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00:00When I first got the job at Benton & Company, a medium-sized logistics firm based in Denver,
00:05I never imagined how much my life would change. I had just moved to Colorado after a messy breakup
00:11in Chicago, and I was looking for a fresh start. I wasn't aiming for anything spectacular,
00:16just a decent paycheck and peace of mind. That's all I needed. So, when I was offered a position
00:22as an assistant logistics coordinator, I took it immediately. My boss, Mr. Richard Benton,
00:28was in his late 50s a no-nonsense kind of guy who had built the company from scratch.
00:33He wasn't particularly friendly, but he respected hard work and results. I admired him for that.
00:40I kept to myself mostly, did my work, and stayed out of trouble. Three months into the job,
00:46I finally met his son, Landon Benton. Landon was a striking young man in his late 20s,
00:52tall and athletic, with an easy smile that made most of the women in the office a bit giddy
00:57whenever he walked in. He wasn't the arrogant type you'd expect from the boss's son. He was
01:02surprisingly grounded, polite, and attentive. From what I'd heard, he had recently returned
01:08from Seattle after finishing a dual degree in business and urban planning. His plan was to
01:13join the family business, but on his own terms. We didn't talk much at first. Our departments didn't
01:20really overlap, and I wasn't eager to be seen as one of those people who tried to cozy up to the
01:25boss's family. I wanted to earn my way fair and square. One Friday afternoon, while everyone else
01:32was looking forward to the weekend, I was knee-deep in the basement storage room. Mr. Benton had asked
01:38me to reorganize and inventory over 50 large boxes of old files. They had to be sorted, labeled, and then
01:45moved up two floors to the archive room. Alone, it would have taken me hours, maybe even the whole
01:50weekend. Just as I was preparing myself for a long night ahead, I heard footsteps behind me. I turned
01:57around and there he was, Landon in jeans and a casual polo, his sleeves rolled up. Need a hand? He asked,
02:05smiling. I blinked, unsure if he was serious. Uh, I mean, yeah, but you don't have to. I'm sure you've
02:12got better things to do. He shrugged and picked up a box like it weighed nothing. I heard you got
02:17stuck with this task. Figured I could help speed things up. I used to do this stuff all the time
02:22back in high school during summer breaks. Kind of nostalgic, actually. I chuckled, still a little
02:29stunned. Well, I won't stop you. For the next hour or so, we worked side by side. I try not to make too
02:37much small talk, but Landon kept the conversation flowing effortlessly. He asked where I was from,
02:43what brought me to Denver, how I liked working at Benton and company. I found myself answering more
02:49than I expected to. At one point, I dropped a box, just a slight slip of the hand, and papers spilled
02:56everywhere. Great, I muttered, kneeling down to gather them. Landon dropped to the floor beside me
03:03and helped collect the scattered documents. You okay, he asked, glancing over. I nodded, embarrassed.
03:10Yeah, just clumsy today. He smiled. I've done worse. Once I dropped an entire crate of printer
03:17cartridges in the lobby during peak hour. My dad nearly lost it. I laughed genuinely. It was the
03:24first time I felt like I could breathe easily around someone at work. We kept working until the
03:29last box was moved. My muscles ached and my shirt stuck to my back, but I felt satisfied. Landon wiped
03:37his forehead with his sleeve. You hungry. I hesitated. Are you asking me out, or is this just a postbox
03:45moving meal? He grinned. A little of both. I didn't expect that. I'd been so focused on keeping
03:52things professional that I never stopped to think about what was right in front of me. I nodded.
03:57Sure. I could eat. We ended up at a nearby diner, sitting in a booth and sharing fries like old
04:04friends. The conversation flowed even better than it had in the storage room. He told me about his
04:10time in Seattle, how his father wasn't thrilled about him studying urban planning instead of just
04:15jumping straight into business. He explained how he wanted to modernize the company's infrastructure
04:20and implement smarter logistics systems. I told him about Chicago. The X. The mess. My search for a
04:28place where I could rebuild myself. He listened, really listened in a way that made me feel seen.
04:34That night was the beginning of something I hadn't been expecting. Over the next few weeks,
04:38Landon and I began spending more time together. At first, it was subtle, coffee breaks, shared lunches,
04:45casual chats in the elevator. But then there were weekend hikes, movie nights, and eventually,
04:50the kind of connection that couldn't be ignored. Still, we kept it quiet at work. I didn't want
04:56whispers about favoritism or people thinking I was using him to climb the ladder. Landon respected
05:02that. But secrets have a way of surfacing. One Monday morning, Mr. Benton called me into his office.
05:09His face was unreadable as I stepped inside. Close the door, he said. I did. Heart pounding.
05:16I hear you've been spending time with my son. My throat went dry. Sir, I, it wasn't planned.
05:22We. He held up a hand. I'm not here to lecture you about romance.
05:27Landon's a grown man. But I will say this. Our company values professionalism. If this relationship
05:34compromises your judgment, or his, we'll have a problem. I nodded. Understood. I never intended.
05:42Relax, he said, almost cracking a smile. Just be smart about it. You've been a solid employee,
05:49and I appreciate your work ethic. Don't let things get messy. I walked out of that meeting relieved,
05:55but more determined than ever to prove that I was there because of merit, not connections. And I did.
06:02I put in extra hours, took on tougher projects, and even pitched new filing systems that saved
06:08hours of manual labor every week. Mr. Benton began to trust me more, and Landon, well, he became something
06:15more than just a romantic distraction. He became a partner. A year later, Benton and company launched its
06:22first major digital logistics expansion. A project Landon and I worked on together. We stood side by
06:28side during the presentation, proud of what we'd accomplished. That evening, at the company party
06:34celebrating the rollout, Mr. Benton raised a toast. To the future of Benton and company, he said,
06:42glass held high. And to the people who make it thrive. Especially two of them, Landon, my son,
06:48and Emily, who's shown us that hard work and heart go hand in hand. I caught Landon's eye. He smiled at
06:55me like we'd just climbed a mountain together. After the applause died down, Landon leaned in and
07:01whispered, so you remember that first night moving boxes? I laughed. Hard to forget. Good, he said,
07:10pulling something small from his jacket pocket. Because I've got one more box for you to carry.
07:15But this one's a little more personal. Inside the small velvet box was a delicate gold ring.
07:21My eyes widened as the room blurred with tears. I'm not asking for an answer now, he said quickly,
07:28voice trembling. But I had to ask. Because I already know what I want. You. I nodded, speechless,
07:36overwhelmed, and filled with joy. So, yes, my boss's son helped me move boxes. But he also helped me move
07:44my heart out of a dark place, rebuild my life, and find love where I least expected it. And no,
07:51I never could have believed what would happen that day. But I'm sure glad it did.