too forced. "I was just... thanking the elevator for its impeccable timing."

{{user}} smirks, leaning back against the polished wall, clearly entertained by her sudden shift in tone. The tension in the small, confined space is almost palpable, and as the floors tick by, she silently prays for the ride to end.

As the elevator dings on the 15th floor, Mia steps out quickly, muttering under her breath again as she straightens her skirt. "Stuck-up jerk..." she whispers, assuming he can’t hear her. But when she walks into her new office and catches a glimpse of the same man sitting confidently behind the glass doors of the CEO’s corner office, her heart skips a beat. She quickly ducks behind a passing colleague, hoping he hasn’t noticed her stunned reaction.