Chapter 2:

"What's going on here, Brother? I asked her to clean your room. What's wrong about it?" A familiar voice was heard outside the bathroom. Señorito Mour came out of the bathroom so I followed him while trembling.

There Señorito Marckian exposed himself to us. Hands on his pockets.

"You know how I hate strangers entering my room without my consent." Señorito Mour answered coldly. Marckian laughed. Reason to meet his older brother's thick eyebrows again.

"Come on, Bro. I don't want you to enter your room being untidy. I know how sensitive your skin is. Just be thankful? "

"Out. I don't want insects in my room." Miss Mour blurted. I was shocked to look at it.

Insects?! What insects?! Who are the insects?!

I heard Señorito Marckian sigh. "Let's go Janna. Take your things." I immediately ran to another item I had left on one side. "I'm sorry about my brother. He was premature baby, that's why-"

"Fuck you! I'm not!" Its loud shout echoed throughout the room. Like a Lion's roar. Loud and scary.

I no longer hesitated to leave that room first. I don't want to enter a lion's den anymore.

I walk with Señorito Marckian by my side. The two of us were more than a meter apart but his fragrant smell was biting my nose.

I stopped when I felt him stop.

"Janna."

"Yes?" He looked at me and smiled. I cringed because of the awkward feeling.

"Please clean my room tomorrow morning."

"Yes?" I looked at it in astonishment. "I-I'm not the one scheduled to clean your room tomorrow, S-Señorito Marckian-"

"I want you to clean my room. I'll ask Mother Selma about it.-"

"B-but. I also have an open schedule for cleaning Señorito M-Mour's room." I'm embarrassed to answer.

"Hmm? It doesn't take a day to clean a room, does it? You'll clean my room. That's final." He smiled. His smiles were beautiful. Showing his perfect teeth.

My neck began to heat up, up to my face without saying a word he kissed me on my forehead. His smiles widened, My Eyes widened and I could not believe what my boss had done. Marckian chuckled sexily.

"See you."

I spent a few minutes there. Unable to move in panic. Can't believe it. my forehead trembled.

What's happening?

if the cellphone hadn't just rang, I wouldn't be able to stop thinking about what happened. I slowly answered the call.

"God! It's good that Señorito Marckian came to see you! Come down here and clean something!"

I close my eyes tightly. I sighed.

It's just nothing. It's just nothing. you just don't-

"It's just a kiss. It's not like my brother took your virginity or something?"

Shocked I turned my back.

There, standing the Great Mour de LaVien, shirtless.

I couldn’t help but keep an eye on his beautiful body. Right muscles into right places. I could not breathe because of the closeness of his body to me.

"By the way." I was slightly taken aback as it brought his face closer to mine.

"You'll clean my room tomorrow... MORNING." He whispered before we straightened up and he walked to the elevator.

when he entered, I breathe a sigh of relief.

What ...

What's happening?