Chapter 20

Faith’s POV

Martin just grinned. They looked at me as if I had done something outrageous the other night. “You don’t remember?” His grin still hadn’t been removed.

“W-what?”

Actually, I remember something. But it’s vague. Vague.

He came to me. Sat next to me. I swallowed three times myself. Why is it so early in the morning, the heat inside my room? The air conditioner is strong. How come I had to mention that she was not wearing a top? The biceps and abs. The only thing missing is rice.

“You’re wild when you drink,” he touched my chin, then looked up slightly. Our eyes met.

“What happened?” I asked in a low voice. His eyes on me were so strong.

“Secret.” He lay down next to me.

“Wait... aren’t you going in? I mean, aren’t we going in?” It was nine o’clock in the morning when I looked at the wall clock.

“I own that company. I am the boss. Even if I don’t go in, I make money. They work for me. And you