A pair of gray eyes staring into hazel ones. It was the first time that Adam was seeing her eyes from such a small distance. He could clearly see that her hazel brown irises had a small amount of golden flecks scattered throughout. They reminded him of honey, in a flawless glass jar, reflecting the rays of sunlight in different directions. But the only difference was that her eyes had their own light, they didn't need any sun.
'Please Stella, talk to me.' He thought, looking down at her face.
After what it felt like to be an eternity, Stella finally decided to open her mouth, "You really want to know?" She asked him only to receive a firm nod in reply.
"You probably helped me because you like having a beautiful face around yourself. Just like all those typical bosses, you love to have a pretty assistant around you. Don't you?" She almost shouted at him.
Adam frowned listening to her. He wasn't worried about her shouting at him. She could shout as much as she wanted to. His office had the best sound insulation, not even a single sound could go outside.
He was worried about what she had said to him.
"Do you really think that I am someone like that?" He asked her, controlling his anger. He didn't want to even raise his voice let alone shout at her.
She stayed quiet and didn't answer him.
"Stella! Answer me. Do you really think of me as such a person?" He asked her again, pressing her for an answer.
"If you are not, then why would you help someone you have only known for just a couple of days?" She snapped back at him.
"Have you lost it Stella?" He still asked her politely.
"Why would I lose it? Aren't I right? You probably helped me so that you can get into my good books and then later on take advantage of it." She replied to him.
Adam looked at her with confusion in his eyes. 'She really thinks that I am someone like that. Where have I gone wrong? What did I do wrong for her to think of me as someone like that?' Adam was internally struggling.
"What are you looking at now, Sir? Are you going to fire me now because I have spoken out of my place?" She brought him back to the present.
Adam clenched his hands tightly into fists that still rested on the door.
"What? Are you going to let me go now or not?" She scoffed.
Adam was trying his best to control his anger, but she was making it difficult for him.
"Are you going to let me go or take advantage of me?" Her last sentence made him lose his mind.
He stepped one step closer to her, but there was still a big gap between them. "What if I actually do that? Where will you go after that?" He smirked at her.
A shiver ran down Stella's spine, looking at his expressions.
"Who do you think you are? Are you even worthy that I would cross my bottom line for you?" He gritted his teeth.
"I took your side not because you have a pretty face, but because you are my employee. I never like my employees being used or wrongly accused. Parker was the one who was in the wrong then. So I took your side. I would have done the same thing if it had been anyone else in your place." He was completely enraged. It was the first time that someone had accused him of such a thing, especially his staff.
Though he liked this little elf, he wouldn't do something wrong to her let alone something immoral. Liking her was one thing and doing such a thing was another.
"As for getting in your good books, do you think that I, Adam Levinson, will need to be in someone's good book?" He continued looking at her fiercely. "I have the entire world at my feet, I won't be needing something so invaluable."
"I was only treating you good because that's my nature. I was brought up to be a gentleman, Ms. Stella. You are the one who took it the wrong way." He scoffed.
He stared into her eyes. He was hurt for how and what she thought of him. Thinking about what she had said to him, his blood was boiling in anger.
*THUD!*
He punched the door next to her head with all his might. He couldn't control his anger anymore. His sudden outburst frightened Stella. She was trembling in fear now.
'SHIT!!! What have I done? She looks so scared.' He was more angry at himself than her.
He took a step back, his hands in fists by his sides.
"Ms. Stella, GET OUT!" He snapped at her.
Stella scurried out quickly.
Adam looked at her running figure, running his hands through his hairs in frustration. He walked to his office desk and sat down trying to calm himself down.
'I shouldn't have done that.' He thought as his mind was calming down. His gaze landed on his right hand, the knuckles were bruised badly because of the impact of the punch earlier.
His subsiding anger resurfaced looking at his bruised knuckles as he remembered Stella's frightened face. He swiped his hand across the table, crashing everything down on the ground.His already bruised hand started bleeding due to the impact. He ignored the blood and the pain creeping up his arm, turning his chair around to look outside, gazing into the distance.