Dimas's body temperature has gone down thanks to Natalie, who painstakingly compresses him. Natalie even did Dimas's work after doing her own work. Most of Natalie's documents have been checked, while Natalie's important documents are separated for Dimas to check later.
Dimas fell asleep until lunchtime was over, and Natalie didn't even have time to eat lunch. Natalie stretched her stiff body. Her eyes glanced to the side where Dimas was lying. Natalie worked on the bed right beside Dimas while leaning on the headboard. This was done so that Natalie could compress Dimas at the same time as she was finishing her work.
Due to exhaustion, Natalie fell asleep in a sitting position beside Dimas. The laptop was still on in Natalie's lap while the owner was asleep. No one suspected that Natalie had not left Dimas's room because everyone was busy with their own work. After all, Natalie is Dimas's personal secretary, so it's not surprising that there is work to be discussed with Dimas and spends hours in Dimas's workroom. No one knew that Natalie was actually taking care of Dimas who had a fever.
Half an hour had passed since Natalie had fallen into a dream world. Dimas's eyes twitched from behind closed eyelids. Slowly but surely, Dimas opened his eyes. His vision was blurry at first, but after blinking a few times, Dimas could see objects clearly.
"Ugh... Where am I now?" Dimas muttered confused.
Dimas's consciousness had not fully gathered, so he looked around. Dimas's gaze stopped at Natalie, who was sleeping beside him. Dimas's eyes suddenly widened when he realized that Natalie was with him in the same bed.
Dimas jumped from the bed and rolled over reflexively, causing him to fall off the bed, causing a loud bang. Dimas groaned in pain as his back landed hard on the cold floor.
"Argh, my back…" Dimas could only lament the pain in his back. Grinning in pain, Dimas changed his position into a sitting position. Dimas's palms rubbed his back, which was throbbing.
"Damn it, my head hurts and now my back too." Dimas complained about the misfortune that befell him today.
Dimas's head quickly turned back towards the bed to make sure that Natalie's presence was real and not his sleeping flower. When Dimas was about to stand up, something fell from his forehead. It turned out to be the cloth Natalie used to compress Dimas.
Dimas was lost in thought for a moment, with his hands tightly gripping the dry cloth. "She… did it?"
Dimas's question was ridiculous, if not Natalie, who else would do it because there were only the two of them in the break room. Wait, ... the break room?! Dimas immediately looked around, and it was true that they were in the break room, hidden behind the bookshelf.
Dimas patted his head. "So Natalie knows this room?! Isn't she thinking all sorts of things?"
Dimas suddenly felt anxious if Natalie thought that Dimas was lazing around with the break room. However, when he realized his own thoughts, Dimas felt that it was wrong. His being here as the boss, of course, wouldn't look wrong if she was lazing around. After all, there is something worse than Natalie if Natalie considers Dimas an irresponsible person. So Dimas will not hesitate to appoint Dedrick who is more irresponsible than himself.
"Tsk, why would I care about her judgment?" Dimas cursed himself. He crawled over to the bed and sat down next to Natalie.
Dimas studied Natalie's face carefully. Natalie looks so charming, shoulder-length hair that looks a little messy and covers part of her face, curly eyelashes, a sharp nose like a slide, and…
Dimas swallowed his saliva as his gaze fell on Natalie's pink lips. Those lips that presumptuously kissed Dimas fiercely. Dimas's face was bright red, his lips throbbing, which reminded him of the wound on his lips from Natalie's bite.
Dimas covered his face with his palms. "Ugh, cheating… How can she easily kiss me and move on like nothing happened?"
Dimas was annoyed that Natalie looked normal when she met him. Even though Dimas is not like that, his heart beats fast every time he looks at Natalie because he always remembers Natalie's kiss, which is still imprinted on his body and mind. Was it only Dimas who took Natalie's kiss seriously?
It would be ridiculous if that was the case because Dimas couldn't act as if nothing had happened between them. Suddenly, curiosity approached Dimas. Dimas's hands, which did not cover his face, slowly approached Natalie's face.
Dimas's fingers trembled as his index finger slowly touched Natalie's cheek. Dimas put too much pressure on his index finger so that the finger sank on Natalie's cheek. Dimas's heart almost exploded when his skin touched Natalie's.
Gentle. That's how Dimas felt after touching Natalie's cheek. Dimas's curiosity was not satisfied, so he moved his finger up to touch Natalie's eyelids. It didn't stop there, Dimas's index finger was already between Natalie's eyebrows and slowly slid down the bridge of Natalie's nose.
While sliding after pausing for a moment on the tip of Natalie's nose, Dimas's index finger now stopped on Natalie's supple lips. Dimas's curiosity grew so much that he rubbed his index finger on Natalie's lips. Natalie's lips were dry, so Dimas felt the surface of Natalie's lips slightly rough. However, this does not eliminate the beautiful shape of Natalie's lips, which look tempting.
"Beautiful…" Dimas said the two words without realizing it. When he realized what he said, Dimas's face burned even more.
Because he was too busy with his own feelings, Dimas didn't realize that his index finger had now entered Natalie's mouth and hit Natalie's teeth. After he managed to calm his bubbling feelings, Dimas was surprised again with his index finger, which was already pinched by Natalie's lips.
"W-what …" Dimas could not continue his speech. Now, Dimas feels like a very perverted man, especially with his index finger in Natalie's mouth.
Dimas immediately withdrew his hand, Dimas gasping for breath with a bright red face up to his neck. Dimas's eyes misted with passion that made Dimas feel guilty. Dimas was confused by what he did before.
Dimas clenched his fists tightly until his knuckles turned white. The forefinger that had previously naughtily traced every inch of Natalie's face trembled so badly that Dimas had to grip his fist with his other hand.
"Ugh…" Natalie groaned in her sleep and seemed to be moving her head because of her uncomfortable sleeping position. The many movements made, made Natalie's head tilted, almost falling off the bed. Dimas swiftly held Natalie's head with his palm.
Dimas's position is now so close to Natalie that he can clearly see the outline of Natalie's face. Natalie even looks beautiful when she sleeps, especially when she wakes up her charm shines even more.
A sweet smile etched on Dimas's face. "Thank you for taking good care of me."
The tired lines on Natalie's face let Dimas know that Natalie really took care of him until Dimas's fever went down. Inevitably, Dimas's heart warmed at Natalie's actions. Even though Natalie could have pretended not to know Dimas's condition. However, the woman in his arms chose to take care of Dimas while completing the work.
Dimas can also see a pile of documents that should have been done by him, now some have been completed. "You did so well that I'm speechless."
It couldn't be helped, Natalie did so well that Dimas felt that he was a man who was privileged by Natalie. Because he already felt Natalie's sincerity, Dimas was determined to repay her. Should Dimas ask Natalie to have a relationship with him because Natalie seems to really care about him?
However, Dimas did not want to feel too confident about Natalie's attitude. Natalie could have done this because she saw Dimas as her boss. Dimas was undecided in what way to repay Natalie.
As if answering Dimas's confusion, Natalie's stomach suddenly rumbled loudly enough to make Dimas know that Natalie hadn't had lunch yet. Dimas chuckled feeling funny, if Natalie woke up and heard the sound of her own stomach, maybe Natalie would feel very embarrassed in front of Dimas.
"You put too much energy and thought into it today. Therefore, I will somehow repay your kindness."
Dimas hesitantly put his hand on the nape of Natalie's neck and moved the palm that had previously held Natalie's head in the curve of Natalie's leg. Dimas lifted Natalie's body and laid her on the bed because the previous position was uncomfortable. Natalie would wake up feeling achy if she was allowed to stay asleep in a sitting position, leaning against the hard head of the bed.
Thereafter,, Dimas stroked Natalie's hair, unexpectedly Natalie rubbed her own face in Dimas's palm. Dimas froze seeing this, he didn't dare to move for fear of waking Natalie. The situation would be awkward if Natalie woke up when Dimas put his hand on Natalie's hair.
Dimas slowly withdrew his hand from Natalie and got up. He lowered his head for a moment to see his own appearance, which was shirtless. Dimas's white coat and shirt had disappeared somewhere.
No wonder Dimas felt cold, it turned out that he was shirtless from under the blanket that was previously on his body. Dimas put the blanket on Natalie to make Natalie comfortable in her sleep.
Dimas stood up and walked towards the cupboard in the room. Dimas's hands opened the cupboard, took the clothes in the closet. Dimas wears a sky-blue shirt with black pants. After finishing, Dimas went to the mini kitchen, hunting for food ingredients in the refrigerator for him to cook because Dimas had heard Natalie's stomach before.
Dimas rarely uses the break room, so the refrigerator is still full. So, Dimas fried the chicken in the refrigerator and cooked rice for Natalie to eat when she woke up. After finishing with his activities, Dimas put his hands on his hips while looking at the food that was already on the plate.
Dimas frowned. "Since when can I cook?"
Dimas was surprised by himself. As he recalled, he had never learned to cook or even touched anything related to the kitchen. As a young master, of course Dimas will be served if he feels hungry. Even in his memory, Dimas felt that he had never stepped into the kitchen except to take a cold drink from the refrigerator. Dimas also doesn't feel like learning to cook in secret. So, where did his skills come from?
Okay, Dimas admits that he is considered a genius. But, does being a genius make Dimas have cooking skills? Ah, I don't know, thinking about this makes Dimas feel dizzy. Therefore, Dimas chose to ignore these irregularities.
Unfortunately, Dimas has amnesia. If he knew that he had lived a miserable life and even had to dig a trash can to eat, Dimas would have known that his cooking skills came from the miserable life he used to live.
Unbeknownst to Dimas, a sweet smile appeared on Natalie's lips, who was lying on the bed. A lie that Natalie is still asleep. Even though she was asleep, Natalie didn't sleep well, she could still hear and feel what Dimas did to her while she was asleep.
Natalie's face flushed faintly. "Thank God, I was able to make him interested in me again. In the near future, I will make Dimas remember his feelings for me."