“Here are the files you asked for, Sir Lev.”
Lev grins at Devika, his company’s ever reliable and capable acting president. “Come on, pres, I know you want to ask me about it.”
For the past two days, he’s been asking for Devika’s help to get him the information that he needed and, of course, all of it has something to do with actor and model France Nam. Aside from the first conversation they had about the actor, Devika hasn’t really asked him about anything that he’s been up to.
For a few days that he took care of France because of his flu, he i
[From Room 411]URGENTI'm really uncomfortable having to owe someone. Tell me what you want or need in return for taking care of me so I can give it to you. If you haven't really decided, should I just pay you?Is *toot* dollars enough?* * * * * * * * * *[From Room 412]
Out of all the things that could happen—waking up late is the worst thing for France today. He has an early appointment and based on the time on his phone, he’s already going to be late if he doesn’t get ready now!
[From Lev]I went out for work.
If there is one thing France didn’t know he was scared of—it is Lev’s sudden serious look.Lev saw them and turned a serious expression before walking towards them.
[From Room 412]Kiss.Do you remember now or shall we try to refresh your memory again?--------It’s been freaking three days and France is done dreaming about something that he knows to be nothing but a dream. It has to be a dream because he wouldn’t want to forget about it if ever! Frustratedly pulling himself out of bed, he went straight to the bathroom and started getting ready for this day.
“You answer that question, Actor France. Did we kiss?”
[From Room 412]
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