THE HOTTEST BOSSMAN

I AM ALL YOU NEED

Ting Nong!

The doorbell rang in Victor's room.

"Ssshhh!!!" Victor grimaced. He stretched his muscles again, removed the blanket from his lap, then stood up while massaging his temples. He swayed slightly towards the door.

Check!

Victor opened the door to his room. His face was dull because of Hangover. His hair is messy. His shirt was wrinkled, and his eyes squinted with dizziness.

Elena was seen standing in front of him. She is neat and looks fresh with a peach-colored blouse complete with ribbon-shaped ties on the collar. The bottom wears a gray pencil skirt.

"Good morning Mr. Victor, how are you today?" said Ellena with a friendly smile while showing a row of white teeth.

"You think I look fine? Hmm?" replied Victor with a cynical look.

Elena smiled. "I brought you porridge and aspirin, sir," said Ellena, holding up a package in her right hand. While in Ellena's left hand, she was carrying a set of coats and clothes for Victor. Wrapped in plastic and hung by a hanger. Ellena was always alert with anything. Victor needed.

"Don't you have a key so you have to press the bell repeatedly?" Victor's face looks increasingly annoyed.

"Ah, sorry sir. I'm afraid to intrude on your privacy," said Ellena looking down and lowering the package in her hand.

"You seem to tell me to get up and open the door for you when I'm HANGOVER!!! Are you aware of that?"

"Sorry, sir. I was wrong." Ellena lowered her head further and pursed her face.

"Come in!"

"Huh?"

"Are you going to stand there all the time?"

"Oh, yes sir!" Ellena immediately entered with her head down, passing Victor hesitantly.

Victor closed the door and turned his body to look at Ellena, who put the coat on the wardrobe hanger.

"Why did you leave last night?"

"Huh?"

"Tsk!" Victor smiled sarcastically and approached Ellena.

Ellena was silent in her position. She was staring at Victor, who was getting closer.

In the seven years together, Ellena had never felt as awkward and scared as a Victor Stoner.

Victor approached her with sad eyes. He continued forward and closer to Ellena's body. His face was very tight, staring at Ellena sharply. Ellena backed her shoulders, horrified by Victor's gaze.

Victor stepped forward. Ellena frowned even more.

"I-let me arrange breakfast for you, Mr. Victor." Ellena lifted the package she was holding, and she made it slide right between Victor's face and his.

Now Victor's view was blocked by the white package. Ellena was still frowning. Victor relented and backed away, then returned to massaging his temples.

Haaahhhh. Ellena again exhaled, relieved. She immediately arranged the porridge she had brought along, as well as aspirin and water.

Victor sat back on the bed, leaning his back and head back.

Ellena approached with a tray of aspirin on a small plate, water, and a bowl of warm porridge.

Victor kept grinning and rub his head.

"This Sir. Please," bargain Ellena.

Victor looked up. His gaze was flat. He took aspirin and water from the tray presented by Ellena.

Victor aspirin them and handed back the glass on a tray that Ellena held.

Ellena sits on the edge of the bed slowly. Victor looks very suffering. Ellena also feels guilty about killing it was her hands that made Victor drunk. Her brows arched, Ellena took her tray on her lap and lifted the bowl of porridge.

"Eat first, sir. This will reduce your dizziness."

Victor lifted his face and stared blankly at Ellena. Didn't utter a single word. Victor just kept staring at her and making Elena even more cornered by that gaze.

With a few blinks, Ellena took a sip of the porridge in her hand, then reached out to feed Victor.

The distance of the porridge spoon is 5 cm from Victor's mouth. Victor was silent and continued to stare at Ellena.

"Eat, sir," Elena coaxed.

Victor didn't change his face and just opened his mouth immediately.

Ellena smiled and immediately fed Victor.

Victor swallowed his first mouthful of porridge. "Why did you leave last night? You haven't even answered me yet! Don't you like me?"

DEG!

Ellena stopped her activity of digging the porridge. His gaze was blank towards the bowl he was holding.

Victor was silent, waiting for Ellena's answer.

He hugged his chest again. "Don't you have a mouth to speak now?"

"Eh?" Ellena smiled and looked at Victor. "You should finish your breakfast first, Mr. Victor, then we will discuss it. It's not good to talk while eating."

"Tsk!" Victor chuckled, then took a deep breath. "You always have a way of dodging."

"This is Sir!" Ellena gave another mouthful without letting Victor continue to speak.

Victor glanced at the spoon in annoyance. His gaze was returned to Ellena's face. Ellena smiled and brought the spoon forward again. Victor again exhaled, annoyed, and took Ellena's mouthful quickly with a lazy look.

Ellena smiled, victorious little girl. Victor looks sweet, like a sulky child but still obeys.

***

Victor has finished his breakfast and gone to take a shower. Ellena is back to tidying up the place. She arranges clothes for Victor to wear today.

Everything is complete! A pastel blue shirt, tie with oblique stripes in navy blue, vest, pants, and gray wool silk coat.

Ellena has arranged it neatly on the bed. The exclusive woody scent she sprayed on important points on Victor's clothes.

Ellena inhaled a moment of perfume which instantly burst out to fill a small part of the space. "Hmm and its ready!"

***

Ellena was still smiling with her work when Victor came out with a towel wrapped around his waist. He came out shirtless.

"Have you prepared my clothes?"

"Eh!" Ellena turned her face to look at Victor.

GLEG!

Ellena swallowed her saliva and blinked quickly. Victor looks so sexy with prominent muscle lines. The upper body is still wet, and there are water droplets. His skin is flawless and flawless. His chest is broad and strong. Sixpack stomach with a complete shape. Her hair was still wet and in random clusters. It looks very fresh. The fresh scent of soap and shampoo immediately wafted into Elle's nose. Ellena stared at the man in front of her, stunned. An almost perfect handsome man.

Oh my God, why does he look glowing? What did I miss last night? Ellena thought as she continued to stare dreamily at Victor. Her mouth even opened slightly, amazed by the charm.

"Elle?" call Victor again.