Young Miss Assistant
Give Me a Job

His hands were clenched, but a fake smile was on his lips. Anger that was stifled, maybe that was his feeling at this moment. Standing behind the man she wanted to finish at this moment.

"Cheer..."

The head of the family raised his glass, followed by the rest of the family, Clarissa smiled with pride. Celebrating success? That's probably the theme of dinner today.

"So he said he would take responsibility!?" Lery smiled, sipping on his wine glass which was only filled with a quarter.

"True, I'll be engaged to her, the marriage will take place after they officially divorce..." Clarissa let out a sigh, speaking with pride.

Deren chuckled, twirling the spaghetti fork in front of him, "The woman of the night who managed to seduce the young boss.." he sneered.

"From you! A sole heir, but never produce anything for the family. At least, after I get married, my status can strengthen my father's power. You trash heiress." said Clarissa, along with a little sneering laugh.

"I'm already full," Sasha (wife of Lery) got up from her seat, feeling already quite claustrophobic and fed up of being at the cold table with no harmony in front of her.

"Where are you!?" Lery held his wife's hand.

"Shop, while I'm here. Being at home, it's pretty boring" she said, shaking her husband's hand.

Pissed off? Of course, I don't know how many women her husband slept with in every country, without his presence. Not being able to fight, or get divorced, fully escape Lery's entanglement is also difficult. Just one consolation, the man who followed him out through the main door, his personal driver.

***

Gabriel was still concentrating on his food, sighing harshly, "I'm done." he said wiping his lips after drinking a few sips of water.

"Uncle, why is uncle not married? From uncle's face should be easy to get a wife...?" deren asked curiously.

"If my son and wife were there, your father would shoot right in their heads" he said, smiling. Walk by and go to the front door.

Deren clenched his forehead not understanding.

Suddenly, Lery's subordinates came whispering to her. The middle-aged man immediately got up followed by Hans steps that seemed to be guarding him, as well as a few other bodyguards.

"Sister, why do you talk like that?" Deren clenched his forehead not understanding. Warm and pampering, that was Gabriel's figure in the young man's eyes. The only person who doesn't get mad at him when he makes a mistake.

"You don't know? His wife was killed with her own hands at the behest of his father. So that uncle has no children and only loves us. Half of father's wealth actually belonged to uncle who was passed down by grandfather."

"Uncle became a doctor, and did not interfere with the company's affairs, so that the father believed in him would not seize anything," Clarissa explained, again feeding her mouth with a piece of potato.

Deren who is usually not very familiar with his brother began to ask, "You think if the uncle has children. What kind of cousin do you want us to have?"

"Emmm.." The brothers began to think.

"I want a big muscle like Rambo, carrying a long barrel gun and grenade on his waist." continued Deren imagining having a cool cousin version.

"Women or men are the same, most importantly idiots and easily oppressed. Not to take his inheritance. But according to uncle's personality, maybe if he had children..." Clarissa thought for a moment.

"The child may be smart, insightful, cool and calm. One to watch out for and be killed..."

***

Erotic moans rang out, a few tens of minutes passed by the young man immediately returned to wearing his clothes after cleaning himself."Thanks tan.." he said.

"Your service is always satisfying, what if you marry me only!? Your life will I guarantee you." asked the woman who was still wrapped in a blanket.

"I still have a lot of purpose" he replied ambiguously, taking the money envelope. Go step out of the room.

Night guy? Who wants to live a life of being a gigolo. Sleeping with a woman he doesn't love, even having to serve an aged woman.

Two years ago...

Bruck...

One blow landed on his cheek,"Pay your father's debt!!" sniff the depth collector.

"He owes me, why should I pay!!" the answer.

Two large-bodied depth collectors, it raised the collar of his clothes, "Your father fled with your young wife and step-sister. Just leave your name as collateral. Pay, or we pre-tell your organs one by one for sale!?" his body was in the original blow, hitting the tile.

The family? Zion has a complete family, even so complete the father has two wives. His mother died, a few years ago, along with his father's bankrupt business. The father fled with his young wife and their son.

A loan with great interest, Zion must pay if she wants to survive. Preening? looks are the most important thing for a night worker like him.

His dusty college books were never read again. Why is it smart, but it has no life? That's what's on his mind.

Serving satisfies his customers in bed, leaving the woman who adores him, after a warm struggle in the absence of taste. Always carrying away the brown envelope, as the talisman of his life's savior, paid his father's debt little by little.

Zion let out a rude sigh, "Three days ago, I was paid a fortune, plus the one I got last night. Everything was paid off." he said giving a brown envelope to the depth collector.

"Good pay off," the depth collector smiled counting the money he got."Next time, get your dad in debt again. It turns out that your body is more expensive than the cost of your organs.." he sneered, laughing insults, passed away.

Zion exhaled a rough breath. A gigolo? The most disgusting job of his life, cost him his self-esteem, only to be paid dearly.

The young man began to sit on the porch of his house, thinking about what he would do for his future. It's impossible for his entire life to be a paid man. After being free from the depth collector, he had to structure the future, that was his determination. So that someday when having a family can lift his head in front of his wife and child later.

One by one job vacancies on the newspaper in his circle. Only a few works that fit the course are only SMU, the lecture was stopped in semester 7. Restaurant waiter, cleaning service, OB, that's the job he circled.

Relying on his own ability to apply for a job in the midst of intense competition. He was rejected a dozen times because he had no work experience.

Until the interview at the office. Manager, administrative staff, and OB are the vacancies available in the newly opened company branch.

His name was called, there were three people there, one of whom was not interested at all to interview someone who applied to become an OB. Looking indifferent, yet Zion was not, the young man smiled at her, without the person realizing.

"No work experience? Our company's branch office has just opened, but does not accept people who do not have experience." said HRD employees throw the map owned by Zion."You're not welcome..."

The young man sighed, walking out a few steps, to the front of the office door. A smile rang on his lips, remembering the figure of Clarissa, one of the people who interviewed but for a higher position.

"I will work here, however I can." he murmured.

***

In the afternoon, the office building was deserted. Clarissa came home later today, walking through the hallway of the parking lot.

Tak.dak...

The sound of his high heels, but who would have guessed, his arm was suddenly pulled by an unknown person.

"Who are you?" he asked, his mouth suddenly silenced with a kiss.

Clarissa thrashed, but the youth's strength was stronger than hers. For some reason his heart was beating faster, his eyes began to shut reply to the lips link of the unknown young man. Mutual, interlocked, full of desire.

Unaware of one photo taken by the young man amid his desire to corner Clarissa.

"Can.." said the young man with disordered breath.

"A...what are you doing!? Who are you!?" clarissa asked snapping trying to grab a phone that captured a picture of their hot kiss scene.

"Send.." he smiled after sending a picture to his friend.

"What are you doing!? How dare he kiss me, I will make sure you die in agony!!" clarissa's snapping is full of threats.

"If I die, the photo will be shared by my friend through social media. Your potential fiancee, if it's not Farel's name, right?" his lips are full of threats.

"What do you want!?" clarissa asked back, not wanting any misunderstandings, which had an impact on her relationship with Farel.

"Include me, my name is Zion, I'm a job applicant as an office boy in this office. I want to work here as an office boy..." Zion unhappily drew her lips close to Clarissa's neck, exhaling seductively, "If you need to put me near you." she whispered.

Clarissa rounded her eyes, suddenly harassed and received a threat, who would accept. "You will die.." his words stopped, the young man held his chin glaring at him, Zion's lips again smote the lips of the woman before him,"According to my wishes, or your future fiancee, will get a photo, you will get a photo, how much you enjoy the kiss of an unknown man." whispered, throw a catch the phone containing a picture of the hot kiss that had occurred. Walk away full of smiles.

Already know? Of course, everything was already known to him. Clarissa's fiancee is Farel's cousin. That's why he used to be hired, to replace Farel with Clarissa.

Interested in? Very, strange feeling that he did not feel to other clients. Being around him, getting a new job. A stroke of luck for Zion.

"Br*ch!! Fucking men!! Not sane!!" clarissa snapped full of frustration, no matter what happened she was unable to fight back, but was even melted when the kiss happened.

***

Somewhere else...

Lery accompanied Hans who stood behind her, as one of her right hands. Meet a traitor in his dark business.

Dor...

The sound of a gun bursting was heard, fired by one of Lery's bodyguards.

"As a result, if betrayed.." he murmured, looking at the body of one of his confidants covered in blood.

"Hans, watch Gabriel's movements, and one more... Send people to follow Clarissa, I don't want any trouble before Clarissa gets married" she ordered.

"Yes sir..." Hans looked down respectfully. A hint of an odd smile was on her lips, not realizing Lery.

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