7

"Go to the penthouse, meet him there.

Have dinner with him.

Off you go to your own bedroom to end the night."

Step one is completed, now onto step two.

Honestly, I'm prepared to give him two kisses a day, as per Drey's briefing. One would be in the morning, when I send him to the door before he go to work. The second would be at night, right before we depart to each other's bedroom.

And those kisses were supposed to be lip-locked but being a hard headed, I made it a non-negotiable condition on top of the two he agreed earlier before I signed the contract, that I will only kiss his cheek, unlike the previous Scarletts who would have no problem to kiss him on the lips. I'm a Muslim, remember?

But that, was unexpected. I thought I have at least an hour or two to decide if I'm pulling myself out of this charade but one minute in, he already marked his lips on my body.

My hair, to be exact.

"Bee," the way he calls me as he goes down the stairs gives me this certain vibe, as if I'm r