“Boss…”
I keep my gaze on the boss, as I sneak glances at the stranger who looks pissed beside him. I know I’m in trouble, but the problem is that I don’t have the slightest clue how to get myself out of this.
First, I am wearing his luxurious blazer without his permission. Second, I was in another man’s embrace when he warned me to avoid contact with any other man.
Wait… The jerk has still not let go of me. Why on earth does he want to see my head on a stake? Doesn’t he know that both of us are in deep s**t right now?
“Get your f*****g hands off me, you jerk.”
I finally struggle out of his embrace and wish for nothing but to rush up the stairs and hide myself in the VIP room. This is so embarrassing.
I should get myself out of this blazer and think of how to explain things to t
