In My Desperate Time

I don’t want to go head to head with Frances Louis, but there is nothing I could do. I have to walk past him to get to work.

He has seen me and I can’t pretend not seeing him, I can only say hi.

“What a coincidence! President Louis.”

Before I finish my sentence, I am dragged by him into the car.

Frances Louis slams the door shut, and for a moment the atmosphere inside is eerily quiet.

The low pressure makes me breathless.

Looking at Frances Louis, I notice that his face is sullen, too, and that his eyes are as deep as ink. I don’t know what he is thinking.

I try to open the door, but it is locked.

“President Louis, I have to go to work, would you please…”

Frances Louis turns and asks me with his eye half-opened.

is that guy?”

he is asking

am not surprised to know that he doesn’t allow me to

We are just having lunch.” I say to

say is true, why I still feel a little bit

Cloud Heaven. It was his coat you came back in that night. Now you

am surprised because I have never heard Frances Louis

have annoyed him. Men are more possessive than I

and that’s the past, do you have any

just his mistress, and he has my body. Does he also want to have

my idea is ridiculous. Is it possible that a person like Frances Louis will be trapped by

when he finds out what you are doing now? You must know how embarrassed you would

stab into my heart

that I am now his mistress, the most despised “profession”. In the mind of Noah Jefferson, maybe I am still

good for him,

truth makes