Marked her as mine

Chapter 8: Roses from the wolf

"Some girls have always had a thing for the wolf."- unknown

Arabella POV

It has been a week I kept receiving white roses from my so-called wolf, Mr. Persistent. I wanted to ask him to stop sending all those roses but I don't know any ways to contact him. He turned my office into a garden full of white roses. I admitted that I love white roses but this is just too much for me. I don't like to be a hot topic in the office. Everyone starts to talk about me since every morning the delivery guy will call out for my name as if to inform everyone that the bouquet belongs to me.

"Ara, time to go back home," I heard Lucy shouted in front of my room. She is one of my teammates that always reminded me not to overwork myself.

"Soon, Lucy. No worries, I will make sure no overtime for today," I smiled to convince her and waved my hand at her before I turned my attention to the digital clock that displayed on the laptop's screen. I looked at the time and it showed six in the evening. "30 minutes more," I muttered to myself and continue with the unfinished work.

"Finally," I dropped the pen from my grip and leaned towards the chair, ended the work for today. I spun around on my rolling chair facing the big window that shows the view of the city.

"Oh, again.." I trailed off.  The night view of the city just showed me that I exceeded my thirty minutes. I looked at the screen to confirm the time, nine sharp. I facepalm myself.

I turned off the laptop and grab my purse from the desk getting ready to leave the office. It was dark outside. I guess I was the last one again tonight, as usual. I turned off the light and closed the door. I was shocked when my head hit someone on the chest. I twirled my head to see that person's face.

"Gosh, you again! What are you doing here?" My eyes enlarged due to the shocking effect. I never expected he will show up in my office.

"To see you," he said with a smile on his face. I rolled my eyes at his answer. I pushed him away when I realized we were standing too close to each other. He didn't budge instead he lowered his head to meet mine and I heard his whisper.

"Don't you miss me?" His breathe fanning on my neck as he whispered the question to my ears. He pulled my wrist and brought it closer to his chest. He gazed at my face. Gosh, too close. Too close. My inner voice rumbled. I bite my lips, nervous with the close distance.

"Beautiful," I looked into his eyes when he said that and I can see his eyes were fixed on my lips. I immediately released my lips and pushed him again, with double strength. This time he took a step back and released the grip on my wrist.

"I don't miss you and I don't want to see you," I said firmly crossing my hands on my chest.

"Ouch, so painful." He placed his hand on his heart gesturing a heartbroken action. I almost laugh at his action. Well, it looked cute though. I suppressed my laughter and walk away from there headed to the lift. I heard his footsteps trailed behind me.

"Dinner with me?" He asked while I pressed the lift button to the ground floor without looking at him. The lift door opened after a few seconds, I entered while he follows from behind.

"Not in my to-do list," I snickered when we entered the lift and pressed the close button going to the ground floor.

"Please," I heard his pleading voice.

"I'm not hungry," I refused and turned my eyes to him that standing next to me.

"Please," he pleaded again but this time with a pouted mouth. Oh gosh, what a sudden attack and it almost makes me burst out laughing. How old is this guy? Like 5 years old?