Won't You Please Remember Me? (ON HOLD)

Chapter 1 - Confusion and Questions

Whew! It's a holiday for us today so I'm making the most of it. I'm happy I finished it. Oh and the first story was a TRIAL, it wasn't official. So I'm sorry if any of you are confused. I hope you guys like it!

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Santa Claus’s Son is My Master?! WTF!!!

Recap:

As I stared at him, I saw that eerie smirk once again and my hand was unexpectedly pulled towards him. My face loomed nearer to his as our lips went in contact.

What the heck!!!

He released me from his grips as I knelt on the floor, covering my mouth with my left hand.

My...first kiss.

Sh*t.

I looked up again at the looming young man above me. His head is nestled on his right hand as a triumphant smirk was plastered on his leering face.

“Long time no see, Wonforthry.” He smiled wider.

I shuddered in his presence.

I wasn’t hired by a respectable man as Big Man said. I was turned into a slave by a very attracting pervert of a beast.

In this moment three thoughts passed my mind. One, I wanna go home. Two, why don’t I feel bad as I expected myself to be? Three, why does he seem so familiar?

Oh and judging from that smirk of his, I’m gonna have a hell of time here.

Gosh, what did I drag myself into?

I stared into his light blue eyes, glittering mischievously as it gazed right back. I was stiff, practically a living ice. I couldn’t move, because I was chained; chained by the feelings I’m suppressing right now. I feel shocked, embarrassed, and…confused. Why did he do that? Don’t tell me my employer is a player that hits on random girls on first sight, because if he is then I’ll quit this job on the spot.

                “Uh…uh…” I tried to speak, but instead inaudible stammers escaped my lips. I want an explanation. I want to demand it. I want to confront and scold him for his scandalous actions, but my knees are weak. No, more like my legs melted.

                That kiss…was really something else.

                He suddenly stopped smirking and pulled my hand, gently making me stand. Throughout, my left hand was covering my mouth. I don’t think I’ve gotten over the shock yet. Then he did another surprising thing. He raised his arms and engulfed me into a deep embrace. That’s when my heart started to beat faster than ever!

                “I’m so happy to see you again, Wonforthry!” He cried; his voice is muffled in my hair. He took a deep breath and inhaled the scent of my brown locks. I suddenly remembered I haven’t washed my hair since yesterday! It probably still smells like the mechanic shop.

                “Wah!” I blurted out as I quickly pushed him away. How embarrassing! For all I know, a bad hair odor is a simple no-no in good impressions.

                “S-sorry, sir! You see, I haven’t washed my hair yet and I-I wanted to make a first good impression when being welcomed into a job and as you know, I worked in a mechanic shop, so you can say that…uh…” I just blabbering whatever comes into my mind. Ugh! This must be the worst first impression ever!