“So, what do you say red? Would you be my assistant?”

Liam asked.

We were outside his private suite, in his hangout spot. While the others, were inside.

I fidgeted my hands, nervously looking the other way, as I searched for words.

“You’re not doing this from your liking of me, are you?” I sprung out accusingly.

He looked at me with an astonished look written all over his facial expression.

“Why would you think that?”

“What am I supposed to think, Liam? I mean, I can barely keep my job…Talk less of being the assistant of a famous billionaire…”

“Red…”

“What if I screw it up?”

“Red, listen…”

“I...