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Ace's POV:
Monday morning, I went to work as usual. I hadn't seen Heather since the day we met in the elevator. I didn't want to go to her office so I would avoid intimidating her. If she needed my help, she'd call. As for Christina and Sawyer, they kept on with their ridiculous flirting and seduction manoeuvres. Of course I pretended to be affected. Yeah, right.
During the lunch break, I decided it was the best moment to go visit that apartment like I'd promised.
I drove through town until I reached and went through a gate before parking my car in front of the building. It was a big building and looked expensive. I took my phone out and called Keith.
"Yeah, hello Keith? Yeah, I'm here."
"Enter and come up to my apartment. Number 36. The eight floor."
"Okay."
I hung up and went in. I then took the elevator to the eight floor. Everything looked expensive, from the building itself to the people living inside.
I reached the floor and made my way to Keith's door where I knocked. He soon opened and let me in.
"Hey, pal."
"Hey." we hugged each other and went in to sit.
His apartment was really beautiful, spacious and did have a beautiful view on the city. If mine was gonna be similar, I'd be satisfied.
The manager of the place soon arrived for us to talk business. He took to us to apartment thirty seven, right after that of Keith. We got in. Just the entrance was attractive.
It was similar to Keith's but better. I loved it already. I visited its kitchen, living room, opened its fridge, checked the toilets and the beautiful bedroom. Perfect.
"So fuckboy, you taking it?" Keith asked. I turned to the manager.
"I'm taking it." I said with a smile as I paid him my rent for a whole year in advance.
"Fine, sir. Thank you." the manager said, taking the money and giving me the keys before leaving.
Keith put a hand on my shoulder and we both stared at the apartment from the door for a while.
"Welcome to my life, dude." Keith said.
"Oh, yeah." I smiled. The place was more than perfect.

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I returned to work in quite a very good mood.
An hour later, while I was busy with the work Christina had given me, her personal assistant came in with a few files.
"Christina said you should edit them and after that, hand them over to Heather."
I smiled and collected the files. Perfect excuse to go to her office or to see her.
"Sure. I'll do that right away."
When he left the office, I started with the editing. I was really fast and after about forty five minutes, I was through.
I got up and headed for her office.
I reached her door and knocked. She asked me to enter. I got in and the first thing I noticed was her hair. I felt my heartbeat slightly speed up. She looked even more like the Heather I'd known, with beautiful and fully brown hair.
She looked up from her computer to see who had entered her office.
Heather's POV:
When I saw that it was Ace that had entered my office, I didn't really know how to react. He smiled nervously at me.
"Good afternoon, Heather."
I managed a shy smile at him.
"Good afternoon, Ace. Take a seat."
He came over and sat down.
"You're very beautiful with your natural hair color." he said.
I felt my cheeks burn. How did he– Anyway, it was evident. My mom and Sawyer were complete brunettes so I was surely one.
"Thank you." I smiled shyly and tucked my hair behind my ear.
"You're welcome. Here." he gave me some files.
"Oh, thanks." I collected them.
Ace's POV:
She was always so shy. If only she knew how much her smile, when I'd entered her office, had warmed my heart. I was happy she was putting in effort to act normally and treat me nicely. I decided to try out something.
"Miss Heather?"
"Yes?"
"Do I scare you?" I asked courageously. She looked at me in surprise, her eyes a little more open than usual.
"W– what??"
"I have the feeling that you don't really like me."
Her mouth dropped open. She was clearly speechless. I tried not to smile.
"What? Why do you think so?" she asked nervously, her face reddening.
"Because you've been avoiding me ever since I started working here. And it's only because of that elevator incident that you actually seemed to be polite or at ease around me."
Her mouth was still open. I knew she was even more nervous but I had to pass through this conversation to clear things out with her.
"N– no, you shouldn't think that way." she stammered, "It's not like I don't like you, I do like you."
I smiled at what she'd just said. She blushed.
"I mean I do appreciate you as much as any other employee here."
"Thank you. That really consoles me. Does this mean there are possibilities of us becoming friends?" I asked.
She looked at me lost. I stared straight into her eyes.
"Um, I guess."
"Thank you. I'm happy to hear that." I stood up with a smile, "Because I wouldn't want to give a bad impression to the most beautiful girl working in this company."
She smiled back in a shy manner.
"Thank you, Ace."
I nodded politely before excusing myself and leaving her office.