Chapter 6. Intimate Dancing with the Bosses

Angelica’s POV

Have you ever felt you are in hell and heaven at the same time? No? Well, let me describe it for you. It was my current situation.

I was sitting in front of my handsome and well-built bosses, who looked like perfect stones with their cold demeanor, while I was a wrecking mess.

Since we were sitting in Boss Ericson’s Limousine, Boss Dylan was sitting in front of me, observing my every move, and I was sitting there, trying my best not to do anything that would make me look like a fool again.

As if God heard my plea and thought of playing with my luck, my phone vibrated with an incoming call from Victoria, and I bit my lips. It’s just perfect timing. How am I supposed to take this call now?

After some time, I saw my phone vibrating with another call. My fists clenched around my dress. Boss Dylan was staring at me with those ocean-like blue eyes.

“It looks like our secretary is busier than us,” he said

I couldn’t see his sm