Chapter 7 Scorching Body
Scorching Body
I WENT OUT of the bathroom and found him sitting on the sofa with his eyes closed. I hesitated a few times before I sneezed as he opened his eyes.
“Want some autograph on that?” He began to let out a foreign smile.
“No, thanks,” I said sarcastically.
“It’s up to you,” he said, then shrugged at me before standing up.
“You can sleep in the other room. I’ll just take you home tomorrow.”
“No, I’m going home now. It looks like our followers are gone,” I replied.
He stared into my eyes for a moment before finally smiling.
“Do you think I will do anything bad to you?” His lips curved a bit. He stepped closer to me.
“I’ve never said that,” I said, high on my forehead, but deep inside, my muscles were shaking with nervousness.
“Hmm . . . But that’s not what your eyes say.” He took another step. He’s too close that I could feel his scorching body on mine.
I stood still without blinking my eyes. My heart raced, and my knees started to melt. Damn! Why does he affect me like this?!
His hand reached up and slowly caressed the strands of my hair. He gently tucked it behind my ear.
I could do nothing but turn a blind eye to the thought that he still had work to do. But a few moments later, nothing happened.
I looked up quickly, and the playful smile on his lips opened up to me.
“See?” he said while arms crossed against his chest.
My cheek turned redder as I cleared my throat. I took a moment to adjust my posture.
“What do you think of me? Easy to get? Besides, you are not my type!” I said sarcastically.
“Relax. You are not my type of woman either.” He smiled at me again and turned around.
I just rolled my eyes to hide my disappointment. But the truth was, it quickly hit my ego.
“I’ll take you home.”
I haven’t said anything since he turned his back on me. I was left staring at the door he left.
I go early to work tonight.
“Psst,” Jacky called to me, so I turned to her.
“How are you? How many days have you been absent?” She slumped on the table after I passed her.
“I can’t do anything. Calix is the one who wants me not to go to work,” I replied, moving to the other table to continue wiping.
“In fairness to Calixto, very supportive, huh?” She looked at me after leaning back in her chair.
“If it was just me, I wouldn’t want to be absent because I need money.”
“E, why is there a payment for the days you were absent?” Her eyebrows rose as I turned around.
“I have never heard of such a thing,” I replied and moved on to another table.
“Hmm. Look at your payslip at the end, huh?” She laughed a little before turning her back on me.
I was shaken to go back to work because the bar would open in a few minutes.
“Cherry! Cherry!” I quickly turned to the voice that called to me.
“Oh, Fernan, why are you in a hurry?”
“There are reporters out there looking for you!”
My forehead furrowed at what he said, then eventually, I sighed.
“No one will let them in. Leave it to the bouncers and securities!” I turned to Calixto, who suddenly spoke next to me.
“Yes, boss!” Then Fernan turned his back on us.
“Good evening, Sir!” I greeted him before returning to what I was doing.
“Is your issue with that vocalist still not over?” He spoke earnestly and stared at me intently.
“I’m sorry. I did not know this would happen.” I bowed my head.
He shook his head. “I will talk to his manager regarding this issue tomorrow morning. I want you to come with me to clear things up. I will also include my lawyer. The reporters can’t always be here.” He stared into my eyes, and I could not avoid it.
“I’m sorry. I don’t want you to have any more problems. Rexon and I talked, and he said he would fix this.”
“Then he must do. I don’t want to hear anything again from the media.” He glared stonily at me.
“I’m really sorry, Sir.” I know he does not want to involve his name in the issue, especially since I was linked to him.
He just nodded at me, then turned around and went straight to his office.
Calix stayed at his office all night. He’s often the one who manages the minibar to provide drinks, but he did not make it today.
“Have you talked to Calixto?” Jacky leaned over me while waiting for the order I asked for.
“Earlier,” I answered sparingly.
“And what did he say?”
“He said he would talk to the Logistic’s manager and take me with him tomorrow,” I said, bowing to the table.
“I mean, did you talk about the issue between the two of you? I think Calixto is affected.”
She was right. We hadn’t even talked about that. I still didn’t have time to apologize for that.
“I will take it to table three and this juice, you will bring it to Calix,” she said after smiling broadly at me.
I could do nothing when she turned around, so I just followed her with my gaze. I looked at the glass of juice that the bartender had lowered to me.
“Thank you for this, Yul.”
He just nodded at me when I picked it up and went straight to Calixto’s office.
I knocked softly before I heard his voice.
“Come in.”
I turned the lock and peeked slightly into the open door. “Sir, here’s your juice.”
He paused for a moment before speaking. “Come in, Cherry.” He looked back at the papers on the table.
Upon entering, I quietly laid down what I was carrying on his desk and did not leave first. I just watched him do his works.
A few moments later, he looked up at me, who was still in front of him.