Chelsea Have you ever told a lie, an insignificant untruth, that takes on a life of its own. That's what happened three years ago when I told my new boss that I had a boyfriend. At the time, I had good reasons, but now I'm wondering if my fib has kept me in the boardroom when I could have been in JD’s bedroom. JD OFF limits. Already taken. Not mine. These are thoughts that Run through my mind when I look at my assistant. Still, I can't shake the feeling that she belongs to me. When I find out she’s been lying to me and her “boyfriend” isn’t real, all bets are off. It’s time to make her mine.