You yawned loudly and stretched your arms out as you rose from your slumber. You turned to your clock. 6:00. Remind me why i am up this early. You asked yourself this, but you knew why. You had to start getting ready for work. You worked at the office for about two years and you worked really hard. You finished most of the paper work you were assigned which is a days work in about two hours. To keep you busy, they would give you about three day worth of paper work a day. You thought that you would certainly have had gotten a promotion or even a little raise, but nope. You got paid well there anyway, but still, you felt a little unappreciated.

You walked outside, the sun barely starting to show itself, and made way for your car. You drove into the parking lot and were outraged as you saw that your parking place was taken. It had your name on it! Does the dumb ass who parked in even know how to read? Then you saw the dumb ass get out the car. He had messy blond hair and piercing bright blue eyes that watched you as you drove past him slowly. He may be attractive, but he is still a dumb ass!

You had to park a good way from the office, making you late for the on going meeting. The men stared at you as you walked in. You blushed a little, embarrassed that you were coming in late. You found chair, then you sat, trying to listen on to the conversation.

"Next topic. There will be an opening position to be a manager on this floor. Daniel, your ex manager, as you all know has been fired. We need someone with alot of experience to take his place. Your salary will increase, but so will the responsibility. For the next few weeks, i will be observing this floor to look for such a person..."

You stopped listening. This is my chance to get that promotion! I got this in the bag. There is no way that he Can not make me the next manager. I have worked here longer than most people on this floor and i am the fastest worker. You started to listen again to the meeting.

"I would like you to all meet your new co-worker, and my son, Denmark." your boss said as he carried his hand toward the familiar dumb ass. Gosh! Are you kidding me?! This asshole is the boss's son? Well, there goes my promotion.

He walked into the room and you wondered how someone so good looking could also be so stupid.

"Hello fellow co-workers! I am Denmark and i am happy to be working with you all." he said looking at everyone. You were the last one to make eye contact and you expected him to look else where, but he held your gaze. You felt this awkward tension and looked away from him. You felt a light blush form on your cheeks. And he obviously has a staring problem too. I am really going to hate this guy.

"Meeting dismissed" your boss called out. You grabbed your papers and walked past Denmark in a hurry. You did not want him to see your still visible blush. He was about to ask you for your name, but you were too quick for him to.

Denmark's POV

I must know her name.

"Father, who is that woman?"

"Her name is (your name). She is an excellent worker and a possible candidate for manager. Why?"

"No reason father, just curious."

She is gorgeous. I need to get to know this woman.

Your POV

You walked to your little enclosed office with a stack mountain of papers, waiting for you to begin. You popped your fingers in a single motion and began at what you did best. You just started to type when you felt eyes on you. You ignored the feeling and kept on working. Suddenly, you remembered that there was an empty office next to your office left for a new worker and Denmark just started to work. You looked up and sure enough, there he was. His head was sticking out a little, just allowing him to peek at you.

"Denmark, is there a problem?" you asked, wanting him to actually go away.

"Well, yes there is. Come over here and help me out with this paperwork." Denmark said.

You sighed and walked into his office.

"What do you need help with? you asked bored.

"Well show me how to send these papers, tell me what time we have break, sharpen this pencil for me, then give me your phone number and lastly, refill my coffee mug." he said with one breath. Was he really asking you to do all of this? You didn't really have a choice anyway though. He was your boss's son and what if you got fired for not doing what he said? All of these questions popped into your head. You put on a fake smile and showed him how to send the papers, told him what time you had break, sharpened his pencil, gave him your number then... WAIT you just gave him your phone number! That son of a turkey!

"Hey! I didn't mean to give you my number. Erase it! You don't need my number!" you told him.

"Well i can't erase pen and i do need your number. When i need you to do something for me, i will have to call you dear (your name)." he said.

You became very annoyed and walked back to you or office. You sat and were about to start on your papers when,

"(your name)! You forgot to give me a refill!" Denmark called out to you. Why me?

For the next few days he did this. A couple of times when he called you, you had walked into his office while he was shining his Axe. This made you laugh at this act of randomness, but you didn't dare question a man with an axe. He was really funny and always knew how to make you smile, but you were getting tired of his bossy attitude.

"(your name)!" he called again.

You walked in and faced him while pulling his red tie.

"I am tired of you bossing me around Denmark and i don't care if i get fired if you tell your dad if i didn't do as you said. Do everything by yourself you lazy piece of crap!" you said. It felt good to tell him off, but you were a little guilty as he stood there quiet. You didn't realize you made a little scene from yelling so you walked back to your office.

It has been three days since that day and Denmark has yet to command you to do anything, talk to you, or even look at you. You were guilty and you kind of missed Denmark. Sure he was a bossy pain in the ass, but he was your pain in the ass. He made you laugh and smile. You were going to apologize to him today.

"Denmark?" you asked as you approached his office. No reply. You walked into the empty office. You did have his number, but you waited until after work to call him. You got out a little late. It was around 9:30. You dialed his number.

"H-hellllo?" a weird sounding Denmark said.

"Denmark? Where are you?" you asked, angry, and worried about his where abouts.

"Im here at the barrr, i-ima getting totally drunk! Haa." he said slurred into the phone.

"What bar Denmark?" you asked.

"I-i a about to go back home. Can't find myyyy keez..."

"Denmark! Listen to me right now! Don't go any where! Stay there! Don't go near your car ok?!" you said.

"O-ookk" he said and you hung up.

You drove everywhere, trying to find the bar Denmark was at. Finally, you found him at a small bar on the out skirts of town.

"Denmark, where do you live? Denmark?!" you said to the sleeping man.

There was no use. He would not wake up and you had no idea where he lived. Great! You dragged him into your car and went to your house. You dragged him inside and laid him o your couch. His clothes reeked of alcohol so you took his clothes off and put them to wash. You stared at his perfect body for a few seconds then you left him on the couch and gave him a blanket and a pillow. You were exhausted, so you went inside your bed and fell asleep immediately.

The morning sun woke you up. You turned to the side to face Denmark with his arms around you. You stiffened. You picked his arms off of you and you sneakily walked away.

"So, how was i? I know me being drunk effects my performance but i bet i was still good." he said still in the bed. You turned.

"You and me did nothing! I laid you down on the couch and somehow you ended up here!"you said, defending yourself.

"Then, can you explain why i have no clothes on?"Denmark asked with a smirk.

"I-i... You smelled really bad so i took them off to wash them. That's it!" you said.

"Oh yeah, i am sure that is what happened." he said.

"Hey, you don't seem to be drunk anymore, so you are welcomed to leave." you said.

"I am not going anywhere without my breakfast."

So you got your old Denmark back and you were happy. He bossed you around again, but not near as bad as he did before. You and him were friends again. You called him your dumb ass as his nickname. You were about to leave when your boss came up to you.

"(your name). I am here to ask you if you would like to be your floor's manager?" he asked.

"Y-yes sir! i am honored. Thank you!" you said. You could not believe it. You were so happy. This is what you wanted right?You just got inside your house when your phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Hey (your name)! I have a hot date tonight and i need you to come over to my house help me pick out an outfit. I really want to impress this one. She is beautiful, smart, and funny. Please come?" he asked.

You felt this shattering inside your heart. Your thought you were happy about the promotion, but you didn't feel the happiness anymore. Denmark going out with someone? Well, what did i expect? He was an attractive man who knew how to make a girl laugh. Of course he would go out with beautiful women. How could i think i actually had a chance?

You left your house to his. He gave you directions with a text. You pulled into a huge house. You got off and you didn't get to knock on the door. Denmark pulled you in and led you to his dining room. A dinner for two was prepared. He sat you down then he did.

"I thought you needed me to help you pick out an outfit for your hot date." you said confused.

He sighed. "(your name), you dumb ass, you are the hot date!" he said.

"Hey! Your the dumb ass here and...wait, what?" you asked, still confused.

"It is simple. Let me explain to where dumb ass' can understand. I- Love- you. Be mine." he said this as a command and he leaned in and brushed your lips with his.

"I love you too Denmark." you said this, then you pressed your lips against his. You both ignored the food between the two of you and continued to kiss. He cupped your face, adding love to the kiss. You moved your hands up to his soft hair and pulled it. He got up breaking the kiss and picked you up over his shoulder. You started to giggle. He threw you on the bed playfully. He crawled into the bed with you and started the kiss up again. You put your hands up his shirt, caressing his hard chest. He moved one of his hands to your butt and then he put one up your shirt to fondle with your breast. You groaned and then you realized he was taking over all the fun. You pulled away and then you pinned him down with force.

"I don't think so. I am the one in charge tonight."