The Handsome CEO Fell in Love with Me

I still remember the day I accidentally spilled coffee all over the CEO of Smith Enterprises. It was a typical Monday morning, and I was rushing to get to the office on time. As I turned the corner, I collided with a tall, handsome man in a tailored suit.

The coffee splattered everywhere, staining his crisp white shirt and tie. I was mortified.

"Oh no, I'm so sorry!" I exclaimed, as I frantically tried to grab some napkins from the nearby café.

The man looked at me with a mixture of surprise and amusement. "It's okay, accidents happen," he said with a charming smile.

As I helped him clean up the mess, our eyes met, and I felt a spark of electricity run through my body. I couldn't help but notice how piercing his blue eyes were, or how chiseled his features were.

"Thank you for your help," he said, as he took the napkins from me. "I'm Ethan Smith, the CEO of Smith Enterprises."

"I'm Emily Wilson, the new marketing assistant," I replied, feeling a bit intimidated.

Ethan smiled again, and I felt my heart skip a beat. "Well, Emily, it's nice to meet you. I hope our next encounter is less... messy."

I laughed, feeling a bit more at ease. "Me too, Mr. Smith."

As we parted ways, I couldn't help but wonder if I would ever see him again

I tried to put the encounter with Ethan out of my mind, focusing instead on my new job as a marketing assistant. I spent the morning reviewing reports and attending meetings, trying to get up to speed on the company's current projects.

As I sat at my desk, sipping my lunchtime coffee, I couldn't help but think about Ethan. Who was this man, really? What kind of CEO spills coffee all over his shirt and still manages to look poised and confident?

Just as I was starting to get lost in my thoughts, my boss, Mrs. Jenkins, called me into her office. "Emily, I have a special assignment for you," she said, a hint of a smile on her face.

I nodded eagerly, wondering what the assignment could be. "What is it, Mrs. Jenkins?"

"I want you to work with Mr. Smith on a new marketing campaign for one of our biggest clients," she replied.

My heart skipped a beat as I processed the information. Working with Ethan? I wasn't sure if I was excited or terrified.

"But, Mrs. Jenkins, I'm just a new assistant," I protested. "I don't have much experience."

Mrs. Jenkins waved her hand dismissively. "Mr. Smith specifically requested you for this project. He was impressed with your... creativity, I suppose, in our little encounter this morning."

I felt my face heat up as I remembered the coffee incident. "Oh, that," I muttered.

Mrs. Jenkins smiled. "Yes, that. Well, go ahead and report to Mr. Smith's office. He's waiting for you."

I took a deep breath, trying to calm my nerves. Working with Ethan was going to be interesting, to say the least.

As I walked to Ethan's office, I couldn't help but wonder what this project would entail. Would we be working closely together? Would he be as charming and friendly as he was this morning?

I pushed open the door to his office, and Ethan looked up from his desk, a smile spreading across his face.

Sorry this is the continuation of chapter 2

"Ah, Emily. Thanks for coming," he said, standing up to greet me.

I felt a flutter in my chest as he approached me. "Of cours, Mr. Smith, " I replied, trying to sound professional.

Ethan chuckled. "Please, call me Ethan. We're going to be working together closely, after all."

I nodded, feeling a sense of trepidation mixed with excitement.

What would this project bring? And what would happen between Ethan and me?

Ethan gestured for me to take a seat, and I sat down in one of the plush chairs in front of his desk.

"So, Emily, I'm sure Mrs. Jenkins has briefed you on the project," he said, leaning back in his chair.

I nodded, pulling out my notebook and pen. "Yes, she told me it's a new marketing campaign for one of your biggest clients."

Ethan nodded. "That's right. We need to come up with a campaign that will increase brand awareness and drive sales."

I scribbled some notes on my pad. "What's the client's product or service?"

Ethan smiled. "That's the best part. They're a luxury fashion brand, and we're launching their new fall collection."

My eyes widened. "That sounds amazing."

Ethan leaned forward, his eyes sparkling with enthusiasm. "I know, right? I'm really excited about this project."

As we brainstormed ideas for the campaign, I found myself feeling more and more at ease around Ethan. He was easy to talk to, and his passion for the project was infectious.

Before I knew it, we'd been working for hours, and the sun was starting to set outside.

Ethan glanced at his watch. "Wow, I had no idea it was so late."

I stood up, stretching my arms over my head. "I should probably get going."

Ethan nodded, standing up as well. "Yeah, me too."

As we walked out of his office together, I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement about the project – and about working with Ethan.

As we reached the elevator, Ethan turned to me. "Hey, Emily?"

I turned to him. "Yeah?"

"Want to grab dinner with me tonight? We can discuss the project some more

My heart skipped a beat. Was this a date?

I hesitated for a moment, unsure of how to respond. Was this a business dinner or something more?

Ethan smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "It's just dinner, Emily. We can discuss the project and get to know each other better."

I nodded, feeling a sense of relief. "Okay, that sounds great."

We decided to meet at a nearby restaurant, a fancy Italian place that I'd never been to before. I spent the next hour agonizing over what to wear, finally settling on a simple black dress that made me feel confident and elegant.

As I arrived at the restaurant, I couldn't help but feel a little nervous. What if this was a date? What if Ethan was interested in me romantically?

I pushed the thoughts aside and took a deep breath. I was here to discuss business, after all.

Ethan was already there, sipping a glass of wine at the bar. He stood up as I approached, his eyes scanning me from head to toe.

"You look beautiful, Emily," he said, smiling.

I felt a flutter in my chest as he took my hand and led me to our table. The restaurant was dimly lit, with soft music playing in the background. It felt intimate and romantic, and I couldn't help but wonder if Ethan had chosen this place on purpose.

As we sat down, Ethan handed me a menu. "So, what do you like to eat?" he asked.

I scanned the menu, feeling a little overwhelmed. "I'm not sure," I admitted. "What do you recommend?"

Ethan smiled. "The pasta here is amazing. I always get the spaghetti carbonara."

I nodded, deciding to trust his judgment. "I'll try that," I said.

As we ordered and waited for our food to arrive, we chatted about everything from the project to our personal lives. I found myself feeling more and more at ease around Ethan, and I couldn't help but notice the way his eyes sparkled in the dim light of the restaurant.

Our food arrived, and we dug in, savoring the delicious flavors. The spaghetti was amazing, just like Ethan had promised.

As we finished our dessert and prepared to part ways, I couldn't help but wonder what the future held for us.

Was this just a business dinner, or was something more developing between us?

As we stood outside the restaurant, Ethan turned to me and smiled. "Thanks for tonight, Emily. I had a great time."

I smiled back, feeling a sense of excitement. "I had a great time too."

Ethan leaned in, his face inches from mine. "I'll see you tomorrow, Emily."

And with that, he turned and walked away, leaving me feeling breathless and confused.

What was happening between us?

I watched him go, feeling a sense of wonder. Was this the start of something special?