💓What if...? Enemies with Benefits Edition!! 💓

What if you're a snobby sophisticated secretary at a prestigious corporation and while working late at night when the office tower is deserted, your dark broody enemies-with-benefits CEO who is 6,3 and muscular storms into the office and slams the door behind him, then jabs an accusatory finger at you and demands, "You evil little bitch, what the fuck were you thinking, doing that with your foot throughout my meeting?!"  

But you just smile sultrily and bat your eyelashes and pretend you don't know what your hothead boss is talking about, then you softly chastise him for almost losing his composure infront of the board of directors, but you trail off in confusion when he just turns and locks the office door. Then he grabs you by the collar, lifts you up out of your plush armchair and pins you against the wall. As you gasp in shock and you stare up at him with wide eyes, he growls lowly, "I'll make you pay for what you did."

But now that you're so close to the startlingly handsome CEO, you realise that he actually looks like this. 

What do you do?