I know I'll fuck up. "Thanks for coming." I felt cold as I heard his tone. It was cold and husky, a mood of a serious person. The man named Kiel Alexandro Ramirez, the CEO of this company whom I did not recognize. How come I did not know this, though? He was sitting on a swivel chair, facing my back. Hovering the glass wall where the outsiders and other huge buildings can be seen. And hey, he was sipping on his wine like a savage boss. I can't help but grimace. Even tho I am nervous, I can't stop myself from judging him. He is familiar. I know... "Good morning, Mister." Yes, I have to greet him. I don't have time to be rude. My life is already fucked and I don't want to add trashes to my can. I am done. Slowly, he turned around to face me. I was not surprised at all when I saw that damn face. I knew it. It was a guy I messed with lately. He called me here for punishment, then? Anyway, I am willing to do anything. I do what I say. He licked his lower lip as he let out a subtle c
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