Elisha
“Kyle…” I knocked on the door before opening it. Kyle was sitting on his swivel chair, scowling at his laptop. I could overhear his secretary Tina talking and reporting some information about the party tonight, and it seemed like Kyle didn’t hear me getting in.
“I have coordinated everything with our event organizer team, sir. Even your hotel suite for tonight is all set. You can come and check in anytime,” Tina stated, “Oh, plus the make-up artists are just waiting for the call-time,”
Kyle nodded before resting his back against his chair. “Thank you…Oh, one more thing. Could you please check the non-slip and safety mats? Tell the hotel I need them in the bathroom.”
“Yes, sir…”
“Thanks. I just want to make sure Elisha is safe,”
I was in awe of his sweetness and care after h
