ღ꧁ღ╭⊱ꕥ CHAPTER 3 ꕥ⊱╮ღ꧂ღ

📖(✿˶˘ ³˘)~♡ MIMO'S POV (｡❛ᴗ❛｡)📖

I'm in a super awkward position right now as I caress his ball. I immediately remove my hands as I look at him. I don't know how to face him, and I'm nervous at the moment. I glance at his face, and I gulp. No words come to my mouth, and I am clueless about what I should say.

I pretend to be the victim. I stand up, point my hands at him, and hesitantly say, "P-p-pervert!" I stammer and want to escape this scene, so I run inside the women's comfort room and hurriedly look for an empty cubicle to settle. My heart races because that's the most embarrassing thing I have ever done in my entire life! I lifted my hands, and they were so happy that they touched a men's ball. I'm kidding. 

I hurriedly get some tissue as I clean my hands. Finally, I cover my mouth and scream! What a day!

After a few moments of sulking inside the comfort room, I walk outside and notice the time. I'm late! I run toward the receptionist and ask where's the induction room is. She gives me the details, and I hurriedly run to the elevator and quickly press the up button. I take a deep breath as I watch the elevator indicator going down for an available ride.

I'm throbbing as I'm getting excited about my final interview. Then, finally, the elevator opens, and my eyes widen as too many hot guys are inside the elevator. Am I dreaming? Am I in a suitable building?

Why are there so many hot guys!! I feel petrified as I watch them go out in the elevator. I feel hot, and I gulp after the last guy goes out. Then, I hurriedly enter the elevator and press the 5th-floor button. After that, I fan myself because I feel hot and sweaty because of those guys.

Am I still inside the publishing house, or is this a modeling house? Did I accidentally teleport to an Adonis bar? Why are there so many hot guys!!! I love it. I should stay here no matter what. It's feast on my eyes seeing those hot guys. I will make them the lead to my story and then give them a miserable death! 

Finally, I arrived on the 5th floor. 

I step outside the elevator and look for the induction room. After a few seconds, I arrive. I take a deep breath as I touch the handle, and I carefully push it and make a narrow opening. I take a peek and check if there are many writers are waiting. I see few people and countable by my gorgeous finger. I see eight ladies waiting in each chair, and I'm the 9th.

I ultimately push the door, and as I enter, all the ladies focus on me. Did I open it too broad? Because all of them keep on staring at me. After a few moments, they scream as they are hurriedly approaching me. I panic. What did I do!? They are surprised and happily engaging me. I brush my hair and stand as I smile at them. Maybe it's their first time seeing a goddess like me. 

As the first lady approaches me while she is screaming, I wave my hands, and she pushes me to the side, and I fall gracefully and beautifully. Then, as I prostrate on the floor, I look at her angrily, and suddenly my face got to kick by the other girl as they approached a guy in front of the door. "Aw." I get up as I clench my fist, then unexpectedly, someone pushes me again, and I fall once more. 

Forget what I said, telling them that they are ladies! They are freaking monsters! "Ladies, calm down." I hear a deep voice telling them to calm themselves. 

"Please give us your autograph." The monster who pushes me is acting cute in front of that guy. I can't see his face as his back faces me. I take a deep sigh and try to stand up. I discover something painful, and my ankle is aching. For forgiveness's sake, I sprain my ankle. While they are busy eating that guy, I attempt to stand up, but it's painful.

"Ahh." I groan aloud, and it catches their attention. I glance at them as I massage my foot. 

"Oh! Miss, what happened to you?" The guy they crowd turns around, and suddenly it feels like the time is getting slower as he faces me. I can feel my heart palpitating as he reaches his hand at me. I glimpse his face. He is so fucking damn meatloaf. I almost wet my panty looking at his face. 

He wears a gray suit with matching black ties, and his hair is combed well. His eyes are seducing, and the way he looks at me is enchanting. I gulp as I reach my hands and pose like Adam on how he reaches God's hands. I feel my hair blowing as I see his sharp nose and pure yet royal lips. Our hands touch, and my heart keeps pounding fast. He lifts me up and then puts his arms on my waist. We pose like we're going to dance the waltz. I feel my feet hurt again and my knees weaken. Before I fall entirely, he catches me and carries me like a groom takes their bride to their wedding. Then, he gently places me in a chair.

I feel those ladies killing auras as they watch us. I feel sweaty and try to avoid making any eye contact with them. Then, he suddenly kneels, and I am engulfed with excitement as he gently takes off my shoes.

He looks at me and smiles. "You have beautiful feet." I swallowed a bit and stared at him. Then, he gently touches my ankle and carefully massages it. I bit my lips to endure the pain as he rubbed my ankle. Wow, he is good at doing this. After a few minutes, I'm now better. 

I bow down and get my shoes, and I thank him for what he did. I glance at the girls as they cross their arms and get ready to shave my hair. I look away and be seated, then pretend as nothing has happened.

I notice that the guy who helps me earlier walks the widescreen television and turns it on. He turns around, places his hand on the table, and observes us. "Ok, girls. Let's start the induction. Please be seated, and I'll discuss now." Our eyes meet, and then he winks at us while smiling. 

I slightly drop my jaw, and I think my panty is on the floor. Shoots! I'm in love.