Justin Bieber has been working for his boss, Jason McCann for several years now. In time the young male has grown a severe liking in the hot and intimidating man.
However, Justin has always believed that no matter what happens there are no chances...
I walk down the long hallway that leads to the back doors of the hotel, Justin's sleeping frame in my large arms as his little face is rested on my chest, his small hands fisting my dress shirt loosely.
I sigh, reaching the black doors and adjusting him in my hold which causes him to groan lightly, shifting to get as comfortable as possible.
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He's not that heavy and not that light either but his body is small and fragile, just like a little baby.
My little baby.
Pushing the doors open with my back, the cold air hits my face along with fanning Justin's curled figure.
I notice the way goosebumps arise on his skin as he pushes himself much closer to me, sighing at the contact.
I should've put my jacket on him before bringing him out in the April cold, I can't risk my angel getting sick.
Walking down the steps as quickly as I possibly can without dropping his small body in my arms, I reach the parking lot, which is a bit dark but I am still able to see the cars.
Most of them are at a high rank but others are cheap shit and I won't ever allow my precious to be seated in a shitty vehicle.
Walking down to where I've parked my cherry red Lamborghini Gallardo, I adjust Justin on my hip, causing him to whimper and dig his head in my neck, his hot breath fanning my skin as well as his soft snores enlightening my ears.
Shoving my hand inside my pocket for my keys, I grin once I find them, swiping them out and unlocking my car doors.
Opening the back door and placing him inside carefully, I make sure he is comfortable before shutting the door close and taking my vibrating phone out of my pocket.
I groan at the caller ID and reluctantly answer the phone call, bringing the device up my ear and listening carelessly as she speaks.
"Jason, where are you?"
I roll my eyes at her annoying, unpleasant voice and rasp not paying quite attention to the words that leave my mouth.
"I can't waste any of my precious time on you Sasha, find a ride home."
She frantically speaks up and I cringe at her voice, moving the phone away from my ear so her vocals won't damage my eardrums.
"What! J-Jasey b-"
I cut her off rudely and shrug, a smug smirk widening on my lips.
"Farewell."
Ending the phone call before any of her babbling can be heard, I shove it back inside my pocket and as I'm about to open the door, a furious Bryan storms up to me.
I furrow my eyebrows together as his funning is heard from miles away.
He stands a few inches away from me, his jaw clenched tight along with his eyes slicing through the thick tension in the atmosphere.
