In My Desperate Time

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to…”

Looking at dazed Frances Louis on the ground, I apology with a bitter face.

He stands up with a sullen face and his naked body comes towards me.

I blush, but I am more frightened.

I just kicked Frances Louis out of bed, and he won't let me go.

“Let me see who he is and you are in such hurry to answer it!”

Frances Louis steps over me and picks up the phone on the night table.

I really want to cry. I didn't get the phone. How should I know who is calling? The reason why I am anxious to pick it up is that I am afraid Frances Louis would catch Lawrence Jordan calling me like before.

God bless me. Don’t be Noah Jefferson. Otherwise I am so screwed!

“Steven Song?”

turns to look at me and

I snatch the phone from his hand and says, “my boss

bed with

annoyed Frances Louis, and it would be safer to hide

happened?” I

up yet? Why take so long?” asks

I look at Frances Louis and say

luxury show in Paris. I want to take you to the show. Are

to go, so I

from Santos,

“When shall we go?”

will buy the ticket right away and

turn around when I feel something sticking behind

you explain why you

Due to the height difference, his searing heat hits just on my

clearly still angry about what happened just

can I explain that

Do you believe it?” I