It has been hours since I practically escaped the devil’s den, or should I call Derek’s office. Ugh, I can’t get used to it yet. It still rolls awkwardly on my tongue. Maybe because I’m aware of our relationship here. The fact that he’s my boss, on top of that he’s the CEO of my internship company and it doesn’t feel good to call him on first name basis.

Time went by fast and now it’s already 4.41pm, less than 20 minutes away till office hour ended. Luckily, Mr Deacon asked me to help him typed some documents on my computer which I’m very grateful since I had something to do to kill time in office today.

But even when myself was occupied with work, I can’t seem to stop thinking and replaying the scene early this morning in my head. I mean it’s been more than five hours since it happened and I should be focusing on my task but my brain won’t let me concentrate.

I’d even skipped lunch just because I didn’t want to bump into him. I know we most likely not going to bump into each other since we’re so far apart in term of rank and floor but still. My mind needs to stay away from him for the time being or else, it’ll keep harassing my poor brain from the unhealthy amount of replays.

I’ve been doing this work for two hours and not even half of it done. Lucky me, Mr Deacon needed it tomorrow so I don’t really need to rush for today.

I sigh. It’s a normal day, same like any other day aside from… Come to think about it yet again for the millionth times already, I just remembered that he choked me.

He fucking choked me.

No, I can’t. I need to stop using my head for something ridiculous like this. I hide my face with the sample paper in my hand, containing myself from screaming in the office full of staffs.

Choke me-

For real though, I need to quit this. I’m pretty much straight so don’t go acting like a horny teenage girl now, Cody. Besides, he’s doing it so that I didn’t exited the room and happened to grab my neck as his natural reaction.

But, fuck, that’s hot.

Complimentary as man to man action, you know. I would’ve do that to a girl if I got the opportunity. You see, girls love it when guys do stuff like that.

*Ding*

During college, I’ve been known for being a wild guy. Sleeping with a different girl every single night, never the same. At some point, I slept with two or three young lecturers of my subject just for the fun of it. That’s why I never really have on a stable relationship.

*Ding*

Maybe because I got bored real quick like if I’ve tasted that one girl, I wouldn’t want to do it again with her the next day. It’s not my fault that I’ve warned them before we’re going into that direction but most of them wet chicks wouldn’t listen. I often got slapped or called names the next day when I said I didn’t want to do it again.

*Ding*

Saying that I’m ditching them after I got inside their skirt. I mean they’re not wrong but you have to know the terms and condition-

*Ding*

Before you go in-

*Ding*

“What is this phone’s problem?” I said. “I’m busy here, don’t you feel your owner?”

Rhetorically speaking as I took out my phone from my left side pocket, feeling annoyed that the notification’s ringtone interrupted my train of thoughts. It’s getting to the good part here, please don’t disturb-

Derek <3 (5 messages)

“Why is he texting me?” but then remembered, he did say that he wanted to text me and demanding a response, hm. For some reason, I’m kind of edgy to what he wanted this time. Five messages? That’s a lot.

I exhale an amount of breaths before tapping on the messages.

[Hey, puff] 4.57pm

[Did you liked my name?] 4.57pm

[Btw, let’s have dinner tonight] 4.57pm

[I’m finishing up some paperwork] 4.57pm

[Wait for me at the basement parking lot] 4.58pm

Fucking hell. That’s why he looked amused when he’s on my phone. I’m okay with Derek but the heart emoji? No, sir. I’m gonna change this to something more decent. It’s not like he’ll know.

[Don’t change my name] 4.58pm

[I will check it later] 4.58pm

How the heck he-?

I searched around me for CCTV or hidden camera in the office that may have access directly to the top floor but found none. Fuck this demanding bastard. It’s only been hours on our agreement but I’m already thinking about stepping out.

[Puff, answer me] 4.59pm

Fucking wait a minute jerk! I thought you said you’re finishing up your work then why are you on the phone, you impatient bastard?

And he’s asking for a dinner together tonight. This soon? How am I going to respond to that? To be honest, I’m not ready to meet him after everything. I mean I need to figure out things because I’m starting to question myself about, you know, my sexual orientation.

I thought maybe give it a rest for a day or two it will be back to normal which I really hope so.

Typing…

Oh my god, this restless dude.

[Wait a minute] 5.00pm

I’ll just try to be straightforward to him that I don’t want to go. Maybe he’ll understand me if I said no. I’m sure he’ll respect that.

[I think I’ll pass for tonight] 5.01pm

I pressed the send button and was about to put it on sleep mode when it started to vibrate quite intensely than before.

Incoming call from Derek <3

Oh my god, he’s calling me. What do I do now? I looked around me, the office is starting getting empty. They’re some rushing out and some packing their stuff since the alarm declaring office hour ended already rang about a minute ago.

Looked back at my phone, it’s still vibrating. I fixed my posture and cleared my throat before pressing the green button.

“Hello?”

“What do you mean you’ll pass for tonight?”

He said with a ice cold tone as soon as I pick up, sounds angry. It send chills down to my spine with that voice of his. I can almost imagine his facial expression as he uttered that.

“It’s late now and I’m kinda tired.”

"What do you mean late? It’s only three minutes past 5. It’s rather early to have dinner. Besides, you still need to eat when you get back home. If we leave now, you’ll have the rest you needed and dinner at the same.”

It left me with no words. I can’t seem to find a suitable excuse for him not to counter back. Damn, his business negotiation skill.

“Hm…”

“No more excuse. You’re going, so pack your things and wait for me at the basement parking lot.”

“Why do I need to wait for you at the basement anyway? I can walk and wait you there.”

I swear I heard a low growl from the other side of the line. I’m being considerate here. I’m just thinking that if he’s buying me dinner, I don’t want to bother him any further by getting a lift in an expensive car of his.

I might dirtied them with my cheap suits and unbranded leather shoes stepping in there. I’m sparing his vehicle from the shame.

“Puff, you’re coming with me by car so go. Don’t make me repeat myself.”

“Fine. Just hurry up and finish your work. See you in a bit.”

Without waiting for his reply, I ended the call. The only reason why I didn’t insisted any further on walking was because I don’t really want to get on his bad side. After I saw how he acted this morning, not a chance. I’m talking about surviving here.

Waiting for a few moment, tidying the last sentences at the computer.

I looked at the clock that was hanging just above the entrance door. 5.16pm. The elevator probably cleared out already. Even with six large-sized elevator was prepared to accommodate the whole building excluding the top five floor, it still get stuffy on certain times.

So I better start packing if I don’t want to be late. Hoping for the best that he wouldn’t bring me to some fancy restaurant that all the stuck up rich bastards went to. 

*Thank you for all the support <3*