LOUIS' POV
"Mr Carrington, here is your coffee!" She said enthusiastically as she placed it on my desk. I was going through some work documents in my office at the Carrinton HQ.
"Thank you," I said to her and looked down at her.
She looked at me expectantly as she looked at the papers and drew closer to me. "Is there any work you need me to do or something you need?" She asked as she leaned into me, and I suspiciously eyed her, wondering what she was doing.
Her green eyes looked up to me innocently as if she wasn't doing anything.
"No, I'm fine, I'm sure you have work of your own to do. I reminded her as I moved away from her.
"Yes, of course, but don't hesitate to call me," she accepted and then walked out of my office. I felt relieved seeing her gone.
Leigh-Anne catered to me a little too much. Always making my coffee, always getting uncomfortably close or trying to flirt with me. At first, in my first week, it was a bit subtle, but now it seemed she was getting worse.
