The CEO's Contract (gojo x oc)

Chapter 8

Panda's laughter was so loud that some of the customers have turned their body just to witness his amusement, smiling at the sight though I was far from being entertained.

'That's enough.' I mumbled, taking another shot of vodka.

The Rustic was as active as ever, with every corner packed with gay men grinding, laughter and dancing with one another, music blasted loud enough that I could feel the vibrations through my body.

It did nothing to distract my mind from the annoying image of a certain white haired man and his family, not to mention the additional child that I would now have to be even more personally involved in taking care of.

'Ah man, that was good.' Panda chuckled, finally coming back to his senses as he wiped his eyes off of the remaining tears. He picked up a glass, wiping it down with the cloth in his hands. 'Out of all the men capable of locking you down, it just had to be your boss.'

'I am not locked down. This is a beneficial contract.'

'Right, where he gets to stare at your ass while you drain his bank account.' The man scoffed, placing the now clean glass down just as Inumaki swooped in, taking it from right under his nose. 'You know that's like, how every cliche office romance starts right? This is literally a book.'

'Unfortunately for you, this is very much reality.' I scolded, taking another big gulp before slamming the glass down. 'Besides, he stares at every ass that swings. There's barely a difference.'

Panda halted, cloth in hand as he down up at me with wide eyes filled with expectation and the hunger for drama. 'Have you slept with him?'

'Stop.'

'Holy shit.'

I sighed 'No, Pan-'

'Holy shit!'

'I have not!'

'And why the hell not?' He asked, throwing his hands into the air in frustration. 'From what I've heard, he's one hell of a player and a damn good looker. Isn't that perfect? Both of you are emotionally unavailable, ya'll are actually meant to be.'

'I think you're forgetting that I see his face every single day and that he's my boss.' I pointed out, sliding the now empty glass of vodka away from me just as Inumaki once again swoops in out of no where, taking it to wash.

I stared after his back, turning back towards Panda with a raised brow. 'Shouldn't you be working more, you've been in the same spot ever since I arrived.'

'What's the point in hiring an employee if not to give them tasks.'

I stared at him blankly which he ignored, leaning over with mischief glinting in his eyes.

'Im telling you now, you got that boss of yours wrapped around your pretty little fingers.'

'You've never even met him.' I huffed, dismissing the thought as soon as it came. This was Satoru we were talking about. I had never seen him go three days without having someone over in his bed. Not to mention the amount of love letters and calls I'd get in his stead whenever his past "partners" would show up at the company.

He ran through women and men faster than I do documents.

And I am extremely skilled at what I do.

Panda merely shrugged, that knowing smile still edged onto his face. 'Im telling you, if he actually had no time for relationships, he wouldn't have bothered getting into one with you just because of his grandmother's nagging. The man's got a plan and I gotta admit, it might just work.'