Davide looked at this phone warily, ke knew Mr Lee with the sudden appearance of Mr Lee, it wouldn't favour him. He wondered what Mr Lee wanted from him. He had given him a fair share of embarrassment today, or was he not satisfied? Did he need more like a greedy sadist?Davide was reluctant about meeting with him but he couldn't just ignore his orders and he was also wondering what Mr Lee was doing at the office so late in the night. Still, his own duty was to appeear when called upon so whether he had questions or not about Mr Lee's life, he had to appear before him.However, Mr Lee wanted him to be at work in three minutes whereas, the hospital was hours away from the office. He didn't know the magic he would use to solve that case but he guessed that if he left now, he might be able to catch up.So he turned to Cassie, "I'll be leaving now, there are some things I need to do". With a kiss on her cheeks, he left
Davide was on his knees, looking at Mr Lee as he sat in his chair without saying a word. Silence grew between them. Davide couldn't guess the reason why Mr Lee wanted him in the office, he had come to believe that Mr Lee actually got off on punishing him. The pleasure probably shoots straight to the roof and if it's as strong as Davide suspected, it might even break through the roof.He knelt there, in front of the door, eyes pinned on Mr Lee and his thoughts wavering between running away or just continuing serving the punishment, waiting for whatever Mr Lee had to say."Quit," Mr Lee suddenly said out of the blue."I want you to quit, have you not come to realize that you do not belong here?"Davide wanted to laugh, but if he did then he would have a lot of explaining to do, he would have to tell Mr Lee where his cockiness was coming from, where the humor lied because the man would surely not
Zeta smiled as she saw Davide making his way over to him. She hadn't expected him to appear suddenly or even appear at all. She realized that what she had done before, when they had fought, had been irrational and she hoped that Davide would not hold it against her. She saw his calm smile and the emotions in his eyes and knew for certain that Davide cares deeply for her. It was in everything he does.He calmly walked over, with wide shoulders, visible biceps and triceps, clean haircut and beautiful eyes. Everything about Davide was perfect, from his head to his toes, he was worth a thousand stares.They didn't make any conversation when he stopped in front of her, she didn't move and neither did he. They both stood outside the car and just stared at each other.Davide had had a lot going on that it didn't feel like only a day had passed since they last spoke. A lot has happened, it seemed like it has been months to
Zeta looked at Davide suspiciously, there was really nothing to be suspicious of but it was different that he also did not lash out or walk away like he normally did, but instead, he brought his hand forward to take her own.She gave him her hand and a smile graced his face. Truthfully, the reason why her mood became sullen was because she was feeling a bit bad about the conversation they just had. She saw herself as being a good friend, providing solutions to the problem that Davide presented to her but he refused to take her advice, instead he was trying to understand the man in question, to see past his flaws and Zeta suddenly felt bad. She could also see past his flaws, now it just felt like she was such a bad person, the person who wanted Davide to fire him like she had no heart, just a dark space in her chest.That was the reason why her mood changed, she felt like a bad influence, a bad person. Meanwhile Davide was different, she also
Davide and Zeta sat together on the terrace, the soft evening breeze brushing against their faces. The atmosphere was calm, yet an unspoken tension lingered in the air as Zeta hesitated to open up about her past. Davide could sense her unease. He drew his chair closer as he said, "That pretty face isn't good for frowning, you'd only get wrinkles." A gentle smile appeared on his lips, and when Zeta's eyes met his, she chuckled. "It was an abusive relationship," Zeta finally admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. "He just won't let go, and I've been living in fear of what he might do next." Davide's expression softened as he listened attentively. "I understand," he replied, "I was in a marriage like that once. It's not easy to break free from such toxicity." Zeta looked at him, "Yours with Avery was just something that could have been avoided. But you were in love." she took in a deep breath. "Yes," Davide confirmed, his gaze briefly drifting off into the distance as he reca
My Lee looked between Davide and Derek, he didn't realise that the situation was going to turn out into something like this. He was greatly unfavoured and he couldn't help but blame Davide. Everything was turning out to be very annoying to him and he wished he could just walk away but that would mean disrespecting the CEO. Mr Lee didn't know how to manage the situation, he was a manager and he was suddenly failing at his job. He chuckled, "the thing is, he is a new employee, I cannot make him in charge of this project. He met many other colleagues and those ones have been waiting for their chance, it's really unfair to them". Derek rolled his eyes, he looked at Mr Lee and pointed out the bullshit he was spitting with just a stare, "well, if they think it's unfair, then tell them to hatch up a plan, to bring forth an idea that will help the company the same way this one is doing". Mr Lee chuckled, "sir, unfortunately that's not how it's done.." Derek raised an eyebrow, he had prid
Davide stood confused at what was in front of him. Mr Lee was making very abrupt assumptions about him. He knew Mr Lee obviously hated what had transpired with Derek but he never expected that he would assume that Davide was after some other thing. He had no desires except to be granted the credit for his idea. He looked at the darkness in between Mr Lee's eyes and knew that no matter what he had to say, Mr Lee would think he was lying. He already believed that Davide was after something and there was nothing that Davide would say or do to change that idea that Mr Lee had about him so he had no choice to just accept it. Moreover, he was taken aback by this assumption of Mr Lee and he had no comeback, he had nothing to say so he saw it better to just shut up and look. To watch the older man glare at him like he was the problem when truthfully he had done nothing wrong. "What more do you want boy?!" Mr Lee bellowed. "Do you want to be the manager? Do you want my position? Is that wha
Davide was confused, he brought the phone to his eyes to confirm that he really did hear Mr lee's voice and he wasn't dreaming. He looked at the screen of the phone and it was indeed Mr Lee's name plastered on the phone screen. He looked at the time and saw that it was almost four in the morning. He groaned, Mr Lee was still yelling at him about one thing or the other, Davide couldn't fathom what he was saying, he was sleepy and he was trying hard to fight it. "Fuck, Davide get up from the bed" Mr Lee said. "Why?" He groaned into the phone. "Have you forgotten?" "Forgotten what?" Davide was still tired, it was early in the morning, he wondered where Mr lee got the agility, the strength to actually be yelling at him so early. It seemed that from his voice he was wide awake. But how could someone be wide awake barely four in the morning. "You're the manager now, you have responsibilities," Mr Lee said. "Oh, you mean the job you shoved down my throat?" Davide's sleepiness was slo