Chapter 3

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I didn’t know what was wrong with me. But after he said that, I became restless. Why did he have to look at me while saying those things? Like it was— No! No! It was ridiculous. I needed to stop these weird thoughts that were running in my mind. I tried to shake all of those thoughts away by focusing on eating my food. We all ordered the same meal plan. It was an American breakfast. It consists of crispy bacon, sausage, hash brown, sunny side up egg, pancake, sliced cereal, jam, brewed coffee, and milk. The way it was presented on the plate made it more appetizing for our sight, especially to me. I love cooking. But I love to eat more. I was silently eating while Mr. Tan and my boss were talking. I didn’t want to listen, but of course, we were at the same table, so there was no way that I couldn’t hear everything. "When are you going to get married, Dark?” I abruptly stopped eating when I heard Mr. Tan casually address my boss with his first name. I was confused. I tried not to look at them, so they would not notice that I listened to what they were talking about. My boss laughed humorously. "Stop asking about my love life, Royce," he said while shaking his head. He was gone being formal with each other because now they were casually talking like friends. "I'm just concerned as your uncle, Dark. You're not getting any younger." What the--? Was he his uncle? I can't stop myself from looking at them. Like seriously? I thought he was just his business partner. I look at both of them, and I could really see some resemblance. My forehead creased when I just realized something. Why are we really here anyway? If they would only talk about his love life, he should have left me in the office. He doesn't need me here. "I'm still in my thirties. It's still younger for me." My boss said while shrugging. They looked at me when they noticed that I was staring at them with a confused expression. "Oh! Sorry about that. I'm actually his uncle." Mr. Tan said while smiling at me. I smiled back and just continued eating. "Your secretary is so quiet. Is he really like that?" I almost choke when I heard what Mr. Tan said. I was coughing while trying to reach the water when my boss reached it and gave it to me. "Hey! Are you okay?" He said worriedly while tapping my back, making me jump from my seat when I felt something weird when his hand touched my back. And I know that he felt it too because he looked at me while his jaw was clenching. My eyes widened when I felt something cold on my stomach. I cursed while looking at myself, and then I saw how wet I am because of the water that I should be drinking spilled on me. Damn it! "Are you okay?" Mr. Tan asked while looking at me. I heard my boss cursing on my side when he saw what happened to my clothes. Crap! This day was really frustrating. "I'm fine, Mr. Tan," I said while smiling timidly. I fetched my hanky in my pocket and tried to wipe myself. Damn it! Even my slack was also wet. I frowned while still wiping myself. "You're wet." My boss said while looking at me with a dark expression. My brows furrowed. It was apparent, boss. I wanted to say it back but afraid that he would fire me in an instant. "Can you excuse us for a moment, Royce?" my boss said as he turned to look at Mr. Tan. I looked at my boss with a confused expression. "Sure. Sure. I'll just continue eating here," Mr. Tan said while smiling. I didn’t know what they were talking about. I was just startled when my boss suddenly dragged me away from our table. He was holding my arm while walking at a fast pace. "Sir? What are you doing?" I couldn’t help but ask. He was literally dragging me, and I don't know why. And this weird thing that I am feeling is making me more restless because he was holding my arm. "We need to do something with your clothes,” he said without looking at me and just continued walking until I saw that we were going towards the restroom. He dragged me inside, and I heard the clicking sound of the door lock. Why did he need to lock it? I didn’t like the atmosphere here. I didn’t know why, but I felt like being suffocated. We were all alone here. Damn it! "Take off your clothes." My eyes widened from what he said. "What?!" I snapped. "I said take off your clothes. Or do you want me to take it off for you?" he said while clenching his jaw. "Why am I going to take it off?!" "Silly. We're going to dry it. Or are you thinking of something else?" He shook his head and then walked towards the sink and opened a compartment below, and took something. It was a blow dryer. Damn! Why was I thinking different things when he said that he wanted me to take off my clothes? The hell! I want to punch myself. Did I just embarrass myself? s**t! I didn't answer him and embarrassed myself again. I just did what he told me. I took off my upper clothes, and I didn’t know why my hands were shaking while unbuttoning them. I glanced at him, and now I know why. He was looking at me intently the whole time. His aura was dark like his name, and I think it clouded every sanity that I had left. I cursed again silently while taking off my clothes as fast as I could. "Give it to me," he said while still staring at me. I was only wearing a sleeveless white shirt that fits my body and my slacks. My body was lean because I workout every week. I held my button-down polo with me while thinking of just getting the blow dryer from him instead of giving him my polo. "Let me do it. Give me that." I said while looking at the blow dryer on his hand. He scoffs, and his eyes become darker and intense while looking at me. "I'm your boss. And it's an order. You give me your clothes, so we'll be done here right away." I gulped and just gave him my clothes right away. The way he said it made me obey him in an instant. And I didn’t know why. His fingers accidentally touched my hand, and we both startled and looked at each other. He suddenly laughed and looked at me amusedly. "You feel it too." It's not a question. He was sure of it. "What are you talking about?" I lied as I looked away from him. It was just my imagination. I didn't feel anything. That was nothing. I convinced myself. I didn’t want to acknowledge it. And I didn’t want to think about it. "You're lying." He looked at me while his eyes were slitting. He knows that I'm lying. Am I too transparent? Damn it! "I'm not. Why would I lie?" I tried to look at him in the eyes just to convince him that I am not lying. "Really? Yeah. Tell me why?" He was starting to irritate me. "What's wrong with you?" He scoffed and looked at me while his jaw was clenching. "How about you? What's wrong with you? Why do you deny how you feel?” "I do not deny anything. I don’t feel anything!" I snapped. "You don’t?" He laughed evilly. "Let me do something to convince myself that we don’t feel the same." My eyes widened when he started to walk towards me. I was stepping back when he stepped forward until the wall hit my back. "What are you doing?!" I snapped, looking at him with a confused expression. "I want to prove something," he said as he looked at me while licking his lower lip. I swallowed the lump on my throat. My breathing became uneven when he cornered me to the wall and moved his face closer to mine. I c****d my face to the side to avoid his stare. I could feel his breath on my face. All of a sudden, the comfort room became hot. And I didn’t know why. "You're in a denial stage,” he said, which made me look at him confused. "W-What are you talking about?" I looked at him with a confused expression while he was looking at me amusedly. I shivered when he suddenly put his other hand on my neck and then caressed it down to my shoulder, down to my bare arm. My eyes instantly shut, and I was panting really hard. Volts of electricity from his hands flow to every nerve of my body. "Can't you feel it?" He whispered in my ear. "The tension is so strong between us. And I love how your body reacts from my touch." My eyes snapped open, and I pushed him away from me. No! This was insane. I was looking at him, bewildered by what just happened. "You can't deny it forever. I will assure you that. For now, I will let you discover your inner self. And I will patiently be waiting for that,” he said before he gave me back my polo and went out of the comfort room, leaving me confused and dumbfounded.
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