𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐄. DAISUKE KAMBE

8章 ; the female celebrity.

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DAISUKE SUBTLY BOWS DOWN BEFORE KIYOMIZU GESTURES HIM TO HIS WORKING SPOT, your eyes narrowed at him as your fingers were crampling and ripping the unsigned papers on your desk in vexation.

"Oh, (Y/n)-san. I need those papers all completely signed before the day ends." Kiyomizu mentions, and you seriously did not care at all.

As you caught Daisuke watching you in a distance, you quickly stood up from your chair and scooted yourself outside the room.

Before you closed the door as you stepped out from the door frame, you heard Kamei ask, "Where are you going, (Y/n)-san? There's an important-"

You didn't let him finish his sentence and left the room after replying, "I'll handle it later. I need some fresh air." and the door finally closes as you walked through the hallways with your heels clacking.

Your fists compressed together again with an ire feeling, "This jerk is planning something and I don't like it. Not after what he did to my brother!"

First you went to the bathroom to splash some water on your face, trying to splash away all the anger trapped inside you. You were furious, by the fact that he chose you to be his assistant. Does he want to die?

The reflection of you on the mirror was making you sigh dramatically. You only saw the sight of an average female human.

You were getting thinner since you had no time to eat meals nowadays. You are craving for food right now but you have to deal with some utility stuff first for your work. Life will always be like this anyway.

After patting your face dry with a clean tissue, you walked out from the restroom and to your surprise- you felt yourself be pushed back onto a wall on the corner again. This scene felt so familiar.

You opened your eyes and saw bastard millionaire towering you down with a smug smirk across his lips. "H-Huh?!--" your eyes expands as you tried to let go of his touch by pushing him off.

"Why the frick is he here?! Was this psycho following me?!"

But it was no use, it only made him lean more on you again. You felt his delicate breath tickling your helpless-looking face, you forced to look away from him.

"W-What do you freaking want?! Can you just leave me alone?!" you forcingly shout with your arms on your sides, so shameless of him.

You saw him smile again, "Why won't you sign the papers? Is it really hard for you to make up your mind?" his deep voice sends shivers in your chest.