The XL CEO's Templation

Weni found herself lost in thought amidst the chaos of the jam-packed train. It wasn't her first experience with the hectic morning commute, reminiscent of Tokyo's rush hour. But what had her puzzled was the sensation brewing below."Is this what her gal pals were gabbing about? The train creepers?" Weni pondered inwardly. Trying to maneuver in this sardine can was like wrestling a greased pig, especially with the persistent bump from the guy behind her. As a thirty-year-old virgin, she felt a wave of awkwardness but couldn't deny her curiosity about the owner of that bump.After a station whizzed by, there was a bit more breathing room. Finally, she managed to pivot. Bingo! It was a dude! Her hunch was spot-on; he towered so high she had to crane her neck to see his face. He clung to the overhead luggage rack as if reaching for the stars, easily pushing 6'3". Meanwhile, Weni, even with her heels, barely cracked five feet."Sorry…" his voice trailed off amidst the chaos, cheeks flushi

After a busy day, Jonathan glanced at the clock. "It's already time to leave the office," he muttered to himself, realizing that he had forgotten about Weni waiting for him to finish work. Closing his laptop, he noticed Weni's sleeping face on the chair and rubbed his forehead in frustration."Goodness, I forgot she was here!" he exclaimed. "The event starts at 5 p.m. We still have an hour, but there's not enough time to go to the salon. I'll just tell her to wear whatever clothes are in the sample products room!" he decided to himself.Half an hour later, he emerged, now dressed in a patterned silk shirt, luxury watch adorning his wrist, slicked-back hair, branded belt, slim-fit trousers ending just above the ankles, complete with a leather clutch and fashionable loafers."Wen, wake up!" he said, patting Weni's cheek as she continued to snore on the sofa. "Weni, wake up!"Still no response, so he sat in front of her at the table. "Weni!" he called out."Eek!" Finally, Weni startled a

Wow, this family sure seemed a bit unusual. Weni could only shake her head and brace herself for more surprises.As expected, one person gone, another appeared. It hadn't been five minutes since Jonathan left her to greet his friend when someone approached her—a younger woman than the previous auntie but just as stern."Oh, hello," Weni tried to be friendly, though it seemed futile. The blonde woman in a tight red dress lounged with crossed legs, her eyes glaring cynically at Weni."Los Angeles nightlife is way cooler than the cheap girls in Pattaya, Thailand," the woman said.Hmm, what an interesting opening line. Trying to keep things civil, Weni responded, "Well, beauty is subjective, isn't it? Everyone has different tastes, but personally, I think you can't judge a book by its cover.""Hahahaaa… a good cover doesn't always mean the content is interesting, and an ugly cover is definitely trash inside. You seem to have a lot to learn, miss," the blonde said, tossing her long hair li

Jonathan was surprised by his guest this morning. "So what brings you here so early, Bryan?""Hmm... I'm looking for that Asian girl. Where are you hiding her, under your desk?"Bryan's remarks about Weni annoyed Jo. "What's wrong with you? Does Celine want an explanation about that night? I don't think her medical bill is that expensive.""Oh come on, Jo, why so serious? I'm sure you and that Asian girl are into some business relationship. What does she do? She looks cool and attractive. Can you introduce me to her?"Bryan's comment made Jo frown. "Are you serious? So you two are dating, is it for real? I still can't believe you're straight Jo.""Don't waste my time with your nonsense. Get out of my room!"But Bryan wouldn't let up. He kept bothering Jo, even sitting at his desk and shuffling through the documents Jo was reviewing. "Jo, are you really in love with that girl? Head over heels!""What do you want?" Jo impatiently faced his persistent cousin."Since when are you with an

Mr. Wamilton, Jonathan's grandpa and the big boss of the family business, was known for being tough and in charge. He was surprised to find Jonathan hanging out with a girl on the sofa, but deep down, he seemed kinda pleased. Grandpa Wamilton had secretly hoped Jonathan would settle down and give him a grandkid.When Mr. Wamilton spotted Jonathan and Weni frozen in place, he looked them over with his serious eyes, making it hard to figure out what he was thinking. Jonathan quickly stood up, pulling Weni up with him."Hey, Grandpa," Jonathan said, trying to keep his cool in this unexpected situation. "This is Weni. Weni, meet my grandpa, Mr. Wamilton."Weni, feeling a mix of confusion and nerves, gave a little nod and a small smile. "Nice to meet you, Mr. Wamilton."Mr. Wamilton kept his eyes on Weni for a moment before turning back to Jonathan. "Jonathan, I didn't know you had company. Can I talk to you alone for a sec?"Jonathan nodded, giving Weni a quick look before motioning for hi