Chapter 125

Her eyes lands on mine as we stand in front of the door and wait for Deep to log in. Her smile fades, and if a single glare was a ticket straight to six feet under, I would be buried by now. I ignore her as she rolls her big round eyes at me, and I follow Deep inside an office. His office, I suppose.

Just wow! The sparkling, clean black terrazzo floor rhymes perfectly with the grey painted wall of this hall of an office. It's huge, neatly clean, and arranged. Nothing is out of place, and dear, he even has a walk-in closet in his office? My, my! I should ask him to squeeze me somewhere here and be his officemate. Gia Wilsons and Deep Moore Azzua are sharing an office, huh? I will do everything wrong in this office, except ogling him, so forget it! What will I even do with the space? Turn it into a studio. Naah!

This looks so incredible, honestly! If only he were in a mood to talk, I would let him know how lovable this place is, just like him. He waves the small bag in his