I'm Not My Boss' Storage
Attack on the Toilet

AGNI grumbled in annoyance. He should have limited his drinking during the banquet, so he wouldn't have to cover the toilet first to urinate.

Women's toilets in any part of the world seem to be the same. Always full of lines. Agni was about to approach the door with the shortest line, but suddenly someone grabbed her upper arm.

Agni complained of the pain, then looked back to reprimand the perpetrator.

Eyes enlarge.

“Sick?” Lea grinned. His pointy nails slid deep into Agni's skin. “You think you can get out of this place quietly? Very confident.”

“Lease!” Agni hissing. He couldn't pull himself in, because Lea would definitely strengthen his grip. “I have no problem with you.”

“Who said? Holding Ishan in front of me isn't a problem for you?” Lea's screams made the women who had been waiting in line choose to run away from the toilet. “How come you are also Ishaan who usually stays with me until the morning comes home early! What, the hell, did he see from you?”

“I only work as his assistant, no more.”

Lea was not satisfied to hear Agni's reply. “What kind of assistant until Ishaan invites you to come to this important event? I'm sure she bought this dress for you, too. How could a cheap girl like you have a lot of money to buy expensive clothes.”

“Nona, I beg you, release me!” Agni screeched, hoping for an officer to hear her. “If Miss leaves a wound on my arm, Mr. Ishaan is suspicious and will track down who did it.”

“Bare also you.” However, Agni's warning apparently worked. Lea let go of her grip. “Listen, any woman, especially a country girl like you, is not hot with Ishaan. I'll be Mrs Marlon! I will lead the company with him!”

While swearing, Lea left the toilet. The doors of the rooms that had been closed opened one by one. The women just stared at Agni who was cleaning the wound in the sink, before passing from there.

After being convinced that the wound was not bleeding, Agni went into one of the empty rooms. While settling the pending affairs, Agni pulled out a tissue to dry the wound. He carried neither foundation nor color corrector and could only rely on his loose powder to disguise the traces of violence that Lea lived in.

However, Ishaan cannot see it. Lea was no match for Agni. Let the commotion between them be a secret that these walls and toilet cubicles keep.

*

“Sorry for long, Mr.” Agni gnawed her hair to cover her upper arms. “The queue is long.”

“I understand. Girls must be long in the toilet.” Judging from his reaction, Ishaan seemed to have no idea there was a commotion going on in the toilet. “We want to go to the apartment or directly take a walk outside?”

Ishaan's call was tempting for Agni. When buying shoes and accessories the other day, Agni had a chance to observe the beauty of the night that Frankfurt showed her. However, because of meeting Lea, Agni no longer has taste.

“Agni?” Ishaan. “Why you?”

“I—I want a break, Sir. We go to the apartment.”

“You sure you want to go home? Night is still long.”

“If you want to take a walk, please. I just can't accompany.”

The man before him looked suspiciously, but in the end followed Agni's request. They entered the elevator, then returned to the 16th floor. Agni was recalling where she had to look for a first aid kit to treat the wound when Ishaan suddenly grabbed her arm.

Reflex, Agni covered her scar. Unraveling his short-lived secrets. Ishaan did not say a word, then asked her to come in when the apartment door opened.

“Tuan—”

“Sit.” Ishaan pointed at the sofa in the living room, then went into the room and returned with the first aid kit that Agni needed. “Show your wound.”

“Master, it's okay. Not a severe wound.”

Agni finally let Ishaan take care of her wound. It is not as severe as bruising on the man's temple, but still leaves pain.

“I'll report that woman—”

“Do not extend, Sir. I'm lazy to have to deal with him.”

“This is not the first time Lea has acted violently and physically,” Ishaan interrupts. “She can get away like this because of her father. If I had collected solid evidence, I guarantee he would be languishing behind jail.”

Agni wants to calm Ishaan down. However, watching the man so carefully clean Agni's wounds, then applying the medicine made her full. Long ago, Agni took care of herself the scars that her stepmother left behind. Now, for the first time, someone else is taking care of it.

“Agni? Hey...” The expression on Ishaan's previously wrathful face turned frantic as Agni slowly sobbed. “Hey, hey, why? I'm too rude huh treat your wound?”

Agni could only shake. Body's shaking. His voice turned to tears. At that moment, Agni felt a pair of hands cover her shoulders with a suit, then pulled her closer until her head rested on Ishaan's chest.

“It’s okay, Agni,” whispers. “Cry until you no longer feel pain.”

**

The first time Ishaan saw a woman crying was when Tanisha caught her boyfriend cheating on her in high school.

“Basic don't know yourself! What less am I than that girl?” Tanisha hiccups in Ishaan's arms. “I'm beautiful, I can buy him his favorite soccer team jersey! But why is he playing behind me?”

After Tanisha vents her anger, Ishaan comes to the man who broke her brother's heart. Invite him to a duel until finally they both enter the hospital due to severe injuries. A week later, Tanisha's ex-girlfriend moves to another school.

It was easy for Ishaan to return the treatment of his loved ones. Again, he had the privilege of allowing everything to happen. But my mother did not like that attitude. So every time Ishaan is caught abusing his special rights, there will be one facility that is revoked for a long time.

The technique managed to train Ishaan to be extra careful. I don't know how many people Ishaan would have killed if the mother hadn't given him a warning.

Tonight, realizing what happened to Agni, almost prompted Ishaan to take the wrong action. Lea was too late. The woman survived because of Agni's plea.

Besides, Agni's cries. For some reason, Ishaan believes Agni was sobbed by sedan not because she remembered Lea's treatment. Did it ignite something he had buried for a long time? Ishaan wanted to ask her, but Agni was still too upset. He needs to give her time to rest.

Minutes pass. Agni's cry gradually subsided. The girl in his arms then tried to escape. Not wanting to force it, Ishaan let it go. Then, she took out a tissue to wipe away Agni's tears that were spitting out her makeup.

Just as Agni was about to say something, Ishaan's fingers restrained her lips. He knows what the girl is going to say.

“Not your fault, don't apologize,” Ishaan said. “If you feel better, clean yourself. Rest up. Bring my jackets. Tomorrow morning, let me have the waiter do the dry cleaning with your dress.”

Agni nodded obediently. Before leaving for the room, Ishaan helps her to release the strappy heels, then leads her. Thankfully, their schedule was empty until Monday. So, Agni can focus on recuperating.

“What do you want for breakfast tomorrow?”

Normally, Agni handed everything to Ishaan, but this time the girl gave a definite answer. “Chicken slurry.”

“Nice. Let me impress Mia.” Ishaan stroked Agni's head. It was very desirable that he left a brief kiss there. But he held it. Agni's been pretty depressed tonight.

“Sleep tight, Agni.”

The girl commented a smile, then replied to him before closing the door.

***