"ARE YOU allowed to drink tonight?" Jeff asked me when his gaze flew to Rexon as well.
I barely laughed at his question.
"Of course, I do! I would love to drink." Then my gaze crossed to Rexon who was just leaning forward on the couch.
"She can't drink. Give her a root beer instead," he said that he slightly raised the glass he was holding with one heavy brow slanted in strong disapproval.
"Come on, Rex lets her enjoy the night," Skye replied.
"Why, isn't she enjoying herself?" he tracking the other man's gaze and give me a crudely insulting stare.
I wait for Jeff to say something but he does not. Damn! Why are they so afraid of this man?! I wrapped my palms tightly over my thighs and held my breath for a while before thinking of what to say.
"I'm fine here, thanks." My hands gripped the bottle then raised my eyes to him. We stare back at each other for what seemed like a second until he finally dropped his gaze.
I sipped the beer as if the sweetness had exploded in my mouth. I glanced at Jeff who held up his whiskey glass to me.
"Cheers?!"
I smiled slightly and shook the bottle from his glass, but what worried me the most was that he almost hugged me. I stiffen my back at the couch and try to avoid his hand on my shoulder.
Everyone has their topic and conversation while I'm here, it seems like being sealed in my seat.
"When will your contract with Rexon expire?" I was surprised by Jeff's question.
"Huh? What contract?" I have a good question.
It was also obvious that he was shocked by my reaction. So I frowned and turned my gaze to Rexon who was now talking to Candice next to him.
"I mean, the contract? How long will you serve as his P.A.? Any guess?"
I shook it one after another. "I haven't signed the contract agreement yet," I turned to look at him. "What is it all about, anyway?" I asked in stunned.
He could not answer immediately because he first drained the contents of his glass and grinned before shaking. "This is unbelievable," he said.
I got puzzled. I don’t know what he’s saying. Rexon hired me without even signed a contract agreement. I thought that was all right because he didn't ask for anything except for this job.
"So, I can tear up the rules if I can?" It's too much for me.
Again, I couldn't answer, because I suddenly felt something strange in his eyes. Now I realize more how much I am leaning on his shoulders.
"Jeff, I don't understand," I said emphatically.
"We had rules. What belongs to him, only belongs to him. What mine is mine? It's forbidden to fall in love. It's forbidden to flirt, it's forbidden to take her to bed and most of all it's forbidden to play." His lips quirked upward in a joyous smile.
"In short, invincible," he finally said before sipping the glass of wine. I swallowed what he said and quickly grabbed the bottle of root beer to swallow as well.
"In that case, I can count you," he declared.
That's where I choked, I coughed one after another when Jeff rubbed my back.
"Hey, are you alright?"
"Jeff, I'm just his assistant and that's all." I pronounced.
"Better yet, there won't be a problem with him." His face even moved to me and now I can smell his breath of alcohol.
I can't answer. I couldn't find an answer to his question. I was preoccupied with what he said. What should I answer? Is it right to say I'm not ready yet? I don't want to be a hypocrite if I answered yes. So in the end I chose not to speak.
After all, he doesn't seem like he was serious about what he said because he is now talking to another woman who is also next to him.
I just chose to focus on the root beer in front of me. No one even talks to me. They are all busy, it doesn't seem to matter that I'm here at this table.
I glanced at Devon's table. They were laughing loudly, it looked like they were enjoying. Porsche is now dancing in front of them. I also couldn’t help but fly my gaze to Rexon.
It looks like he's drunk based on how he rolls his eyes and smiles even when he doesn't say anything. My eyebrows rose because Candice seemed to be taking advantage of him like a leech who didn't want to leave clinging to him.
I've been wandering for a while to the comfort room. I stood up and was slightly supported by Jeff.
"Do you want me to go with me?" he asked.
"No, I'm fine Jeff. " I refused. I also tried to turn my back on it and quickly walked into the hallway where the comfort room was. The road was a bit dark but since I wasn't drunk it was easy for me to reach the comfort room.
Maybe it's better if I just go back to Devon's table, it looks like they won't notice in case I'm not there anymore.
I adjusted myself for a moment and looked at the dress again before leaving. But my feet were numb as I walked out of the hallway.
Rexon is there, waiting for me...
I quickly made a grip on the wall out of shock. I would have liked to go back inside the CR but this is the one who stepped closer to me.
He faced me directly so I leaned against the wall. He tilting his head a bit and look straight into my eyes.
"What are you doing here?" I swallowed when I saw how his brow furrowed so hard as his mouth turned grim.
“I just to the comfort room,” I said coly.
"I know! Damn it!" He hit the wall on my side so hard that I was very close.
My heart almost jump because of what he did.
"What did I tell you about Jeff?" His baritone voice rumble down my spine, my legs are shaking and my lips were parted. It was as if I wanted to get on my knees because my heart was pounding.
"I'm not doing anything wrong," I answer calmly.
"Isn't that right? I just left you earlier at my suite. And yet you get to date someone else! Then you flirt with my best friend?!" He gripped my two shoulders so tightly that I could not move, add that it's dark in the hallway so he can hurt me if he wants to.
"What's your problem? You said my job is done and I can do whatever ever want?" I forced myself to answer even though I could feel the tightness of his hold on me.
"Yeah, and you know what?!" He let go of me...
"You're fired!"
My eyelids seemed to grow cold. I haven't shivered since hearing what he said. I also feel like I have a stone in my chest and I can't breathe.
He's been gone for a few minutes but my heartbeat is still not returning to normal. Gradually, my tears began to fall, which I could not hold back.
Sometimes it's not the butterflies that tell you you're in love, but the pain.