A/N: hello! Thank you for the support. I watched Divergent last night and I couldn't stop talking throughout the movie because I already knew the lines. Anyway, it was fab! 2 hrs and 30 mins long!

P.s. My real name is Beatrice ;)

As Zachary Goode entered his building at 10 am sharp, employees started to greet him. It was protocol, of course.

"Good morning, Mr. Goode." Calls out Liz, a petite blond at the reception. As usual, Zachary ignored everyone's voice. He thought that people were only required to greet; and that's why they greeted him. Surprisingly, for the first time in history, Zachary stopped by the reception. Liz, the girl there, widens her eyes. She gulps and asks in a shaky voice, while adjusting her glasses, "Do you need anything Mr. Goode?" Zach smiles at his employee for the first time. Leaning closer to Liz, so only that she could hear, he asks in a low voice, "Ms. Sutton, is Ms. Morgan already here?"

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Cameron Morgan sat on her new desk and heaved a sigh. She had just finished putting her new things in her new office and it was a hefty amount of work which left her exhausted. Great, she thought, exhausted and I haven't done anything yet. Just as she had stood up to grab a coffee from the Break Room, down the hallway, the large glass doors open revealing a smirking Zachary Goode. She stands up straighter, greeting him. "Good morning, Mr. Goode." He ignores her greeting and stops in front of her, staring. "Ms. Morgan, can you tell me what time you arrived here?" He asks, sounding amused though he tried very hard to hide it. She blinks twice. What time did she arrive? "Oh. Um, eight o' clock?"

She expected something drastic and sarcastic from him. For him to say that her time wasn't early enough. What she didn't expect was for him to burst out laughing. He was laughing so hard that he clutched his stomach. Under normal circumstances, Cammie would have found his laugh beautiful. It was music to the ears. But right now, she was downright irritated. Still, she tried her best not to slap her boss.

"What's so funny Mr. Goode?" She asks, trying to keep calm. "Nothing, Ms. Morgan." Zach says, stifling a laugh. "You don't have to be here until 9:30."

"Oh..." Cammie says. And with that Zach left her standing; proceeding to his own office. Once she was sure that he was out of sight, she rolled her eyes and slumped down her own chair. "Nice boss." She muttered.

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* a week later *

"Mr. Goode, you have a meeting in five with Mr. Newman and Mr. Anderson." Cameron's voice drifted inside the office as she gave Zachary a piece of paper. Zachary stared at her; still fascinated and amazed with what he saw. She was wearing a red pencil skirt, a white blouse and a black blazer plus heels. This outfit of course, was courtesy of Macey McHenry.

It had been a week and she was wearing pencil skirts for the last few days. Zachary tried not to let his gaze drift to her long legs every time she walked around him (which was a lot) and look at her curves and her body. But right now, he couldn't take it anymore. "Ms. Morgan, don't wear skirts anymore."

"Excuse me?" Came Cammie's confused reply. She stood in front and crossed her arms over her chest in front of Zachary, who sitting at his desk.

"I said, don't wear skirts anymore." Zach grit his teeth and looked down at the floor, trying not to think how sexy she looked right now that she was irritated at him.

"And why is that, Mr. Goode?" She raises an eyebrow at him.

He didn't think about that. But then again, he was Zachary Goode. He had control of everything. So, thinking quickly, he stated in a monotone voice.

"My employees and OTHER people find you distracting."

It was true. He met with Mr. Anderson and Mr. Newman a few days ago for a meeting. When they were talking at a board room, Cammie entered and gave them coffee, giving them a nice view of her body without actually trying. Zachary tried his best not to slap Grant, Mr. Newman, who was assessing Cammie's ass. When she finally left, Zachary whacked Grant's head. "What was that for Zach?!" He asked, confused. Mr. Anderson, Jonas, just stifled a laugh. "Don't bullshit me, Grant. You were staring at Cammie's ass!"

"Wait, isn't her name Cameron?" Jonas asked. Zach nodded and raised an eyebrow, "So?" Jonas smiled evilly. "You gave her a nickname." "I did not!" Zach denied, drinking his coffee.

"YOU DID!" Grant said. "Don't worry though. Even though she's a good catch, I have eyes for someone. My British Bombshell."

Zach spluttered on his drink.

"You mean, Rebecca? As in, Rebecca Baxter?" Zach asked. Grant glared at him. "She doesn't like to be called Rebecca. Only Bex." Zach rolled his eyes. "Yeah, yeah.."

"Distracting?" Cammie's voice broke Zach out of his thoughts. Deciding to play with her, he put his hand on his chin and said while looking at Cammie in the eye, "I personally find you distracting, Cameron." He wasn't disappointed. She blushed beet red and looked down at the floor. It was cute. She was cute when she blushed.

"I'm cute when I blush?" Cammie said, blushing more. Oh shit. He said that out loud? Deciding that he couldn't get more embarassed, he decided telling her the truth. "Yeah. You're cute when you blush." He says, smirking. She bites her lip and mutters, "You're meeting is in five minutes, Mr. Goode." Then leaves.

Zachary tried not think of her biting that lip. It was so.. Hot. What would it feel like if he bit that lip? Oh shit. Stop thinking like that Zach, he chastised himself. Sighing, he buries his hand in his face. Why does her biting her lip feel so arousing?! Shit again. Stop thinking like that!

A/N: Reviews, comments, suggestions and questions will be highly appreciated. I love you all.

-Tris