I woke up in pain, my whole body aches so much because of last night but I was hungry so I tried to get up.
I wobbled and almost fell on the floor, but I managed to reach my nightstand. Fortunately, I fell into bed instead.
The vase on my nightstand fell so Damien rushed to me.
"Noir!" He shouted as he slammed the door open.
My cheeks turned red out of embarrassment but I couldn't say a thing.
He carefully approached me and checked my surroundings, "Are you okay?" He whimpered like a lost puppy.
"My body... Everything hurts... I want to eat." I replied.
"Ah!!! The food!" He exclaimed and ran downstairs.
He brought me soup and hot chocolate then he cleaned the broken vase for me.
I noticed him panting, his cheeks are red and he is sweating excessively.
I held on the bed's headboard and stood up to check his temperature, "Crazy! You're burning up!" I exclaimed.
He put my hand away and smiled, "I'm fine, this is nothing." He said.
I pulled him and tucked him in the bed, "don't be stubborn and take a rest today!" I scolded.
"But... I have to work and... You're hurt..."
I noticed blood rush through my head as I remembered our deeds last night.
"S-shut up and rest!" I exclaimed embarrassedly.
I went downstairs and cleaned the dishes.
I also took cold water and clean cloth for Damien.
When I was about to go upstairs, someone rang the doorbell so I checked the door camera.
"Lester, what brought you here?" I asked as I open the door for him.
"Hello Sir Noir, I'm here to pick up sir Damien. A lot of works has piled up due to his absence." Lester replied with a smile.
"Ah, I'm sorry to hear that but... Damien is currently ill, he can't come to work yet." I replied and invited him to enter.
He sat on the bar so I got him something to drink.
"Should I call the hospital?" Lester asked.
"Ah... Actually... The hospital can't help him."
Lester looked at me with a puzzled expression and asked, "Is it an illness that cannot be cured?"
"Uhh... Uhm... The thing is... He is in a rut." I replied awkwardly.
Lester spit out the juice out of shock and coughed in embarrassment.
"I-is that so? I-I guess it can't be helped." He said as he coughed awkwardly.
"Yeah so..."
"A-anyway sir... I brought the documents that needs his immediate attention. Please give this to him," Lester said and handed me a black envelope full of documents.
"Then, Goodbye sir." He said.
I locked the door and went upstairs.
Damien was tossing and turning again.
I guess his rut hasn't passed yet.
I released some pheromones and soon after, he looked more comfortable.
I wiped his body with cold water and changed his clothes with the ones he wore when he came here.
I went back downstairs to check the fridge
I realized that I ran out of ingredients.
I went upstairs to tell Damien that I'm going to the grocery but he was sleeping so I decided to leave a note instead.
I went to the grocery and bought everything I need.
"You do delivery, right? Please deliver the groceries to Empire Tower. Just tell the receptionist it's for Noir Claude Valerian." I said to the cashier.
After checking out, I went to the clothes store and bought clothes for Damien.
I bought 20 sets of clothes and asked them to deliver them to Empire Tower.
I remember that Damien has a sweet tooth so I dropped by the Bakery and bought him some sweet desserts.
"2 slices of strawberry Cheesecake please."
Then I dropped by the pharmacy to buy him meds.
"A simple paracetamol won't help in Alpha's rut fever. I suggest an inhibitor instead." The Pharmacist suggested
"Then, I'll take a box of it please."
I took a taxi and went back to Empire Tower.
I saw people crowding at the hotel's entrance so I was planning to use the backdoor but my instincts tells me that I should use the front door.
I was scared of squeezing through the crowd because I'm claustrophobic but my curiousness won over my fear.
I squeezed through the crowd and passed by the security who are blocking the people from entering.
I saw Damien sitting on the floor of the lobby area in a daze.
The Crowd started taking his pictures and trying to bypass the securities so I immediately covered his face.
I quickly ran to him and squat down to make him see me.
I held his head up to face mine, "Why are you here?"
"Noirrr..." He said with a smile then proceeded to hug me.
The crowd's camera started flashing at us violently so I decided to put his arm around my shoulder and help him walk to the elevator.
We got into my penthouse so I quickly put the things I bought on the counter and immediately sat Damien on the sofa.
I was going to go outside to take all the groceries in front of my door but Damien stopped me from moving.
"Don't go." He said in the low tone of voice, slowly wrapping his arms around my waist.
"I'm not leaving. I'm just going to get the groceries." I said and sighed.
"Don't leave me." He murmured.
I sighed and held his hand, "Then there's no other way. Let's just get it together." I replied.
I organized all the groceries with the help of Damien.
Although he doesn't have a fever anymore, he is still in a daze.
Somehow, I find it cute.
I served Damien the Strawberry cheesecake I bought and he quietly ate it as I cooked our Lunch.
Although it wasn't mentioned in the book, I realized now that Damien has separation issues.
I wonder what's the cause of his severe separation anxiety.
Perhaps, I could ask him when we're a little closer.
Damien and I finished eating lunch so we decided to go back upstairs and let him rest.
I'm not used to not doing any work so I decided to make a detailed plan for our coffee shop.
When I finished making the detailed plan, I decided to take a peek at the black envelope that Lester brought.
I read its content and I was bewildered because I understood the content of the documents and I could come up with a proper plan and could distinguish its risk factors.
I xerox copied the documents and returned the original copy to the black envelope.
I made alterations to the documents and divided them into sections differentiating their risks.
I was so immersed in it that I didn't notice that it was already dark outside.
Everything came to me naturally. Perhaps, it was because Noir was taught about business ever since he was a child.
I looked at the time and realized that it is already 7 pm so I decided to go downstairs to cook steaks for dinner.
I ate dinner and brought Damien's dinner upstairs.
When I opened the door, I saw Damien sitting in my chair and reading the documents I copied.
I put his dinner on the nightstand and ran to him to hide the documents.
"This... This is just a practice paper... Nothing to see here." I awkwardly said, intentionally avoiding his gaze.
He glared at me for a few more seconds before sighing.
He leaned his head on my belly and hugged me, "I didn't know that my spouse is very talented in the business field. I love how you surprise me in your every action." He murmured.
"I-It's just... I just-- I just took a peek and wrote what was on my mind. That's all! I just wrote nonsense so forget it!"
"I think that what you wrote is outstanding. Can I use your plan?" He asked, gently brushing his head against my stomach.
"... Do what you like." I replied.
Damien watched me do his work as he ate dinner.
It was a bit awkward doing work under his watch but I managed to finish everything and left the documents that I thought would be too much of a risk.
Days quickly passed by and Damien's rut ended.
It was time for him to go to work again.
I'm glad I bought him a suit. It fits him very well >///<
I styled his hair with gel to give him clean Slicked back hair.
As expected, Damien is the male lead! Everything suits him well!
I helped him with his tie and gave him his lunch and walked him to the door.
"Safe travels," I said, waving my hand to him.
He paused and looked at me for a while.
"There's no goodbye kiss?" He pouted.
I chuckled and pulled him to kiss him on the cheek.
"See you soon." I said with a smile.
He kissed my forehead and looked at me with a smile, "I'll go make money and look forward for the dinner." He whispered before leaving.
I felt my heart pounding fast so I immediately closed the door.
I leaned on the door and held on the door handle. My knees felt week so I slowly sat on the floor.
I felt my heart beating fast and my face getting hot as I recalled what Damien said, "I'll go make money and look forward for the dinner."
That means he'll come back tonight...
I thought that he would go back to his mansion but... He's going to stay here after all...
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Sasha visited me in the afternoon to talk about the progress of our business.
I served him the cheesecake and juice to go along with it.
"The furnishing and renovation of the shop should be finished in a month. Our only problem is hiring good staff and finding suppliers." Sasha said as he sipped on his juice.
I have thought about it as well.
That's why I performed some research.
I showed Sasha the documents I made and he was speechless.
"This is very detailed... I didn't know you'd be very talented in this field!" Sasha exclaimed, looking at me with glistening eyes.
"This would be enough plan for us! The potential suppliers are listed here already so we won't have a hard time finding ingredients." Sasha exclaimed.
His excitement is written all over his face, I was just glad that he finds my report useful or else I would've felt devastated for not being able to help out much.
"*Cough* I will find suitable staff for our shop so don't feel too pressured. Thank you for this report. It will be very useful!" Sasha said.
My conversation with Sasha ended and he left when the sun went down.
I looked at the time and noticed that it was already 6:30 pm.
I decided to check my phone and notice a message from Damien
[1 message received from Husband]
H : I'm sorry I'm working overtime tonight... I might go home late. You should eat dinner first.
: How about your dinner?
H : (cry emoji) I want to go home.
H : Please save dinner for me.
: Should I bring you dinner?
H : (Whimper emoji) Will you?
: Pay me hehe~
I decided to cook Lobster Risotto and then made some mango Tiramisu.
I made sure that the dinner is secured and locked the door on my way out.
I rode a taxi and went to DN Group.
I went to the receptionist and asked for help, "Excuse me, may I ask where is Mr. Damien Delhaize's office is?" I asked.
"Do you have an appointment sir?" The receptionist asked.
When I was about to reply, the phone rang so I held myself back.
[Receptionist on the phone]
R ; Yes sir?
R ; Okay Sir, I'll tell him.
The receptionist looked at me with a smile and as she ended the call, "You may go to the top floor, Sir. Mr. Delhaize will be waiting in the President's Office."