I stared at him and he stared back at me.

Was it just me or did Lewis King just ask me out to dinner?

Maybe I didn't hear well.

"Ms. Mchan, I'll take your silence as a yes," he stared down at his watch, "30 minutes should be enough, go dress up."

I blinked once, twice, then again and again. My brain was seriously trying to process what he had just said.

Then the thinking stopped and I came back to my full senses.

"Excuse me?" I said and banged the door on his face.

Who on earth did he think he was?

How dare he show up at my doorstep and command me to follow him. Nonsense! Even if he was the prince of England, I won't take such insults.

Leaning against the door, I heard him knock and ask me to open up.

"Ms. Mchan open up! Ms. Mchan!"

I ignored him and started to walk away. I don't care how long he knocked, I wasn't going to open up.

"Shelly I'm sorry," I heard him say and stopped walking.

Did he just call me by my name? And did he just say sorry?

I rushed back to the door but slowed down when opening it, trying my best to look calm and relaxed.

"Can we talk?" He asked the moment I opened the door.

I cleared my throat and folded my arms.

I wanted to act cool, be calm and in control but I couldn't bear it anymore.

I faced him.

"How did you get my address? Oh what am I saying, you're the boss, you have access to almost everything!"

"I was," he started talking but I cut him short.

"Listen, just because you're my boss doesn't mean you can act this way! How dare you show up at my doorstep and ask me out!"

"It's urgent and I..."

"Let me finish!" I yelled.

"Did you think I was going to jump at your request? Where on earth are your manners? Now you said sorry did it hurt you? After everything you put me through today, how dare you show up here!"

I finished screaming and stopped so I could take in deep breaths.

"Are you done?" He asked, replying calmly to all my screaming, which made me more angry.

"Yes! For now!" I replied, panting.

"Then let's talk."

"Where?"

"In my car."

I stared down at my loose blouse and shorts.

"But I'm not dressed."

"Exactly. Go dress up."

Surprisingly at his command, I made to go then stopped.

"Hold on. This is still not making any sense. Why am I dressing up and where are you taking me to?"

"To go meet my father. Your blabbering earlier today paid off, now he thinks we're in a relationship."

I stepped forward. I was getting angry.

"I told you, I didn't tell him anything!"

He put his hands into his pockets then stepped closer.

Now we were really very close and I had to stretch my neck to look up into his face.

"You heard what he said at the table. I have to bring my girlfriend to dinner this evening."

"Mr. King I don't see how that has anything to do with me." I said and he put his finger to my lips.

The movement was so sudden that it surprised me.

I slapped his hands away and staggered backwards, missing a step.

Taking his hands out of his pockets, he caught me right in time before I fell.

What was it with him catching me from falling since today?

It makes me feel like I'm in some kind of romance TV show.

Staring down at me, he spoke softly and I almost fell for it.

"This is where you come in Shelly. I need you to stand in as my girlfriend this evening."

I quickly took few steps away from him.

"Mr. King what is this? You want me to be your girlfriend for this evening?"

"Yes."

"That sounds so stupid! Why would I do such a thing? Why would I pretend to be your girlfriend and lie to the chairman?"

"It's just for this evening."

"Then what?"

"I'll inform my father that we broke up."

I felt like laughing right now but I was so tired that I couldn't.

My horrible boss who has been so mean to me since today was suddenly standing on my doorstep, asking me to act as his girlfriend.

"I'm sorry Mr. King but I can't."

"Why not?"

"Because I'm not as irresponsible as you think. I have a boyfriend and I don't need to act as your girlfriend just because you're my boss and you asked me to."

"Oh really? Did you think about being responsible when you slept with my twin the other night?"

I opened my mouth but no words came out.

I was so angry that I wasn't able to talk. I hit him hard in the chest.

"You jerk!" I screamed as he staggered backwards a bit.

"What about you? You think you're responsible? Which boss shows up at his PA's house and asks her to be his girlfriend?"

He opened his mouth to say something but no words came out. He looked so shocked.

I felt like smiling, inside of me, I felt so happy.

He always looks so calm and in control of the situation but right he didn't.

Let him just wait. I'm going to embarrass him this evening. I was ready to start screaming and yelling until my nosy neighbours hear me.

I watched him open his mouth to say something but then he stopped and looked over his shoulder.

I followed his gaze and almost heard a heart attack when I saw it.

Was that Kelvin's car coming into the driveway?

Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit!

I cursed under my breath. Why are all these misfortunes happening to me? Why is Kelvin, my boyfriend and Lewis's brother here right now?

I turned to Lewis. "Mr. King please could you go inside?"

"What?"

"Please! Please! It's my boyfriend, he's here and I can't let him see you!"

He cooperated easier than I thought and went in.

"Yo Shelly!" I heard Kelvin call from behind me.

"Ughh, h-hi!" I stammered nervously.

He came closer and pulled me in for a kiss.

When we pulled away, I wanted to ask him questions about all the things he had said at the table but there was no time for that.

"I came to take the work clothes I forgot last time."

"Oh, about that," I said, scratching my neck. "Umm, actually my house is a whole mess right now. I don't even know where I kept them but I'll find them before tomorrow's morning."

"Oh that's alright. I'll just take them later. See you at work tomorrow. Bye." He said and planted a peck on my chin.

I stood there and watched as his car drove off before entering inside.

I stepped inside my living room and stopped walking when Lewis suddenly started clapping.

"Shelly Mchan, you never seize to surprise me. Why didn't you tell me you were dating my brother?"

"Mr. King, actually I..."

He held his hand up for me to stop talking.

"Don't you find it ironical Ms. Mchan? You are dating my brother, slept with my twin yet you refuse to be my girlfriend for just this evening."

I gulped.

Oh no! He has gone back to calling me 'Ms. Mchan.

I took few steps back when he started coming closer. He kept coming closer and I kept walking backwards.

I hit my leg against something and quickly looked over my shoulder.

I was near the couch now, yet he kept coming closer.

Finally I slumped into it and he leaned over me.

This pose made reminded me of a cat about to pounce on a rat.

Wait! Was he the cat and I, the mouse?

Whatever, right now my heart was beating so hard, so loud, it scared me.

"M-m-mr. King!" I managed to stutter.

"Don't you think we can help ourselves?" He asked in a low, deep voice that sounded so dangerous right now.

"W-wh-what?"

"Think about it Shelly. You help deceive my father that I'm in a stable relationship and I keep my mouth sealed that you cheated on your boyfriend with his brother."

I reached for the hem of my shorts and squeezed at it with my sweaty palms.

Now I'm really in trouble.

The look in his eyes made me scared and shaken.

It screamed one thing; Shelly Mchan, I've got you in my web!