Lev’s POV
I looked at him while he was getting dressed. An hour ago, he was sick and now he’s acting like something never happened to him.
“Are you sure you are okay?” I asked to Ken.
He stopped for a couple of second and looked at me.
“Of course, Lev,” he responded to me. “It is just a diarrhoea or something,” he responded to me.
He continue to fix himself while I am here, observing him if he is already okay or he is just resisting the pain he is currently feeling right now.
“Diarrhoea can cause dehydration Ken, and dehydration can cause death,” I explained to him.
He stopped and approached me. He looked at me weirdly and touched my cheeks.
“Aren’t you also sick?” he asked to me.
“Probably?” I answered to him.
He rolled his eyes at me and said, “Just get dress already. I have a reservation for us. It would be unprofessional for me to not show up.”
He took of his shirt acting like I don’t exist in front of him. I have already see his body for a couple of times, but I am still struck with the temptation his body is giving to me. That temptation I felt is like an unstoppable force.
“Wow, I thought you don’t care about what people think of you?” I asked to him.
“Pshh. I really don’t care about them, but now that I already have you I would like to protect you,” he answered to me.
“How is that conne-“
He suddenly pushed me on the bed and gets in top of me. I gazed at his eyes, and I could tell the sincerity on his eyes. Sincerity of what? Kendrick brought me so many confusion on my life. He grinned at me and gave me a sweet peck on the lips with his perfect baby pink lips. I was enjoying the moment, when I suddenly realized, we are having our dinner date. I pushed him with full force away from me.
“What’s the problem, do my breath stinks?” Kendrick asked to me.
He took a small breath on his hand to smell his breath. He looked at me with confusion after smelling it.
“There’s nothing wrong with it, what’s the problem?” Kendrick asked to me.
I don’t know what will be my response to him. He solely looked at me, when I look at his perfect golden brown eyes melts me like an Ice cream directly exposed to the sun. So bland but tells a very deep and hurtful story.
“Uhm... I think we are having a little caught up with the moment,” I uttered to him. “You said you want to take me to a dinner date,” I added.
“Who said about dates? I have simply a surprise to you,” he responded back to me. “Besides, if it is a dinner date, we could simply cancel it, and have more time by just the two of us,” he added with a very passionate grin seen on his face.
"But you said it would be unprofessional not to show up."
I simply cackled at him and slap him softly. He cackled back and shook his head. He continue fixing himself. I started to fix my things that I would bring on that date. His phone suddenly received notifications, I checked his phone and saw a text message that causes my face to be fully shocked. He booked a dinner date with the most expensive restaurant here. It takes years just to have reservation on that place. I heard on Charlotte that it costs millions of money just to skipped the reservation line.
“Text Reader,” he suddenly said behind my back.
I turned on my back and saw him an inch away from me. He has a sweet smile ok his precious face.
“You spend million just to have dinner with me, on that place?!” I shouted to him. “I heard that there food wasn’t grand at all, I can cook you the most special meal though,” I added.
“So? What’s your problem? It’s my own money Lev, besides, I have said this about a million times that money doesn’t matter when it comes to you. I don’t mind spending my money just to give you next to the best,” he said to me. “Don’t try scolding me, just behave like my good boy. Let me do what I want to do unless it’s already wrong,” he said while his eyes focuses on me.
He offered me his arm which I put my hands on it. We went downstairs and went to the garage of the house which can’t be considered as a garage there are hundreds of cars in here. He’s like a reseller of high brand cars.
He choose a Ferrari that I don’t know what version or unit it is. I’m not very good at cars, I’m good at riding his-, Car. I’m not quite sure how I went on a job seeker, to secretary, to Toffer’s fiancé, and now Kendrick Bryle Foster’s precious wife. How did I get into this sh*t?! Is this a good karma for me? For being too good for the world? Did all my sorrows just simply replaced by unexpected euphoric feeling? So many rhetorical questions on my mind.
A little bit of pabidi pabidi boo, all this happenings on my life simply destroyed my constant plain roller coaster life into an extreme ups and downs ride. Started just a little boy nerd, and now I am beside of the most richest man in the world with incredible and unrealistic visuals riding on his collection of Ferrari cars.
But all good things happening on my life will after some quite short time will it be changed to a bad ones again? But I already experienced years of bad things on my life, maybe this is the bad after good moments? I hope so, I don’t want to experience so much pain again on my life. What could go wrong with this kind of life? I don’t have any competitions when it comes to Kendrick. I hope I didn’t jinx my life.
A comeback or be back again after several months ?
