Seconds passed and I didn't feel any pain again. I cleared my eyes and my muscles got stiff.

I noticed I was hovering over a man.

He had tousled dark black hair, which was thick and lustrous. His eyes were a hypnotic deep crystal blue.Flecks of silvery light performed ballets throughout. His face was strong and defined, his features moulded from granite. He had dark eyebrows, which sloped downwards in a serious expression. His lips had drawn into a hard line across his face. His perfect lips are ripe for kissing. When our eyes meet each other, I feel time stop. Everything pauses, just him and me.

The crystal blue colour swirled into an Atlantic blue as he gazed at me. I could feel myself becoming hypnotised by the changing colors.

I could see wind-stirred waves in his eyes. If one were brave enough to enter their depths, all else would blur, and you'd fall so deeply in love that you'd choose to stay there, no matter what. Of that, I'm completely sure.

"What the hell, girl, if you don't know how to ride a bicycle, why the hell do you ride it? What if something happens to my favourite car?" he snapped with his jaw clenched.

He squinted at me through hardened eyes that once had been my salvation, but now they brought only unfounded accusations. Their colour had only yesterday reminded me of my seaport home, gazing out to where the blue of the ocean blended into the blue of the sky. Now they were simply chilling. Every muscle in his face was tense and without a word he communicated intense mistrust, anger, and despising. He was glaring at me, seething, clenching his fists rhythmically...

His sudden outburst took me back, and even barred my teeth after hearing his ugly words.

"You know, it's my eyes, so my wish where I wish to look and my legs wherever I wish to go. It's none of your business, Mr. whatever your name is, I don't care," I snapped at him with clenched fists.

"Did you have mental issues? Because of you I am in this condition," he barked with a dry mouth.

I noticed he was wearing a maroon expensive Armani suit, but his hand was bleeding, of course, because of falling on the hard surface of the road, practically because of me. Even though I am hovering over him, it's so intimate.

"Oh, so sorry," he said, and got up from behind. I extended my hand to him to help him, but he abruptly stood by himself, rejecting my help.

Whatever he thinks of me, the truth is he is injured because of my stupidity. Even though blood was coming out of his hand, he didn't even let a scratch come to me. I am perfectly fine because of him.

"You are hurt." I cried out, and took his hand to examine the wound, but he quickly snatched away his hand from my touch as I was about to burn him.

I don't need your help. I will take care of it by myself, "he snapped with bared teeth.

I closed my eyes, breathing deeply. One, two, three, four, five. I noticed a clay ball beneath my feet; I crushed it so hard by cursing in my heart. It's practically my mistake. I should be grateful to him rather than be angry with him.

"Please, let me at least examine your wound, otherwise it will catch something serious," I said, second-guessing the consequences if I didn't treat his wounds. What if he catches serious infections from wounds?

He stared intensely into my eyes. Something flickered in his beautiful crystal blue eyes, some unknown emotion. Before I could read it, it again went into his usual cold, emotionless eyes.

Don't you understand? I don't need your bloody help. Get lost from here, "he sneered at me."

"Listen Mr., I AM GOING TO EXAMINE YOUR WOUND, DON'T YOU DARE TO REFUSE ME," I said, thrusting my chin upwards to him, who seemed surprised by my outburst.

I led him to his car; it is that LEXUS LC, which handles this mess, but how beautiful is this car, ugh my obsession?

I opened the door of the car for him and made him sit there. "Um, you have to pull away from your suit so I can properly see your wound and treat it." I asked him, and he sighed and started taking off his suit. I helped him do it when finally he took off his suit. He was in a white shirt. Even from the shirt, I could see his perfectly sculpted abs and Greek God body like bliss. Wait, what was I thinking? No, he is a jerk but still my saviour

I unbuttoned his shirt because his elbow and lower hand were injured; he was staring at me without blinking his eyes. Did he ever blink? I thought

I took a first aid kit and took cotton and dripped it into antiseptic.

"It will hurt a little, but trust me, not much," I said to him, and he rolled his eyes while tapping his foot.

While I was treating his wound, I felt his eyes on me the entire time. I looked up and noticed he again had emotions in his cold eyes.

When he noticed me, his eyes again darkened. He looked away from me, with fidgeting muscles.

"Get out," he barked at me...

I frowned, confused. "W... What?" I ask, gripping the hem of the bandage in my hand.

You saved me from that freaking accident, Mr. Unmannered jerk, or I also don't know how badly I made your condition by talking to me in such a rude manner.

He closed his eyes, and his hands clenched into fists. "I said get the hell out. I don't like to repeat myself." This time he replied loudly to me, with bared teeth.

I quickly got out of his car as he said to me, and a man in his late thirties came running towards us. He is in a white uniform, like a driver.

"Sir," he says, bowing slightly.

Mr. Jerk and I took some steps back to turn around and look away.

"Blake, to my penthouse," he ordered, and Blake quickly ran towards the driver's seat.

Mr. Jerk rolled close to his car's window.

I cupped my elbow with one hand while tapping my lips with the other.

The sound of the car started to eavesdrop into my ears.

I stared at Mr.Jerk already in the car, but like he realised something, he quickly snapped his head in my direction, just as his cold eyes met mine.

I felt my breathing growing faster and more audible. Something was there in those beautiful crystal blue eyes, and after some seconds, the car was out of my sight like it never existed.

I pity poor Blake. How can he even tolerate that, irritated by everything in this world, 'Mr. Jerk', my cheeks dimpled at my thoughts? I should not think like this. He saved me from the accident.

I can't even say thank you to him. He saved me from getting hurt, but how can I? He didn't even talk properly to me, and besides this, why is he so rude and cold towards me? I shook away this thought.

Well, it seems like I have to take the subway to my apartment.

I shrugged and went towards the subway station.

I felt dizzy while feeling my rushing adrenaline.

I got a job at The Knight Industries as a Quotes and Add Designer in the Marketing and Advertising Department of The Knight Industries.

I got an email from the company, Knight Industries, about my job acceptance. They are one of the best and biggest industries in the whole USA.

It's mostly impossible to get a job there. I heard they hire the best of the best.

Well, I have always been good at my studies from my childhood with great grades, but there are some dark memories as well. I shook my head. I don't want to think about it now, I thought.

I have been searching since this morning in my wardrobe for what to wear. Normally I don't put so much effort into my clothing, but I have to give a good impression on my first day of work. It is, after all, The Knight Industries.

Finally, after thinking and searching for so long, I found the perfect clothes.

I put on a white blouse, a black fitted pencil skirt, and white heels. I applied only lip balm on my lips. I put mascara on my eyes and the rest of my face I leave natural. It doesn't need makeup.

After that, Olivia comes to my place.

"Ready, Eter," I overheard her voice while I was applying moisturiser over my face.

"Yes," I said while coming out of my room, keeping important documents I needed there.

When Olivia saw me, her head tilted slightly to the side.

"Eter, you look so beautiful," she said to me as her lips parted.

"Thank you, fan," I said to her and winked playfully.

"You know, if I was a boy, then I could have married you right here." She nudged me playfully, and I gave her a flying kiss while keeping my documents in my purse.

"Okay, let's go. I don't want you to be late on the first day of your work," she said.

"Yeah," I said while sitting in the passenger seat of her car.

Finally, after a half-hour, we arrived at Knight Industries.

I gasped while seeing the biggest and most stunning skyscraper I have ever seen. The Knight Industries written over it.

This name and skyscraper appear to be quite elegant.

I saw guards standing outside the industry. Protect it like soldiers protect the palace.

"Bye, Eter, all the best on your first day," Olivia said to me, giving me a hug.

"Thank you," I said to her while closing my eyes and taking a calming breath.

"Wait, Eter, I have something for you here," Olivia said, giving me a packed cup of Oreo shake.

"Wow Oli, thank you so much. I need this girl. You know me very well," I said while sagging against the side of her car, with a slow smile.

"I've known you since childhood, and whenever you're stressed, you feel better after drinking an Oreo shake; remember childhood memories," she said, smiling.

"Yeah, childhood days are the best," I said.

"Okay, Eter go, otherwise you will get late," she said, squeezing my hand.

"Yeah," I said while getting out of the car.

When I go towards the entrance, the guard asks me for my ID and a letter.

I showed him a letter and I got through the company email.

Then he gave me a curt nod to go inside.

"Thank you," I said to him with a little smile.

When I walked into the building

My heartbeat increased as my mouth felt so dry, staring at its Elegant and Grace can't describe this place. It is so amazing and beautiful with a stunning interior. My trance was broken when someone accidentally bumped into me.

I rubbed my legs several times into the carpet before entering this amazing skyscraper.

I shook my head. Still, my mind is trying to calm itself.

"Hey," I said to the receptionist, "She is blonde with a beautiful face and she is wearing a blue pencil skirt and white blouse."

"Yes," She looked at me with a cheerful smile. Seeing her smile, my mood started to lighten up.

I am new here. I just got a job, "I said to her.

"Name," she asked.

"Eternity Granger," I said to her.

She types what seems like my name on the keyboard of the laptop. After some seconds, she meets my gaze.

"Report to Assistant editor, 27th floor. Report to Elena Cary. She is the head of the department," she said to me while pointing towards the lift.

"Thank you," I said to her with a tingling warmth in my limbs.

When I went towards the elevator, it had a huge crowd among it. I stood among the men in business suits and nicely dressed blonde girls.

My gaze was drawn to another elevator, which appeared luxurious despite having a platinum border around it; however, it appeared abandoned.

I go towards it.

"What if I took this?" I thought, giggling and about to enter it.

"It's for private use, mam, but the only boss who can use it," the guard said to me, giving me an apologetically wry smile.

I nodded. I could feel my skin picking up. By my behaviour earlier

Why do I have to poke my nose everywhere?

I was about to go down the public elevator when my leg hit something hard and I was ready to fall on the floor. I quickly closed my eyes. I felt goosebumps over my hands. With accelerated breathing rate, I felt my body muscles getting tense.

But nothing happened until I felt an arm around my waist and felt my body tense with the touch of the person who was holding me by the waist.

Slowly, I opened my eyes. I saw those stunning crystal blue eyes again.

Wait, he is that man who saved me yesterday from a freaking accident, but he is rude as hell towards me. I looked at his hand, but he was dressed in an Armani suit, so it was hidden.

Glancing up, I saw his side profile: Aaron Knight! owner of Knight & Co.

Bye, world! Please wear bright colours at my funeral.

Is that Aaron Knight? Oh my God, that's why I've had a feeling I've seen him somewhere, in top magazines and newspapers.Why that day I couldn't recognise him then? Maybe because my mind was fully focused on the accident that time.

"You again," he said to me with rigid stiffness in his muscles. I could feel his hands tight around my waist with his eyes darkening.

Why is he always pissed off at me?

He quickly jerked his hands off of my waist. I balanced myself, standing up straight.

Without even a single glance, he goes towards his private elevator with a man and a group of guards trailing behind him as loyal tails.

"Seems like someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed," I muttered to myself.

I can feel my weight shifting side by side. I go towards another elevator where people are already there. Finally, when I arrive at the 27th floor, I go towards the office of the head of the department.

When I reached the office, I knocked on her door. "Ma'am, this is Eternity Granger," I said.

"Oh yes, honey, please come in," she said with a very cheerful voice.

"Thank you," I said to her while sitting on the seat in front of her. She invited me to sit

Your grades are very impressive. Your certificates in art design are also very impressive. Even your points in an interview at our company are very nice. So, I hope you won't disappoint me, "she said to me softly.

"No, ma'am, I will try to give my best to you," I said to her, and she chuckled.

Mrs. Elena called out, "Nancy."

After that, a girl whom I can see named Nancy comes to the cabin.

"Yes, ma'am," she said, smiling at Mrs.Carry.

"Please show Miss Granger her desk, Nancy dear;"

"Yes, ma'am, of course," she said to her, smiling at me.

Before I go, Mrs. Elena Cary said to me, "I hope you will enjoy working for Knight." I nodded to her.

"Of course ma'am," I said.

Nancy comes out of her office.

"Here is your desk. Please make yourself comfortable," she said to me, smiling widely.

"Thank you," I told her.

"What is your name?" she asked me.

"Hii, I am Eternity," I said.

"Wow, Eternity, such a lovely name. My name is Nancy Martin, and here is your report for which you must work," she said, handing me a file.

After getting a brief description of my work from her, I sat down at my desk after completing my file. I sighed.

And thinking about Aaron, I can't believe he saved me that day, but he was always so cold and pissed off with me. I don't know why How is his hand still hurting him? I didn't even say thank you to him. He never talked straight with me.

Eternity's pov

After 2 weeks

It's been two weeks since I started working here at Knights Empire Industry.

I must say, I enjoyed my work here. I mean, everyone is so friendly here with me except that arrogant Aaron Knight, owner, and CEO of the Knights empire.

Avery, the receptionist whom I met on the first day, also ended up being my good friend.

So, now I have a really interesting and amazing workplace.

Well, before coming, I always buy coffee.

One for Mrs. Elle Clark and receptionist Avery and, of course, for me, it's become my daily routine

I am wearing a black dress reaching below my thigh and wearing a white jacket above it with black boots. I tied my long brown hair into a ponytail.

I was just getting away from Starbucks, grabbing a packet that contained three cups of coffee.

Before I could make it towards the skyscraper of the Knight Empire,

A man in a black hoodie. His face is covered with a cap of his black hoodie.

He handed me a brown folder and said, "Keep it." He mentioned to me

"What is this?" I asked as I tilted my head quizzically.

But he spoke nothing and rapidly went aside from my way.

I stood there with a small gasp and stared at the folder.

"What was that for?" I whispered and then decided that I should open this folder when I reach the office.

I came to the Skyscraper of the Knight Empire.

Then I put a cup of coffee on Avery's desk. That receptionist ended up being my good friend.

She smiled at me. "Eter, you don't need to," she said.

"Come on, at least this I can do for my good friend," I said to her.

Then I put coffee at Mrs. Elle Clark's, head of my department office. "Thank you, dear," she said kindly to me.

I said to her with a dazed look of bewilderment because I was thinking about the brown folder in my bag which that mysterious hooded man gave me.

"What happened, dear? You seem worried," she whispered to me.

"Nothing just seems like I woke up too early," I said while glancing around the room or refusing to make eye contact with her.

Then I came into my desk. I stared at that folder; I leaned my head over my chair while chewing my lip and opened that folder.

When I opened that folder, my skin gets tingled seeing what was in it

It was confidential information about Knight Empire, my workplace, and also some very personal information about deals that are going to be cracked by our company.

But strange, this is very confidential information, which is mainly only for the boss and owner of the company.

What is this doing to me and, most importantly, who was that mysterious man?

I should tell him everything.

I quickly go towards the elevator with that brown folder.

And go towards floor 24, the CEO's Floor.

When I arrived at the CEO's floor, I quickly went towards his office.

I met his assistant, Ancy, outside his office.

"Hey, Ancy," I said to her.

"Oh Eter." "Hi, how are you girl," she said to me, smiling cheerfully.

"Yeah, can I meet Mr. Knight, please. It's urgent," I asked her while sweat was coming down from my forehead, as I felt tingling cramps in my stomach.

"Um, Eter." I am sorry but Sir is not here. He is in another branch of the company which is in California, "she said to me, smiling in apology."

"Um, okay," "I said in a low whisper while clutching that folder so tightly, I could feel my nails getting dig to do hard.

"Is there anything important you can tell me?" she said

"N... Nothing, okay, see you around," I said to her and comes out from CEO's floor

It was an evening I was working on files given to me

Someone comes and stands before my desk. It is a bodyguard.

"Excuse me, Miss Granger, you are called to Ceo Office," He said to me

"Okay," I said to him, standing up and going towards the elevator

When we arrived at Aaron's office,

I found two people one is a middle-aged man, and another is a girl less aged than that man and the team of lawyers least six lawyers sitting but my boss Aaron Knight he is not here

When they saw me, that middle-aged man stood up and said

"Miss Granger, good you come. I am Coyle. Now can you please tell us where you are in the morning and who you meet." He said to me, his face having a hard expression, which means no funny business, strictly business.

"It would be great if you told me why I am being questioned," I said matter-of-factly.

"Because of a crime investigation," The woman who was younger than him. She is shorter than him and has blonde hair, which is tied in a ponytail.

"According to surveillance and our investigation, you received a package from someone in the morning," and looked at me, and I remembered the package I received in the morning from a mysterious man.

"I did receive something," I said to them.

"Oh," the woman said, looking at me.

"Do you have that document?" Coyle asked me.

"Yes, it is at my desk," I said, shifting back and forth.

After a while, the guard brings that document from my desk.

When they opened it, they found all the important confidential documents about Knight Industries.

"Why would that man give these documents to you or if he has been collecting them for you?" Coyle asked me.

After an hour, they were investigating me, asking questions about the incident.

I was poking my tongue lightly into my cheek and inhaling a long breath. I already told them that I didn't know that hooded man, but they seemed to believe in me.

Finally, the CEO, Aaron Knight, that arrogant jerk, showed up in all business-like crisp wrinkles free Armani suit with two men following behind him.

Coyle, Abby He acknowledged them and looked at us sleepless. His deep crystal blue eyes stopped at me. He looked at me with a straight face. His hair was messed up like he had run his hand through it because of frustration. He looked exhausted, but still, he looked so handsome.

When I looked at him, I noticed his clenched jaw, intense eye contact, furrowed brows, and reddened skin.

"You," he shouted at me with furrowed eyebrows and clenched teeth, making my muscles tense up, making cramps in my stomach.

It seems like I am in great deep trouble.