Justin glanced at the luxury watch wrapped around his wrist. He shifted from his lying position and opened the door with the remote control in his hand.
“Sorry to disturb your rest,” said David, his personal assistant, who had just entered the room and stood not far from his boss’s bed. David had no choice but to wake Justin. They had an important meeting at nine this morning. “Have you prepared my clothes?” Justin asked without turning his head, his gaze still fixed on the edge of the bed. “Yes, Sir,” David replied, lifting a paper bag containing a neat suit. “Wait outside. I’ll get ready in a moment,” said Justin, leaning his back against the headboard, his expression blank. “Yes, Sir,” David bowed slightly and turned around. “David,” Justin called again, his voice heavy but sharp. “Yes, Sir?” David turned back, watching Justin attentively. “What about that traitor?” Justin was referring to Tio. “As per your instructions, our men have moved. He’ll be taken care of tonight,” David answered firmly. “I don’t want any involvement with the police. Everything must be clean, no traces.” “What about his family, Sir?” David asked cautiously. “My business is only with him. Leave his family out of it,” Justin said coldly. He had no intention of involving innocent people in this dirty affair. “Understood, Sir,” David replied and turned to leave. But just a few steps away, Justin spoke again, “David.” David stopped immediately. “Yes, Sir?” “Tell Teddy to wait for me in the office. I want to speak with him,” Justin said while rubbing his face, looking exhausted yet still in control. “Alright. Any other instructions?” “No. Get out!” David nodded and closed the door very carefully. Justin rose from the bed and stared at the white sheet stained with blood. The girl… she was very young. And still a virgin. Was she sent here to trap me? Or was she just bait to make me drop my guard? Justin wondered suspiciously. He grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his waist. His memory drifted to the night before. His chest heaved. He rubbed his face harshly, as if trying to erase the image of the girl. Damn... my body still wants her. But this must be my enemy’s game. That woman... she’ll regret what I did to her. The corner of Justin’s lips curled up into a cold and confident smile. --- Not long after, Teddy entered Justin’s office. “Excuse me, Sir. You asked for me?” “Sit,” Justin ordered curtly. With a pale face and sweat dripping from his temple, Teddy sat before his boss. A sudden summons like this usually meant one thing—trouble. “I want the employee data of whoever was assigned to clean the restroom last night,” Justin said sharply. “Right away, Sir. I’ll get it now,” Teddy stood immediately and rushed out. He nearly ran to his office, trying to retrieve the envelope Nadine had given him the night before. Soon after, Teddy returned, breathing heavily. He handed a brown envelope to Justin. “Her name is Nadine Wilson, Sir. She just started working last night. Is she the one you mean?” Teddy explained. “A woman?” Justin raised an eyebrow. “Yes, Sir. She’s a woman,” Teddy answered cautiously. “You hired a female cleaner?” Justin’s tone rose, his gaze narrowing sharply. “There’s no restriction based on gender, Sir. And you were the one who set that policy. Besides, I couldn’t find any male workers. Most only lasted two or three days. So I asked Clara to find someone. I thought it would be a man, but that woman showed up instead.” “I suspect that woman,” Justin said quietly, his voice cold. Teddy lowered his head. He knew it was best to stay silent when his boss was deep in thought. “What do you know about her?” Justin asked again. “She works part-time at the same clothing store as Clara. Clara said they’ve known each other for over a year.” Justin tapped the table slowly with his fingers, thinking. “Don’t disturb her. Let her work. But monitor her every move. Report directly to me.” “Yes, Sir,” Teddy nodded deeply. ---Eva Marcelline, a famous 27-year-old actress, sat on the lap of her boyfriend, Justin. A sweet smile appeared on her beautiful face, even though her heart felt heavy. The man who had been her fiancé for two years brought up the topic of marriage once again.“Baby, I’m not ready to get married,” said Eva, her voice soft but firm.Justin looked at her deeply. He gently touched his lover’s ear. “Tell me your reason. We've been engaged for two years, Eva.”Eva squirmed slightly, tickled by Justin’s touch, but a sly smile played on her lips. She knew she was playing hard to get — a game she often played to maintain control.“I still want to focus on my career,” she answered. “The entertainment world still has a lot to offer me.”Justin sighed. “How long do I have to wait?”Eva tilted her head, her eyes sparkling. “Two or three more years. My target is to get married at 30.”Justin was silent for a moment. “What if I want to get married now?”Eva raised her hand, gently pushing Justin’s che
Nadine sat on her work chair, letting out a deep sigh and taking a short rest. Her legs were extremely tired. In order to save what little money she had, she had to walk from her place to the high-speed train station, and then walk again from the station to her workplace.“Turns out this is exhausting,” she murmured in her heart, while gently massaging her aching legs. She lifted the cap that covered part of her face slightly and wiped the sweat dripping from her temples. Then, her hand reached into her small bag and pulled out a bottle of water. She sipped it slowly, trying to cool her body and mind.Once the fatigue had eased a little, Nadine got up from her seat and resumed her work. She stepped toward the row of toilets, cleaning them one by one as usual. Fortunately, tonight there weren’t too many heavy tasks. Because before going home yesterday, she had already completed most of her duties.However, Nadine’s steps halted when she entered one of the men’s toilets, the scene from
All day long, Nadine had done nothing but cry, mourning a fate that seemed so cruel to her. She didn’t understand why life had brought her to this point. Her phone rang, and the screen displayed a name she knew very well. Reflexively, Nadine wiped away her tears and tried to steady her voice before finally answering the call.“Mom,” Nadine whispered.“Hello, sweetheart. What are you doing? Why did it take you so long to answer my call?” Ema’s voice, her mother, was gentle but filled with worry.“I was in the bathroom just now,” Nadine replied, covering her mouth so her sobs wouldn’t be heard.“Not working today?”“I am, Mom. I’m at the store right now. It’s quiet—no customers yet,” Nadine answered with a small lie, just to keep her mother from worrying.“I thought you were at home. It sounded very quiet earlier,” said Ema.“No, Mom. The store’s just empty at the moment. How’s Dad doing?” Nadine asked softly.Ema paused for a moment, then her voice grew heavier. “The doctor suggested w
Justin glanced at the luxury watch wrapped around his wrist. He shifted from his lying position and opened the door with the remote control in his hand.“Sorry to disturb your rest,” said David, his personal assistant, who had just entered the room and stood not far from his boss’s bed.David had no choice but to wake Justin. They had an important meeting at nine this morning.“Have you prepared my clothes?” Justin asked without turning his head, his gaze still fixed on the edge of the bed.“Yes, Sir,” David replied, lifting a paper bag containing a neat suit.“Wait outside. I’ll get ready in a moment,” said Justin, leaning his back against the headboard, his expression blank.“Yes, Sir,” David bowed slightly and turned around.“David,” Justin called again, his voice heavy but sharp.“Yes, Sir?” David turned back, watching Justin attentively.“What about that traitor?” Justin was referring to Tio.“As per your instructions, our men have moved. He’ll be taken care of tonight,” David an
"Hello, Clara," Nadine said hoarsely as she answered the incoming call. The ringing phone was what had awakened her from a restless sleep."Nadine, where are you? You're not coming to work today?" asked Clara, her voice sounding like she was already at the store.Nadine fell silent. Her entire body ached. The sting from last night’s slap still burned hot on her cheek. She gently touched her throbbing ear."I hope I’m not deaf from that slap," she thought as she reached for the small mirror beside her bed.She looked at her reflection. Puffy eyes, a cracked lip, and a cheek beginning to bruise. "I can’t possibly go to work with a face like this," she muttered softly."Nadine? Did you fall back asleep?!" Clara’s raised voice startled her."Sorry, Clara… I just woke up. Clara, can I take a day off today? Just one day," she asked weakly."What’s wrong with you?" Clara now sounded concerned."I… I'm tired, Clara. I didn’t expect cleaning toilets to be this hard," Nadine replied, her voice
Nadine remained silent. Tears continued to stream down her face, soaking her pale skin and empty gaze. She didn’t know what mistake she had made to deserve such cruel treatment.With trembling hands, Nadine picked up her scattered clothes from the floor, one by one. She hurriedly put them on while trying to suppress the sobs rising in her chest. Her body was exhausted, her soul shattered. All she wanted now was to leave this room… alive.“Can I go now?” she asked softly, keeping her distance from the man.The man didn’t answer. He just sat silently on the bed, leaning back, then lifted his hand to call her. “Come here.”Nadine remained standing. Her head hung low, her body trembling.“I don’t like it when you speak to me that way,” he said coldly.With heavy steps, Nadine finally moved closer, though she kept a meter’s distance. But the man gestured again, demanding she come nearer. Nadine held her breath. Slowly, she stepped forward.The man’s eyes scanned her face, still marked by t