Liam's POV
Ugh, why is my head spinning?
I slowly opened my eyes, meeting the rays of the sun through my window.
The sun is so high up already, it feels like noon.
Wait, noon?!
I quickly grabbed my clock on my bedside table.
Fucking hell it's 12 pm! I'm so late for work. Gosh I'm so dead.
I stood up and swiftly ran to my bathroom. If I don't hurry, I might not be able to come to work, like never again.
I took a bath briskly, rubbed my f*****g body with soap, brushed my teeth, then quickly changed my clothes.
I have to be fast. I have a presentation at 2. s**t.
God, why did I even drink last night? That was so stupid of you Liam.
I rode my car immediately. While driving, I decided to stop by a local coffee shop for some iced Americano and baked pastries, then drove off again for work.
I was so glad it didn't take that long to arrive. Although I am still f*****g late. I took my phone from my pocket and called my secretary and told her to meet me in the lobby.
After a minute of waiting, Claire appeared in front of me, holding her iPad where she wrote my schedule for the day.
"Hello Sir, good afternoon." She greeted me as she approached me.
"Have you had your lunch?" She asked.
"Yes, I stopped by a cafe while on my way to work. Thanks for asking." I replied.
"You're welcome Sir."" And do you mind if I ask you what on earth were you doing last night, Sir Liam?" She asked.
Oh, I certainly forgot that this secretary of mine is pretty shameless.
"You should be thankful I had an excuse, and, of course, luckily, your schedule earlier was pretty vacant, you just have to sign some papers once we arrive at your office." "Yes, thank you."
She nodded.
"So where were you?" She asked again.
"I already told you Claire, I was drinking," I answered.
"I was so drunk last night, that is why I woke up pretty late.""Jesus, I was just so glad that coffee sobered me up a little bit. I need to present my work later this afternoon," I told Claire.
"Well, since you brought that up, here's your schedule for today."
Claire continued to blabber about my schedule while we walked to my office.
"At last, I finally get to sit after hours of standing, waiting for some drunk man to come to work." Claire stated, as she sat on the couch beside my table, obviously talking about me.
"I'm sorry, okay?" I replied.
"Yeah, I was just kidding." She chuckled. "But you should at least treat me to dinner, so you can get back to me." "Claire, you really are shameless." She just rolled her eyes at me.
"The papers I was talking about earlier were already on your desk."
I settled down at my desk, then started signing the papers. After attending my paperwork and handing it to Claire, then quickly went to the presentation room.
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God, that was hella tiring.
I mumbled to myself as I walked out of the presentation room. Hell, that was so much for a day. I can't blame anyone because I was the one who woke up late.
I'll be taking the day off tomorrow. I really wanna check on that place Elijah told me last night.
"Bro, we definitely need to check this one place I saw." Elijah said as he walked towards my direction holding his glass of whiskey.
I barely even heard what this motherfucker said. I'm in the club right now, so the music's really loud while these drunk people keep shouting their shits. This is making me dizzy.
"I won't. I'm not interested in going to hell, unlike you.""You think you're funny, huh?""I'm not even joking.""Neither am I!" "Elijah, you better stop whining before I smack that empty head." "Right, I was just kidding, you got some hot head, don't ya?" "What was that place you were talking about earlier?" "Ah yes, as I was saying, I found this private resort outside the city. We can finally relax, bro. Forget about our jobs for the weekend!" He squealed excitedly.
Seriously, this stupid grown ass man screams like a woman.
"You fool, as if you f*****g worked dude. You just left every f*****g job you have as an owner to your manager." I scoffed.
"Your lazy ass doesn't deserve some relaxation. Hah!" "Dude, you surely are dumb, that's exactly the reason why I hired my manager, to f*****g take the responsibilities off me." He whined.
"I pay them well, bro, so they better work. Also, being this f*****g handsome is very tiring and stressful. I need a break!" He replied while holding his ugly face together.
"f**k, are you even serious, Elijah? Your face looks like a dog's ass." I replied, then finished my drink.
That dog had better tell' the truth about that resort or I'll f*****g kick his stupid face.
Right now, I need to go see Claire. I sure better treat her to some nice dinner before she throws a fit.
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"Oh, that food was good." Said Claire while rubbing her bloated stomach.
"Claire" I called.
"What?""You're such a pig." "What the f**k did you just say?" She asked with her eyes wide open like an owl.
I laughed, then quickly ran out of the restaurant. Claire chased after me holding her bag, probably planning to smack my head off with it.
"Everyone help! An ugly child is chasing after me!" I screamed and ran along the pavement.
I looked back only to see Claire blazing, then stuck my tongue out to irritate her more.
"Liam you piece of s**t! You f*****g forgot the bill!" Claire shouted.
Oh s**t, I forgot!
Now I have to go all the way back, to face the embarrassment and get hit with Claire's bag. Jesus!
I ran back to the restaurant quickly, then paid the bill.
"I'm really sorry I forgot," I said, with an apologetic face, while handing them the payment.
Thank God the owner was nice.
I slowly walked towards the door where Mad Claire was waiting.
"This is for calling me an ugly pig!" She shouted as she beat me up with her bag, of course.
"I never called you that. I said you are a pig and you are ugly." I said while rubbing my head.
"You're a piece of s**t Liam!"
I just laughed, then held her shoulders.
"Come, I'll take you home."
We were walking towards my car's direction when I bumped into someone.
"Hey dude, f**k o-"
I stuttered when I smelled his scent. My body slowly reacted and started burning up. Do I have a fever or something?
Am I getting horny because of a man's scent? Why the hell am I having an erection here of all places?
Uhm, what the f**k is happening to me?!