Are you alright?

They both perceived a distinct sound, resembling a ding, that alerted them to the opening of the lift. He gently clasped her hand, causing a faint tremor to course through her body as a result of his touch.

Subsequently, he escorted her out of the lift, and they proceeded towards his designated work floor.

Upon arrival, she experienced a sense of unease, encountering a multitude of unfamiliar faces. The sight of everyone exuding an air of sophistication and affluence made her feel somewhat out of place.

In a state of nervousness, she tightly clutched her handbag, harboring a slight self-consciousness regarding her own appearance.

He escorted her to his colleagues in his office and, just before they reached them, he softly whispered in her ear,

"Please refrain from causing any embarrassment and conduct yourself with maturity."

Hearing his words, she swallowed nervously and nodded sadly, feeling hurt by his words and tone.

He released her hand and approached his friend, embracing him warmly before withdrawing.

He then took her hand in his own and introduced her by stating, "Allow me to introduce my fiancee, Angelina."

Upon hearing this, she politely smiled at the stranger and noticed him extending his hand.

"I'm David, pleased to make your acquaintance, Ms..." he said, trailing off slightly.

Before she had the chance to respond, she halted upon hearing her fiancé interject.

"Please refer to her as Angelina; she is an orphan and does not possess a surname."

These words caused her heart to ache painfully. She was aware of her orphan status and lack of surname, but there was no need for him to share this information with everyone in such a manner.

She politely smiled at him and extended her hand for a handshake.

He proceeded to introduce her to each of his acquaintances and coworkers, presenting them with a wedding invitation.

The primary purpose of their visit to his workplace was to distribute the invitations to everyone present.

Subsequently, the entire group accompanied the couple to the cafeteria, where they all concluded their meal.

As they rose from their seats, she gently seized his hand and inquired with a soft voice,

"Shall we return home now?"

Upon hearing her question, he shook his head and replied,

"No, we still need to deliver an invitation to my boss."

Understanding his words, she nodded and they departed from the cafeteria together.

While walking, she hesitantly asked him, "Mm, could you please inform me about the location of the women's restroom?"

Hearing her request, he kindly indicated the direction of the washroom and stated, "Once you have finished, you can come to the 24th floor where I will be waiting for you."

He then turned towards a specific direction, pointing towards the elevator, and added,

"Kindly utilize that lift to reach the designated floor. Is that acceptable to you?"

After acknowledging his instructions, she nodded her head and proceeded towards the restroom.

After finishing her buisness, she stood in front of the mirror and proceeded to wash her hands. As she observed her reflection, she pondered,

'Have I made the correct decision in marrying him? Is he the perfect match for me? Will I truly find happiness with him? Will I ever develop genuine love for him?'

Presently, she remains uncertain regarding any of these queries. Unfortunately, she does not possess any alternative options but to proceed with the marriage.

She let out a sigh, exited the washroom, and proceeded towards the elevator as instructed to reach the 24th floor.

She pressed the button, patiently waiting for the lift to open, but there was no response. She attempted to press it again, hoping for a different result, but the lift remained unresponsive.

Letting out another sigh, she decided to try her luck with the adjacent elevator on the opposite side.

She went there and pressed the button to open the lift, but it didn't work.

She frowned, wondering why none of the lifts were working. She pouted at the thought of having to take the stairs to get to that floor and began to step away.

However, just as she was about to do so, she heard a ding sound. Her worried expression quickly turned into a wide smile, thinking she wouldn't have to take the steps after all.

But as the lift doors opened, her smile vanished, and she stilled upon noticing someone standing inside the lift.

She felt a sense of apprehension as she observed his face, reminiscent of a flawless Greek deity.

Anxiously, she proceeded to join him, observing his impeccably tailored black suit that complemented his persona effortlessly.

Awkwardly, she positioned herself next to him, contemplating the urge to gaze at him once more.

She struggled to decipher her fascination with his face, perhaps because he was the first person she had encountered who possessed such breathtaking handsomeness.

Overwhelmed with nervousness, she tightly clutched her handbag, glancing downwards to observe his impeccably matching and meticulously polished shoes.

In contrast, she couldn't help but notice the frayed appearance of her own sandals, seemingly on the verge of disrepair.

Suddenly, a sense of self-consciousness washed over her in his presence, feeling even more intimidated standing beside him.

While he took notice of her shivering form, and he found it amusing to see her trembling and standing beside him.

While reaching the 14th floor, his expression turned sour, when someone stopped the lift.

However, when the elevator doors opened, he encountered an enchanting individual waiting outside. He had never before witnessed such a captivating smile, but it swiftly vanished upon noticing his presence inside.

He observed her apprehensively entering the elevator and pressing the same button that would take them to his floor. His curiosity piqued as he wondered about her purpose for wanting to reach that particular floor.

He fixed his gaze upon her trembling figure, allowing his eyes to casually explore every contour of her body.

Her physique resembled that of a goddess, exuding an aura of allure and grace.

In contrast to him, she appeared small due to her absence of high heels. Despite her modest attire, her covered body possessed a captivating charm that captivated his attention.

She donned a knee-length, half-sleeved dress in a soft shade of baby blue, revealing her untanned shoulder and slender neck.

As he beheld her bosom rise and fall with each breath, a surge of desire coursed through him, prompting him to utter an curse loudly "fuck"

She immediately turned her head towards him, her eyes widening upon hearing his curse. Her eyes appeared wide and innocent, resembling the frightened face of a child.

Her lips were slightly parted, devoid of any lipstick, as she softly breathed. The sight of her lips tempted him to stain them a deep red with his own.

As she noticed him staring at her lips, a gulp escaped her, causing her to avert her gaze from his intense stare.

Her face flushed with embarrassment as she tightly clutched her handbag, still feeling his penetrating gaze.

Suddenly, his breath tickled her ear, causing her to startle and move away from him.

She heard him asking,

"What is your name, 'Mi hermosa'?"

Although she did not comprehend his words, she blinked rapidly and gulped before responding,

"Angelina."

Saying this, she noticed a smirk forming on his face.

"So, Angel..." he takes a step closer to her and asks,

"Are you employed at this establishment?"

She trembles as he approaches her and, she silently urging the elevator to reach their destination quickly in her mind, contemplating escaping as soon as possible.

"No..." She responds, taking a step back.

Puzzled, he raises an eyebrow and presses on, "Then may I inquire as to why you are present in this company?"

With each step he takes towards her, she retreats two steps. Eventually, she is left frozen against the wall, her back pressed against it.

Anxiety fills her as he stands before her, and she hesitantly states,

"I arrived with my fiancé."

Upon hearing her answer, his mischievous smirk fades, and his expression turns serious.

"Fiance?" he inquired, his brows raised in curiosity, as he gazed intently at her.

She moistened her lips before responding, "Yes, he is an employee of this company, named Daniel Ricardo," causing his expression to harden.

His eyes shifted to her lips, lingering there momentarily, before he nodded slightly and inquired once more,

"So, the two of you are getting married?"

Hearing his question, she furrowed her brow, unable to comprehend the reason for his persistent interrogations.

Being a composed individual, she found it challenging to engage in casual conversations with others.

Consequently, she simply nodded in response, maintaining steady eye contact. She observed him distancing himself from her and seized his phone from his pocket.

She overheard him talking on the phone and saying, "I want to know everything about our employee, Daniel Ricardo."

After uttering these words, he abruptly ended the call and hearing his conversation, her eyes widened in astonishment, mouth slightly dropped open in shock.

She was perplexed as to why he wanted personal details concerning her fiancé.

He turned towards her and made a hand gesture, signaling for her to close her mouth.

Feeling embarrassed, she diverted her gaze and closed her mouth.

Suddenly, the elevator abruptly halted and the lights began flickering.

Feeling frightened, she quickly moved to the corner of the elevator as he furrowed his brow, sensing the unsettling situation.

They heard a loud noise, causing the lights to go out, and she screamed in fear.

The elevator started descending forcefully, prompting him to grab her arm and pull her tightly against his chest, comforting her.

In her terrified state, she clung tightly to him, wrapping both of her hands around his waist.

The elevator abruptly halted on the ninth floor, resulting in their feet losing and resulting in both of them falling. She landed on her back, while he ended up on top of her petite frame.

Above her lips, she heard him gently whisper, "Ana, are you alright?"