I WAS suddenly startled when my cellphone rang again without saying a word.

"Hello?" I opened my mouth wide.

"Hey, Babe."

I immediately peeked at the registration number before I became very quiet. Why didn't I look at who was calling first?!

"Please Rexon, not now," I murmured.

"Be at my house tomorrow at eight in the morning." He ordered.

"What? No! Who says I agree with what you want, huh?!" I answered bluntly.

"I do." He countered back.

I rolled my eyes and rubbed my head in pain. "I said no! I will never be your personal assistant. Isn't it enough that you used me just to get through...