"I want the papers drafted before noon," Meka placed the books on the table. His focus on the laptop in front of him.
"Okay sir," I smiled at him.
For three days since the gala, I've resumed my duties as his personal assistant.
"Is that all Meka? " I sat on his table. " No good luck peck?"
I pretended to play with my question while I was inwardly hoping he will give me the said peck.
"I've told you Bin, I don't miss business with pleasure." He said with a glare at the laptop. " You should have thought more about your peck before you decided to be my assistant.
His words made me frown.
"Am your boyfriend!" I pout.
It's not far he only treats me as a boyfriend only when we have an audience. Aside from that, Meka treats me like a work partner.
I guess the contract to him is like a
