Azlynn’s P.O.V.
A bullet of panic rose to my chest as Mr. Julius winked at me with a devil smirk curling his lips in a naturally rebellious way, his new playboy look was drastically different from his solemn one. My gaze dropped to Xavion, seeking a response. I wanted to confirm whether it was a mistake to come here or not.
It seemed like my boss was here to talk about business, not playing with girls. He didn’t pick up the conversation and took out an envelope from his coat’s pocket.
“You made a big deal about my contract in the drafting ceremony, Mr. Julius. What were your intentions?”
He lit a cigarette, adding another pungent scent in the smelly room. That enclosed place with a cocktail of foul smells made me clench my teeth in disgust, waiting for Mr. Julius’s reply.
“Are yo
