Her Slave

Apology

Juniel's POV

Evening. I'm in the living room pondering the situation.

I'm still worried to Big boss but it's good to know that she's with Mr. Lee, her driver. Tiffany just prisoned herself in her room. She didn't eat or even drink water.

I know that she rejected Big boss because of what I've said to her. Yes, I don't trust her. We just met her. I'm just concern with our boss, what if Tiffany took advantage of her?

And I admit, I'm jealous of her because Big boss treats her special. Tiffany can't return anything to Erika. She has nothing.

But I feel bothered because seeing them like this makes me think that their feelings are genuine with each other. I need to talk to Tiffany.

I was out from my reverie when someone slammed the front door. It's Big boss! She's drunk with this woman. I think she met her in the club, another slut. I ran over them and tried to help Erika but she gestured to stop me.

"Don't touch..." Big boss held the woman's face and kissed her aggressively. I grimaced.

Big boss pulled away "Can... You call Tiffany for me? Huh... Juniel?" She laughed and her eyes were half opened. She's really drunk.

"O-okay..." I rushed on the stairs and glanced at them. The woman put Erika on the couch then I went to Tiffany's room.

I need to talk to her and if I'm the one who pushed her to reject Erika, I need to apologize. I'm really stupid for saying that to her.

Big boss was right, she's old enough and she knows what's good or bad for her. She can handle herself and for Tiffany, I need to give her chance to justify herself and prove that her intention is good to our Big boss.

I sighed and knocked on her door "Tiffany, this is Juniel please open the door!" I shouted. "Big boss wants to talk to you!"

Then I heard a click, the door slowly opened and it revealed Tiffany. Oh my gosh, what happened to her? She's really messed up!

Tiffany looked pale, her lips were white and her eyes were red like it'll bleed. I remember, she didn't eat nor drink. She looked sick and weak.

I pity her, this is my fault.

I could feel it.

I need to make things right.

This is not what I wanted.

"Tiffany, I'm sorry." Then I hugged her.

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