Chapter 8: An Invitation

Kraius shook his head as the vivid memory came flashing through his mind. He wanted to smack himself because even if it had been years ago, what had happened between them still lingered on his mind. Rhezi’s chubby and blushing face, who had claimed him as her boyfriend, has never left his mind.

Kraius sighed when he looked at the paperwork he had been holding. There’s nothing that comes in his mind because he couldn’t think straight so drastically threw it instead above to the table. It was instantly scattered and blended together with the things that had been on the wooden table, too.

“Fuck!” Kraius cursed loudly. He also scratched himself with so much frustration. “Fuck to the old man in the mound!” he uncontrollably shouted.

Kraius’s secretary hurriedly came inside his office because of what he did. She was wearing a black corporate attire with an inner white blouse. She has dark rimmed glasses on and her hair was styled into a bun. She may have had a formal expression but curio