After some liquid courage, it was supposed to be the perfect opportunity to confess my feelings. But I walked into the wrong hotel room. From then on, I lived the humble life of the "Boss's Sugar Baby." 1 When I woke up again, I didn't know how much time had passed. But I felt something in my hand. I was startled and hurriedly opened my eyes. The first thing I saw was the stunningly beautiful face of my boss. She was sleeping soundly, looking quiet and gentle, completely unlike her usual icy demeanor. I knocked on my still somewhat groggy head, regretting drinking so much last night. I was on a business trip with my team members and the boss. We had a dinner meeting and drank. Especially since I was the only guy, I couldn't let the two women take the brunt of the drinking. So, I drank the most. The team member with me was also my goddess. It wasn't easy to be on a business trip together, so I planned to drink a little and use the liquid courage to confess to her. But I didn't expect that when I went back to my room last night, I was so out of it that I actually stumbled into the boss's room. What I didn't expect was that although the boss didn't drink much, the aftereffects hit her, and she was also a bit groggy. Just like that, I actually mistook the boss for my goddess and groggily slept with her. At this moment, I was filled with regret. I threw off the blanket and was about to slip away. But the boss's voice rang out behind me. "What, eat and run? Not even saying a word?" I was instantly distressed, my face full of embarrassment. I turned around and said somewhat timidly: "Boss, this... this was an accident..." "You slept with me, and you say it's an accident? So I just got slept with for nothing?" "Boss, please don't fire me. I will definitely work hard to repay you in the future." I still have debts! And my mom is sick, still in the hospital, and really needs money. The boss rolled her eyes at me and scoffed: "Useless thing, get out of here." I quickly grabbed my clothes and slunk away. What I didn't know was that after I left, my boss finally dared to get up. Because there was actually a pool of blood underneath her. 2 We signed the contract in the morning, and in the afternoon, we drove back. I was driving, my goddess Chloe was in the passenger seat, and the boss, Serena, was sitting in the back. I kept glancing at the boss in the rearview mirror, but she acted as if nothing had happened, reading documents in the back. Now I didn't dare to say a word. Even though I usually tried hard to find topics to chat with my goddess, I didn't dare to open my mouth now. The atmosphere was very weird until three hours later when we returned to the company. After the two of them got out of the car, I finally breathed a sigh of relief. For the next few days, I hardly spoke. Especially when facing the boss, I often kept my head down, not daring to look her in the eye. On the other hand, my heart was full of tension, and I didn't even want to pay attention to Chloe. I used to be Chloe's simp, but now I wasn't taking the initiative, which made Chloe a bit surprised and disappointed. Of course, she wouldn't show it. A week passed, and Chloe was the one who couldn't sit still. I had just sat down when Chloe coughed lightly next to me. I looked at her. Chloe pretended to be casual, talking to herself: "The weather is quite hot. I've been craving lemonade recently!" She didn't say it to me, but I knew it was deliberately said for me to hear. I didn't move. My psychology was very conflicted right now. Should I deal with my relationship with the boss, or continue simping for Chloe? So, because of the conflict, I didn't respond to her immediately. Chloe didn't expect me to continue to be indifferent and couldn't help but look at me: "Lucas, do you want some lemonade?" "My teeth have been a bit sensitive lately. I don't dare to drink cold stuff." I didn't look at her, focusing on writing the proposal. She froze for a moment, completely dumbfounded. She had hinted so obviously, and I still hadn't taken action. How could she not be astonished? She was a bit angry, picked up her cup, and went to get water. 3 When Chloe left, colleague Maya from the neighboring desk stretched her neck curiously and looked at me. I asked her what she was looking at. Maya smiled and said I wasn't acting right. Why haven't I been a simp these past two days? Did I find a new target? I smiled and shook my head, saying I wasn't in the mood lately. She immediately sighed at me, saying I lacked perseverance. Going on like this, how could I woo a girl? Wooing girls isn't something that can be done in a day or two; you must persist. I could only smile helplessly. Lately, I had been deliberately finding excuses not to meet the boss, trying to avoid the awkwardness between us. She could pretend to not care, but I couldn't, because I'm thin-skinned. As long as this matter wasn't talked out and there wasn't a conclusion, I could never get over that hurdle in my heart. I was thinking I might need to take the initiative to find a time to have a good talk with her. I was afraid and guilty on one hand, and wanted to solve the problem on the other. It was truly a dilemma. But sometimes, the more you fear something, the more it happens. That day, the boss's personal assistant, Jenny, came over and said to me: "Lucas, I need to take a long leave of absence. I might not be able to work for these two months, so you will take my place as the boss's personal assistant." I hurriedly waved my hands, saying I was a copywriter and had never been a personal assistant. I definitely couldn't do it. I can't even take care of myself, how could I take care of the boss? I said I couldn't do it and told her to find someone else. But Jenny shook her head, saying this was the boss's idea, not hers. I was stunned right then. The boss wants me to be her personal secretary? Are you kidding me? What should I do? Chloe next to me was also stunned. She didn't expect this either. I hesitated. But Jenny said: "The boss's schedule is very tight these two months. She always has to go on business trips, so she needs a driver. You know, us girls driving isn't always reliable; you guys driving is much safer. So, driver and personal assistant, you're the only one who can do it. There's no one more suitable in our company." Saying that, she sighed, saying the boss really had an eye for talent and made the best use of everything. 4 I had a bitter expression on my face. Jenny continued to pass on the message: "The boss said, if you don't want to do it, then pack up your things and get out. Those were her exact words." I didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Yeah, if I had money and power, I would immediately pack my things and quit decisively. But I have an elderly mother to support and a mortgage. I don't dare to quit casually right now; this is my only source of income. This is the sorrow of a corporate slave. I was somewhat reluctant and followed Jenny to Serena's office with a miserable face. Knocking on the door, Jenny took me inside. Serena didn't even look up and directly said: "Jenny, you can go." Jenny nodded and turned to leave. As she brushed past me, she patted my shoulder. Looking at the smile on her face, I felt a shiver run down my spine, as if I were about to enter a tiger's den. Sure enough, as soon as Jenny left, Serena looked up at me. Being stared at by her, I immediately lowered my head. "What's wrong? Am I going to eat you or kill you? You don't even dare to look at me?" I awkwardly raised my head, full of smiles, and asked: "What orders does Ms. Sterling have?" Serena put down the pen in her hand and looked at me with interest: "I heard you're not willing to be my personal assistant. Seems like it's a bit beneath you, isn't it?" I quickly waved my hands, saying it was my honor. She smiled and told me that as long as I did a good job, my salary wouldn't be lower than before, but if I didn't do well, my salary might be cut by more than half. I really wanted to cry but had no tears. I could only state that I would definitely do my best. "Then starting today, your first task as a personal assistant is to go get me a cup of coffee." I nodded, took the boss's cup, and walked out. 5 Everyone looked at my miserable face and immediately started mocking me. "What? Working for the boss, and you're still not happy?" "Seems like being by the boss's side is beneath our Lucas!" I glared at them: "Don't you know the boss's temper? When she gets mad, no one has a good time. Just you laugh. One day it'll be your turn." They shook their heads, saying they didn't have that "blessing." I couldn't care whether they were envious or jealous. I went straight to the pantry and brewed a cup of coffee for Serena. But when I brought the coffee to her, Serena despised it. She said the coffee was too hot and the aroma was gone. I had to take the coffee out and brew another cup for her. But this time, she said there was too little sugar and the coffee was too bitter. I took it out again and added another spoonful of sugar for her. When I went back, she said it was too sweet and wanted to make her sick. Just like that, I ran back and forth between the office and the pantry seven or eight times before finally getting a cup of coffee that was somewhat satisfactory. As she drank, she didn't forget to insult me: "A personal assistant who can't even make a simple cup of coffee. I think you should start as an intern." I quickly apologized, saying I would definitely learn and guarantee success on the first try next time. She didn't say anything more. But I muttered in my heart: "This woman doesn't seem like a good person. Are you the reincarnation of an evil empress? You're even harder to serve than that old witch." "What are you muttering about?" Serena looked up at me. I panicked. Damn it, she even knows what I'm thinking. "I mean, if Ms. Sterling doesn't have anything else, I'll go out to work." But Serena pointed to a small desk by the window: "From now on, you'll work there, so I can call you directly if I need anything." I had to nod and went out to move my things. 6 Maya smiled: "No wonder you're not willing to simp for Chloe anymore. Turns out you've already hooked up with the boss. You're set now, getting rich overnight!" "You silly girl, stop talking nonsense. I think I'm doomed this time. I don't know how the boss is going to torture me!" Maya asked me strangely why? Did I provoke the boss? Or did I do something to wrong her? Otherwise, why would the boss torture me? Of course, I didn't dare say I slept with the boss. I could only shrug, indicating I didn't know. Just like that, I moved into the boss's office and was alone in a room with her. Who knows what it means to be on pins and needles? Even without having a relationship with the boss, just sitting in the same office with her would be uncomfortable. Every second was torture. "Do you have sores or lice? What are you squirming around for?" The boss's voice came. I quickly shook my head and sat up straight. "Are you still thinking about what happened that night at the hotel?" Serena suddenly dropped this line. I froze, hurriedly stood up, and immediately bowed to her, constantly apologizing. Serena frowned, walked over directly from her seat, and came to my desk. At this moment, she transformed into a female hooligan, stretched out her slender fingers, and lifted my chin, looking exactly like she was teasing me. "How do you think I should punish you?" "As long as the boss's anger subsides, as long as you don't fire me, anything goes." I quickly stated my position. But she changed the subject: "Since you didn't genuinely mean to sneak into my room, I'm curious to know, whose room were you originally trying to enter?" I immediately choked up and didn't dare to speak. I couldn't say I wanted to enter Chloe's room. But the boss seemed to see through everything and said it for me: "I heard you like Chloe. You probably wanted to enter her room!" My back was covered in sweat, but I still forced myself to be calm, saying I was completely drunk and had no consciousness of where I went. But the boss suddenly shouted: "Since you were unconscious, how could you think of doing that kind of dirty deed?" 7 I immediately shut up. When the boss unleashes her power, nothing grows. She is a notorious demon in the company. "Ms. Sterling, just tell me how I can atone for my sins. I've been blaming myself for so long, I can hardly go on living." I was completely wilted and could only beg for mercy. Serena scoffed: "You want release, right? Let me tell you, no way. I must torture you properly to vent my anger." I immediately felt like I had fallen into hell, feeling that life had no hope, no light. "There's a dumpling shop on the next street. Go buy me a box immediately. However, the dumplings will lose their original flavor ten minutes after coming out of the steamer. So you must deliver it to my desk within ten minutes, otherwise 10% will be deducted from your salary." "Ah... Ms. Sterling, it's over a kilometer round trip, plus crossing the street and taking the elevator. Even if I were an Olympic sprinter, I might not be able to run back in ten minutes." "That's your problem." Saying that, she sat back at her desk. "Female demon..." I gnashed my teeth in my heart, but humble me still set out. Then I started a new round of torture. "It's cold!" "It doesn't smell good anymore!" "You're out of time!" I was panting, much more tired than usual at work. "These dumplings are really dog food!" I couldn't help complaining. Finally, I thought of a way. I went and bought a self-heating pot, took out the self-heating pack inside, added water, and put the dumplings inside to steam. I strolled back leisurely. Until I reached the office door, the dumplings were still hot. Serena couldn't find any faults, so she glanced at the dumplings: "I suddenly don't want to eat them now." I really had the urge to pin her to the ground and rub her face in the dirt. For the next few days, I suffered endless torture. Pouring tea, getting documents, checking her schedule, buying things. The key was, almost every task had to be repeated several times before she was satisfied. I knew she was taking revenge on me, torturing me, but I could only endure it. 8 I dragged my exhausted body, getting ready to leave work. Chloe walked up to me: "You look like you're working hard. Getting paid well, huh? How much of a raise did you get?" I didn't have the energy to joke around, so I could only ignore her. But Chloe grabbed me: "Lucas, do you still like me?" I was startled. I didn't expect her to be so direct. I nodded numbly. The boss and I, after she finished torturing me, would inevitably kick me away. Or in three months, when Jenny comes back, I'll move out. By then, I'll only have Chloe. Since she asked proactively, of course, I'm willing to continue pursuing her. Chloe looked at me and said, "If you really like me, then resign from the boss. Don't hover around her anymore. You're capable; changing companies won't be any worse than here." I was stunned again. She actually wanted me to job-hop. This was completely beyond my expectations. "Is there any conflict between me pursuing you and working in the boss's office?" I couldn't help asking. "The boss is a woman. You two being together, spending time together day and night, it's inevitable there will be times you can't control yourselves." I finally understood. Chloe was actually jealous over me. I laughed: "Just relax. Who knows how much the boss hates me! Look at how she's treated me recently. Nothing I do is right, doing useless things over and over again. I'm as tired as a dog right now; where would I have the mind for anything else." Chloe sighed, looking into my eyes: "It seems it's still impossible between us. Then don't look for me anymore." Saying that, she turned and left. I froze on the spot. When did Chloe's logic become so twisted? I'm just a bit busier with work, how did that get mixed up with dating?
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