18. The weekend

I was standing infront of Mr. Walker’s penthouse which is located around the centre of New York City. Thomas stood before me, he rang the bell after a moment the door opened up and Mr. Walker standing behind it.

He gave me an intensive stare while try hide his laugh the moment he saw me infront of him just wearing a plain shirt under a black hoodie and pyjama pants. I tied my hair into a ponytail.

I shot him with a glare like ‘what were you looking at’ I still considered him as my boss otherwise I might had jump on him aiming for his neck.

" Can I come in Mr. Walker as you can see it cool outside here. " I’m asking for a permission after standing for long, soon he stepped back giving a way to me.

Once I stepped inside I was absolutely in awe looking at the interior design of the penthouse, most of the item were black colour yet still in minimalist concept from the entrance to the living room, he surely has a unique taste. I was taken to the li