Days had passed, and James found himself cradling the playful white kitten, a melancholic expression clouding his face. He felt as if he were in a similar predicament to the little creature. Since the night he arrived at Net's house, the man had never had time to talk to him, consumed by his work. James' routine continued as usual: his internship at Net's beverage company, now accompanied by the constant presence of a bodyguard who never left his side. Though burdened, James felt he had no choice but to comply.
Just before eight in the evening, James sat alone at the dining table after finishing dinner. He had seen Net come home about half an hour ago, but the man had gone straight to his office with a grim look on his face. James was sure Net was facing a major problem, especially after returning from South Korea.
Seeing Milo, the kitten he had just named, James decided to play with him for a while before bed. But when Milo's toy ball rolled far away, the kitten chased after it, disappearing from sight.
"Milo! Meow!" James called out to the kitten, starting to search for him.
Milo's white tail appeared from behind the slightly open door leading to Net's office.
"Milo!" James called cautiously.
Crawling like a cat himself, James followed Milo's white tail into Net's office.
James reached out for Milo, who was right in front of Net's feet. But somehow, James' hand brushed against Net's shoe, disrupting his movement. James froze for a moment, awkwardly trying to move the shoe out of the way.
Suddenly, James heard a quiet cough from above.
"Ahem...."
James looked up, his hand still trapped under the desk. His gaze met Net's, who was staring at him.
James smiled awkwardly. "He-he..."
"What are you doing here?" Net asked, his voice still flat.
James felt like a cat caught stealing. He stood up and tried to straighten himself.
"I just wanted to get Milo back," he said.
"Milo?"
Milo emerged from behind the desk and stood right at Net's feet.
Net's gaze remained fixed on his computer screen. "Meow, your mother is looking for you. Come out."
James found Net's use of "your mother" strange. But Milo remained unmoved.
"Sweet kitty, come out," James called softly, trying to get the cat back.
Net snorted softly, holding back a laugh. James was truly amusing him at this moment.
James moved closer and managed to grab Milo, who was near Net's feet. But in his attempt to grab Milo, James was too focused and didn't realize he was in an awkward position. His position allowed him to see something prominent in front of him, and he felt embarrassed.
With his hand holding Milo, James tried to move away from this uncomfortable situation.
"Wait, what are you looking at?" Net asked curiously.
James immediately felt his face flush. "Ah, nothing. Just... something."
Net raised an eyebrow. "Something? What are you looking at?"
James tried to change the subject. "Oh, yeah, Milo. I just wanted to get him back."
"Got Milo back?" Net asked, his expression still flat.
James was startled when he realized he had been standing frozen for a few seconds, too focused on something, and then when he tried to get up, his head hit the side of the desk. James groaned softly.
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Romansa"F*ck with me tonight ..." --- James was trapped in the dark world of the mafia. At first he was just looking for fun in the midst of his sadness, but bad luck befell him, he was used as a means of paying debt by a man he met at a bar and in the end...
