2. Meeting

                                    

                                          
Lou had arrived at the office early the next morning, still reeling from her encounter with the breathtaking brunette in the elevator. She couldn't shake the feeling of intrigue that had enveloped her, wondering who the woman was and why their brief interaction had felt so charged with unspoken tension.
As she settled into her office and began reviewing her work from the previous day, she couldn't help but steal a glance at the door, hoping maybe her hot brunette would show up.
Suddenly, a knock on her office door disrupted her thoughts. Lou looked up to see Amita standing there with a knowing smile. "Lou, Mrs. Ocean would like to see you in her office." she announced.
Lou's heart raced at the invitation. She gathered her composure and followed Amita down the hallway to the big office she had admired the previous day. The door was open, and Amita gestured for Lou to enter.
Stepping inside, Lou found herself in an impeccably decorated room that exuded an air of authority and sophistication. The walls were adorned with framed covers of bestselling novels, and a large mahogany desk dominated the center of the space. 
Lou was momentarily taken aback as her gaze locked onto the figure behind this desk. 
It was her.
The breathtakingly hot and sexy brunette from the elevator. 
The shock hit her like a sudden electric jolt, causing her breath to catch in her throat. 
The room seemed to spin for a moment, and Lou struggled to maintain her composure.
Debbie Ocean, Editor-in-Chief, gazed at  Lou with a knowing glint in her eyes, her lips curving into a faint, enigmatic smile.
 She leaned back in her chair, exuding an air of confidence that left Lou feeling off-balance.
"Sit down, Ms. Miller," Debbie instructed, her voice a low, controlled purr that sent shivers down the blonde's spine.
Lou complied, but her mind was racing. 
How could this striking woman she had encountered in the elevator last night be none other than the Editor-in-Chief herself?
The breathtakingly hot, sexy brunette was her boss ?
 It was a revelation that left her stunned, a twist of fate she hadn't seen coming.
Debbie Ocean's gaze bore into her, her brown eyes holding an intensity that was both unnerving and captivating. She seemed to read Lou's surprise, and the room was thick with unspoken tension.
"It's nice to finally meet you, Miss Miller." Debbie whispered with a bit of a smile.
"Nice to meet you too; actually, we already met yesterday in the elevator...."
Debbie's expression remained inscrutable. "Did we ?" she replied, her tone neutral.
Lou pressed on, her shock giving way to a determined desire for clarity. "Yes, I'm sorry I didn't introduce myself, I didn't know who you were."
Debbie's lips quirked into a faint, enigmatic smile, but there was an edge to her voice as she responded, "Sure..."
Despite the  chill in Debbie's tone, Lou couldn't help but feel a magnetic pull—an undeniable connection between them that defied explanation. 
Debbie leaned forward, her fingers tapping rhythmically on the polished desk. "So...  I expect nothing less than absolute dedication from my editors. You will be held to the highest standards, Ms. Miller, and your performance will be closely monitored."
Lou nodded, her determination unwavering despite the enigmatic hostility in Debbie's demeanor. "Sure, I'm here to do my best... and you can call me Lou..."