The two of them walked up to her apartment without waiting a moment. It was quite awkward between the two of them as they didn't talk to them on the way there. Still, they made it as Yuna unlocked the door.
"Do you want something to drink?" She asked right away as she dropped her bag on the left.
Darius glanced around and quickly muttered, "Uh…sure."
Her apartment looked nothing like he had expected. When he first met her, he was convinced that she had always been rich based on how she acted. However, that wasn't the case whatsoever. There was trash lying around everywhere, with a few outfits hung out by the window. It was obvious she needed money, a lot of it at that. She was living in a one-room apartment with only the necessities for her to survive.
Darius didn't make a comment on it as he quickly sat down just below her bed, his head resting on it.
Yuna got two opened beers in her hands as she sat down next to him. "So…can you tell me more about that contact of yours?"
Darius looked around and wondered if he should tell her right now or not. Still, he shook his head. Now wasn't the time.
"My contact…uh, well, I'd prefer to wait until everything is official since he is quite the valuable person."
Darius flattered himself without the slightest hesitation. After all, she had no clue that he was talking about himself.
"Um…I see." Yuna slowly nodded as she took a good sip of alcohol. "Ah…feels good. Today was rough."
Hearing her talking about the day, Darius remembered that today was her debut in front of a very small audience. He remembered Colin getting an insane amount of calls about her featuring in all kinds of advertisements for companies. It was saddening, but none of them had contacted them about her skills as a singer. They were all after her beauty.
"About today…did you like it? Performing in front of those people?"
She took another sip of alcohol. Her beer was already half empty as she drank quite a lot. "It was okay. Still, most of them were old weirdos. Though, I hoped they liked me…my future depends on it after all."
Darius shook his head with a lot of confidence. "Oh, don't worry. They liked you."
Remembering all the brand deals and offers that she was about to receive. Darius realized that he needed to make her change manager. Still, things took a turn when he looked at the beer in her hands.
"You finished it already?!" Darius exclaimed, unsure about what was happening to her. He didn't think that she was the type to drink that much alcohol in the first place. She was a lightweight, after all. In fact, both her cheeks were already getting redder as they spoke.
"Tsk, this much is fine…" Her head slowly bobbed as her eyes were half-closed. She turned to look at Darius as she stared at him dead in the eyes. "You know…you really are cute."
She approached her hands closer to Darius's face. However, just as she was about to touch it. She fell asleep, falling into his arms.
Darius glanced at her vulnerable self, unsure of what to do. She was in his arms, completely unconscious. It was Yuna Kim, the most famous pop star in the world, who was in his arms, giving herself up to him. Glancing at her, Darius gulped as he could see all of the cleavage as they were squished against his body. Her clothes were barely doing their job, as her skirt wasn't covering anything to begin with, and her tank top was so tight that Darius could see the form of her breasts perfectly.
Darius removed her from his body as he picked her up and carefully dropped her on the bed; as her body moved on its own and put itself in a more comfortable Darius wasn't too happy with her falling asleep since he needed her to call Colin to fire him, or else he would die. He still had some time, but he didn't want to risk it too much.
Because of that, he slowly shook her body as he whispered, "Hey, wake up…"
She pushed him away with both her hands. "Tsk…just leave me alone."
However, that wouldn't do. Darius continued as he slowly tapped her back and continued to wake her up. And her eyes finally fluttered open.
"Ah…" Her eyes widened. "You're still here?!"
She looked at her clothes and how close she was to him and started worrying. "Uh…did we, you know…"
Darius shook his head. "Ah. No, don't worry, nothing happened."
She clicked her tongue for some reason. She looked around, and it was clear that she was still tipsy.
Yuna touched her back and muttered, "Ugh, my back hurts…could you massage it for me?"
Darius frowned, not expecting her to be so direct. However, to make sure things weren't confusing, Yuna quickly added something else to her statement.
"Aren't you going to be my manager? Shouldn't you massage me? That way, I'll be in the best possible shape for my performances."
A smile crept on Darius's face as he accepted to massage her back. He slowly rubbed the back of it as her tank top got in the way of his massage. However, he didn't say anything about it as he kept massaging her.
"Anh, this feels good. Can you go a bit lower? It's very stiff down there."
Darius moved his hands down a bit more since it was what she asked for. His hands were just over his mini-skirt as he took a better position to massage her, climbing onto the bed as a whole. He got on right beside her, using both his hands to pleasure her.
"Lower…" A slight sound of pleasure was released from her mouth. "Go just a bit lower."
"Uh…" Darius was already right above her skirt. If he went lower, then he would start massaging her ass. "Are you sure?"
"Yes, lower. It's very, very stiff down there."
"You want me to massage there?" Darius asked as he placed both his hands on her ass.
"Yes…please, right there."
Darius couldn't see it, but Yuna's face was completely red as she uttered those words. This massage felt extremely good for some reason. It was as if electricity was coursing through her body.