Chapter Two: Moon Lovers
My boss's face is still close to mine and I gulp down nervously in discomfort. What does he want to do to me?
"Why are you here, Vider?" Mr. Lorenzo investigates with exasperation sounding in his voice. Though his voice is dangerously low, I can tell the amount of anger he's smouldering.
I clear my throat. "Sir it's Vidda and I wanted to…"
I stare at the average height Lorenzo heading towards his office table made from the finest wood, he opens a bottle of alcohol and pours it into a shot glass. I observe as Lorenzo's pink lips touch the mouth of the glass cup and Adams apple gulp down the drink. "I mean, what are you still doing here?"
"Sir you can't fire me!" I beg on my knees.
His face crumples in anger as he furrows his brows. "What? Can't fire you?" He pauses drinking.
I realize. "I mean shouldn't." The desperation is high in my voice tone and I am almost crying. I am crying though, it is just left for tears to run down. I situate my body more to the ground and his Royal Majesty isn't even disturbed.
Lorenzo looks at me. He crossed his legs on his chair and mixs the drink in his hand by shaking it. I see a sweet smile flash on his face for a second, or better explained; a sadistic leer because he looks gorgeous even with a evil grin on, enjoying the view of me suffering.
His serious face comes back on and I watch him lean his body forward to me, still seated on his chair.
"I have a proposition for you. If you're ready." My boss's teeth is on display and this is the first time I'm seeing him have a happy look on. He's usually cold and that's why I say Fred's the only man I talk to here; my boss a monster.
Lorenzo stands up and walks towards me. He offers a look of sympathy. "Poor Vider, how bout you come with me on a date?"
"A date?!"
I stand up aware I don't want to have anything romantic with this idiot. He just broke up with his girl and now it's time for tables to turn to me? Wait is he indirectly asking me for sex?
"Sir," I dust dirt from my knees.
Lorenzo continues, "It's not actually a date. It's just an event my company's hosting. It's at a club, what do you say?"
'Shit! I blew his chance of going with Britney now he's picking me to compensate.'
"Whatever." I blurt, then immediately cover my mouth with my palm. "I mean, yes sir! Thank you sir." I bowed. My boss chuckled then excuses me.
I am safe—for now.
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