THE HOTTEST BOSSMAN

WAKE UP

"Erm, hmmm." Elena was delirious. Her body felt comfortable lying down. Her hands were folded and moved in a circle, tracing the soft bed sheet that seemed to be made of cotton without a polyester blend, smooth and very comfortable.

Elle's mind had awakened from her deep sleep, but not her body. Even though consciousness slowly emerged over her, Elle was still too lazy to open her eyes. She still wanted to sleep, and it felt like she wanted to stay on this soft bed.

Aaah, why does this mattress feel so comfortable? Ellena thought still vaguely. And why do these sheets feel so soft? The feeling I did not buy new sheets, again Ellena tried to remember in a semi-conscious.

Wait... This isn't my bed? Said Elle, taken aback in her heart. Instantly her eyes opened wide. Ellena squeezed the blanket covering her body up to her chest.

Ellena looked up at the ceiling. Crystal chandeliers and luxurious designs adorn the ceiling of the place. The tone seemed familiar to Elle's eyes. She continued to explore the area to her right. [This room, seems familiar like a Diamond-hotel room. Good grief! NO-NO!!]

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"Are you awake?"

A voice that Elle had known all too well for seven years echoed from to her left.

Ellena immediately blinked and looked towards the source of the voice.

"Mr. Victor?" Ellena widened her eyes and screamed. "Aaaahhhh!!!!" She immediately pulled the blanket up to her neck. Ellena shifted herself into a sitting position and pushed her body backward until it stopped on the back of the bed. Ellena pulled her legs bent as if she was protecting herself.

"Since when have you been there?" said Ellena with a frown as she tightly squeezed the blanket against her chest.

Victor leaned back, half-sitting on the nightstand beside the bed. He was dressed neatly in pants and a shirt.

"Tsk! Since when have I been here?"

"What did you do to me?"

Victor smirked again. "What did I do to you? Don't you remember anything?"

Elena frowned. She was trying to remember what happened last night.

Victor waited in his position while putting his hands in his trouser pockets. His legs are crossed in a comfortable position. He couldn't take his eyes off Elle.

Elle scrunched her face as if grimacing. She slowly examined the body under the blanket.

Look at Elena's behavior. Victor just looked down, smiling, and held his forehead.

Ellena came to the end of self-preparation. She quickly lifted the blanket and looked directly at her body.

"Phew." Elena let out a sigh of relief. Her clothes are still perfect. Just a little wrinkled from sleeping. Not satisfied with the first proof. Elena closed her eyes. Increasing her sense of touch, she tried to detect any lingering pain from the activity he suspected. Elle focused her thoughts on every sensitive part of her body. Nothing, Ellena felt nothing but dizziness in her head.

"What do you think?" said Victor flatly.

"Hey?" Ellena raised her eyebrows, showing a confused face.

"Tsk!" Victor chuckled, looked at Ellena with a nod. "Do you think I f**k you when you're drunk? Huh?"

"Eh?"

Victor smiled lopsidedly and drew closer to Ellena. His hands supported and were on either side of Ellena's legs. Victor advanced slowly. She was confining Ellena in the prison of her hands. Victor's eyes stared straight into Ellena's face. Elena fell silent and retreated further. Victor continued to advance closer to his face. Ellena blinked, unable to back away. Her body stuck, stopped with the back of the bed. Ellena's eyes widened when she saw Victor's face, which was less than fifteen inches from hers.

Ellena pursed her face again and closed her eyes. Victor continued forward until next to Elle's ear. He began to whisper but was full of temptation. His sighing breath was warm to her ears and partly to Ellena's neck.

"I'm not that kind of guy. You should get to know me better, secretary Elle," Victor whispered, ending with a short blow in Elle's ear. Instantly Elle shivered. The hairs on his neck stood up enough to make Elle shudder.

Victor released Elle from his intimidation. He pulled his body away. Leaving Ellena still breathing erratically.

Victor put his hand back into his pants pocket. "Are you just going to hang around secretary Elle?"

Ellena cast her gaze at Victor. He quickly removed the blankets, put his feet together, and lowered them from the bed. "No sir!"

"What can I-" Before Ellena could finish her sentence, Victor had already handed her the tie he was holding.

"Okay sir!" Ellena looked down and grabbed the tie from Victor's hand. He unrolled it and was about to attach it to Victor's collar. But Elle suddenly realized something.

"Sir, can you hold your breath for a moment? I promise to do it quickly!" said Ellena, immediately tying the knot of the tie in her hand. She made the tie ready to wear just by tying it and pulling it at the end.

Victor looked at Ellena in surprise. "Hold your breath? What am I holding my breath for?"

"Ehm..." –Ellena holding the tie she just finished forming- "I just woke up and haven't showered yet, sir. My body must smell like alcohol."

Victor sighed with a short smile. He stepped forward quickly and grabbed both of Ellena's wrists. He then lifted Elle's hand and directed her to wrap the tie's knot around his neck.

Their faces returned to a close position. Victor was still holding Ellena's hand. Ellena fell silent with wide eyes.

Victor pulled Ellena's waist closer to his body. Again he whispered seductively.

"I've never had a problem with your scent. Even I really like secretary Elle." Victor sniffed for a moment beside Ellena's neck. Again Ellena shuddered and shuddered.

Victor immediately let go of Ellena and returned to his feet in an upright position. Elena couldn't bear to look at him anymore. Her heart was too shocked. Plus, a heart that beats fast. Oxygen does not seem to reach her brain. Her head was getting dizzy, but Elle still tried to control herself well.

Elle tightened the tie around Victor's collar. Victor continued to stare at Elle from that close range.

"It's done, sir." Elena lifted her face. She was silent again and was stunned to see Victor's smile. Elle's palm still rested gently on Victor's upper chest. For a moment, the world seemed lost. Elle's eyes glazed over, fascinated to see a creature with a smile as beautiful as this.

Victor held Elle's waist and slightly squeezed it on both sides. His eyes glazed over at Elena. His smile disappeared and was replaced by a whisper.

"Stop looking at me like that or you won't get out of here safe, secretary Elle,"

"Eh! Sorry, sir," Ellena blinked again and removed her hand from Victor's chest.

Victor held one of Elle's hands then took something from his trouser pocket.

"I've called Mr. Wilson to pick me up. You rest first until the hangover is completely gone. After that get ready. See you at the office." Victor handed over the keys to the car he was driving last night.

"But, sir..." Ellena replied, feeling responsible for her task.

"I don't accept excuses! I'm waiting at the office. We have a lot to do today."

"Okay sir." Elena bowed respectfully.

Victor went out of the room. He was leaving Ellena alone, and her beating heart was still racing.

Clek! The door is closed.

Ellena immediately drew as much oxygen as possible from her mouth and nose. He collects it in his lungs, then exhales at once.

"Aaah." Ellena threw herself onto the bed and patted her forehead lightly. He started a monologue, "You i***t! Why did you get drunk Elle? And why since last night I was getting drunk with his face? Huuufftt! Come on! Just Wake up Elle! Wake up! I Am the girl behind the boss. And I absolutely not a girl beside him."