Third Person's POV
He was constantly reading the document in front of the large glass window that many people were amazed to see.
He could see the entire city, including the tall buildings, billboards, and traffic below, but no matter how beautiful it was, he was uninterested.
It is a lovely morning, but his mood is different, always.
He was frustrated as he rolled each page of the paper he was holding. In annoyance, he tore them.
He sips the glass of wine and also throws it to make a noise. He appears to be terrible... and miserable. But it doesn't change the fact that he is so damn hot and attractive no matter what he looks like.
"LANI!" He shouted.
A woman in long sleeves and black pants entered immediately, including her nerdy glasses.
She bowed nervously and covered his trembling hands.
"S-sir?"
He looked at this woman and grinned. He sat on the swivel chair and looked closely at his secretary.
"Look at me," calmly but authoritatively, the woman quickly raised her head.
He raised his right hand and beckoned her to come to him with his index finger, which made the woman even more nervous.
Slowly, she went to him.
"FASTER!" He snorted so loudly that his secretary quickly stood by his side.
Now she was on his side. He turned the swivel chair and, like a child playing, slowly turned and stopped in front of the secretary while leaning back.
It grinned slyly.
"Sit," he ordered, referring to his secretary sitting on HIS LAP.
His secretary's eyes widened, she couldn't do that!
She is afraid of what his boss can do.
"I'm sorry, sir, but I won't do what you order," she boldly promised.
The man's jaw clenched and he held out his hand. He stood up and brought the secretary's body closer to his body. He felt the cold hands, which surprised his secretary even more.
It let out a demonic, spiteful laugh.
He put his right hand on the woman's waist and stroked it, feeling the curve of the body. The woman gasped at what he did.
"S-sir, I can report you for what you're doing!" Its boldness made the man's ears ring. It's lovely to hear.
"Who are you to say that?," he looked directly into her eyes, he brought his lips to the secretary's ear "Did you already forget who you were talking to? Hmm? Miss Flores?" And again he grinned.
The woman just held her breath because, yes, that's who she really is. He is just a lowly secretary. But she was terrified of what he might do.
She forgot that a multi-billionaire was in front of her. The one and only Liam Gray Lucas, who is her boss and owner of various branches that are famous malls, resorts that have become tourist spots, and three companies that are held, or should I say led, by him.
He got up from it and went back to sitting on the swivel chair. A long and loose breath escaped from the secretary.
She turned her back in his office, and the broken glass on the floor scattered loudly which startled her.
He's always been like this, she thought. After only a few months of staying here, the behavior of its boss got worse and worse.
Sometimes she catches up him with someone who had a phone calls always screaming that you think every day he has an enemy. All of his employees are afraid to approach him, and she is one of them. Fortunately, her office is outside his boss's, and when he shouts, she can easily go there.
"You're fired" was his expressionless statement to her, which surprised her so that eventually she chose to remain silent because this is what she wanted. To be free from this and this company, to him.
She didn't really like working in a company, she just did it because someone offered him, no choice.
She bowed blankly, "Yes, sir." answered briefly and left the office.
"Tch!" Liam snorted and loosened his neck tie, and he really looked so good with thosemessy hair.
This is his routine everyday, he can't get rid of the crossed eyebrows and the rush of blood on his head.
He just stared into nothingness as he thought of his plan.
He picked up the phone and dialed a number. He hates to do this, calling. It is not his business to call others because he wants is he's the one to be called.
"Hey! You call?" silly tune on the other end of the line.
His blood increased again. Every part of his body was also swolle.
"Isn't it obvious? Fuck you rhombus! "
If earlier he was the one laughing, now it is the person he is talking to.
"What do you want?" His friend asked innocently, "Oh, let me think of it hmm?~" Sometimes he really thinks of his friends as antagonists in his life.
"Can you fucking spill where the hell she is!?" He couldn't control himself anymore.
For six years, he thought of nothing but the woman who ruined his life. In six years, he promised that he would find her, but it was really just a pest because of someone who always had a problem with him.
Every day he was looking for news about the woman, but he didn't know where to find her because of the stupid investigator Rhombus. He hadn't heard a single piece of information from her.
He can't hire any investigator because he only knows who can find the person whom he's been searching for how many years, and that is only Rhombus, who can find her within 3 days.
All he knows is that Rhombus knows where the woman is, who causes his nerves to burst every day. Because rhombus is teasing him.
"FUCK ROM! SPEAK UP! ", that's how he feels.
He was going crazy; he wanted to see her so much.
"Dude? What were you yelling over in this morning? " a man entered the office,
He looked and scrutinized it.
"FUCK YOU RUSSELL!" he snorted, as if he were poor boy. very miserable.
"Woah woah, chill!" russel raised his hands as if giving up,
"I hate coffee," said another man coldly behind russel.
His jaw dropped at the two people he was seeing now. One was the one he was talking on the phone Crap!
"You hate coffee but you're drinking," Russell said and shrugged, "You guys are so weird." and lay on the sofa.
Calem also shrugged.
Why are they really in here? it's freaking morning, he thought.
He focused his attention on the phone call.
"Is that Russell?" Rom asked.
"Don't change the topic, idiot, and tell me where is fucking Gianne Mordiganna Song!" He burst, turning to the two men laying. Russel turned back in his seat, and he and Calem looked at each other.
"I will fucking kill you, scumbag!" and hung up.
He frustratedly brushed his messy hair and kicked the foot of the table while resting his hand on the table. There was silence in the room, not saying a word and feeling each other, but Calem was just calm and smiling.
He wanted so much to know where the woman who left him, but couldn't do anything; he could only think of one way to find her.
That is is the...
"I know where she is," Calem interject. He just shrugged and sipped his coffee again.
He looked at Calem in surprise. "What?"
"I know where Gianne is," he said again, making his ears prick up.
He lost the plan and stared at calem in wonder. I don't know, but he was suddenly revived by what he heard, whether it was true or not.
He looked at him seriously.
"WHERE?"
He was not the only one who revived, but also Calem, who was now grinning like he was planning something. Remembering yesterday that he regretted.