greedy CEO
Chapter I: the shining eyeball

Everyone seems to be busy with their duties. Walk around with something they need. The cry of the command chirping here increasingly solidifies the condition of the room that has been crowded by humans and electronic devices scattered.

Seeing the furore that had not previously happened made me frown. "Are we going to have a special guest in this photo shoot? Why didn't anyone tell me this?" Ask my assistant, Alya.

"The president of the company whose products you will advertise comes to visit. He said it was just passing by." Answer the assistant casually while slightly tidying my hair to make it look neat again. "You don't have to do anything Sasha, she'll just watch your shooting and leave. Despite his young age, but he's quite a colot and doesn't like being around women."

"Ooh, good, so there's no speech I need to memorize for her." My reply relaxed and closed my eyes again letting the people around me put on my pretty face.

As Alya told me earlier, when I was busy posing with electronic sleeping devices made by big companies, other people were busy welcoming and greeting some important people who came. The one who designed the bed I was riding on right now.

Though now he was lying closed eyes as if sleeping soundly on this soft and warm object, but he seemed to be able to see someone was now looking at him sharply to make him creep. He immediately opened his eyes to stop shooting because of the intimidating feeling that disturbed his concentration.

His body he sat on the bed, looking at the people who gave the look asking towards me. "I'm sorry, we're repeating.-"

His words did not continue. His smile that asked for understanding faded slightly as his eyes met glances with eyeballs that were staring at him sharply.

Turns right. There was indeed a pair of eyeballs looking at him sharply right at him. Two pairs of black eyeballs were far blacker than those he had ever seen. Because of his blackness, the two black beads were even like shining. And unfortunately, the owner is quite handsome.

"Sasha?"

My body was slightly jolted from my daydream that was captivated by the owner of those black eyes. My head turned towards the chairman who had reprimanded me, then smiled trying to look as normal as possible. "Ah yes, we can start again now chief."'

"Good! Let's start again, everyone get ready!"

I pulled out the blanket, put my body back down to try to secure myself. That monstrous man, was the bodyguard of the rich young master? Thought I was trying to surmise considering his burly, tall body. If only he had not become a bodyguard surely that man could have been a very popular male model with that handsome face of his.

Shooting that usually goes easily is now quite time consuming. I don't understand why that man keeps watching her so intimidatingly. He had no intention of doing anything or approaching them.

"Stay awhile! We continue after the break!" The event director.

I let my breath go down from the bed to the usual place I used to sit. There was an assistant there who was always ready for him. "Alya can you get me a drink?"

Not yet Alya went to take what I asked for, a bottle of drink was outstretched for me. I raise my head to see who gave me this bottle.

The Mr. Bodyguard.

It took me a lot of self-control to hold my own scream. The man who had been watching me was now right in front of me without me knowing when he was coming. Is he a ghost!?

I turned my head towards Alya to make sure. Seeing Alya seems to like the appearance of this bodyguard means Alya also saw it. Fyuuh, it seems like I'm too dramatic. Ghosts can't be handsome.

"Looks like miss doesn't seem focused." His words caught my attention again.

Who do you think I'm not focusing on, huh!?

There's no way I'm saying that just because I'm uncomfortable with the way I keep seeing me. All I did was smile sweetly while receiving her kindness. "Thank you for your concern, sir. I'm sorry if my incompetence disturbs your mind, you can go back to work with your master."

He was speechless with his expressionless face. His eyes that had looked so sharp like an eagle now dimmed a little. But still not showing any expression.

"You shouldn't just drink from strangers." Said the man with his tone. "You're careless."

I choked enough to hear his subtle reprimand. I gave a stiff smile before replying to her words. "In this crowded place it seems disrespectful if I suspect someone's good intentions." I try not to look stupid.

"Many crimes are committed in crowded places." The ideal is not to lose. Though the look of his face was flat as if he did not care, but why is this man so enthusiastic about wanting to beat him? My amazement.

I breathe out slowly. "Well so what can I drink? Or didn't?"

"Are you going to believe me right away if I nod? No criminal has confessed to her actions, miss." The man replied casually, not giving a definite answer.

So she actually wants me to drink or not!? There is nothing suspicious in this drink.

"Let me get you a drink, Sasha," said Alya, finally raising her voice to break up this unimportant debate.

"You can drink it." The man spoke again, stopping Alya from getting another drink for Sasha. "It's not dangerous."

He played me enough. I sipped the drink trying to neutralize myself from my emotions. Did he also deliberately stare at me sharply during the shoot?

Seeing him keep looking at me enough to make me feel uncomfortable again. I smiled intending to slightly offend him to get away from him immediately. "You're not waiting for the bottle you gave me, are you, sir?" Ask me just kidding.

Not as I expected. He really nodded his head without any shame admitting it. "That drink, it's mine."

I smiled stiffly closing back the bottle of the drink I had drunk awkwardly. I return this transparent blue bottle to the owner. "Thank you for letting me drink a few sips of your water." Sindirku politely.

"Eh."

Not only myself was made to gawk at the behavior of that strange man. Alya was even as surprised as I was. "Alya, he's not my fanatic, is he? He doesn't intend to kiss my lip bottle, does he?"

Alya shook her head unable to answer. He also never saw a fan who had a flat expression when meeting his idol. "It's a pity, even though his face is my type" Alya lamented at the passing of the man who didn't even mention his name.

I smiled amusedly at the look on Alya's disappointed face. "Lightiness is not enough, right? there's still the contents of the wallet and the brain that we have to look at before choosing a man!"

"Bfft! you're right Sasha" replied Alya moody glancing made me laugh with her.

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Seeing his master had returned some people immediately came over. "Are we going back to Mr. Aolion's office?"

His eyes stared at the bottle in his hand. "No. We're back home." She replied firmly with her sexy slanted smile. "The house that the Madam will occupy."

"Okay Sir!"

Shavicha berlyn, how can I let you who is still so sweet and innocent fall into the hands of the wrong man. I hope you don't curse me because I'm too greedy for you.