Chapter 143 'Beautiful'
>>Seraphina
My face flushed red in embarrassment, "No!" I tried to defend myself, "It wasn't on purpose!!" It felt so humiliating, "I slipped, I promise!" I pointed at my foot, "It got twisted," I hiccuped.
!!!?
Why am I hiccuping?!?! Because I'm nervous?? Or because of all that drinking?
"Quite a coincidence that you 'slipped' and your hands landed right on my ass." Azef's voice had an underlying teasing tone.
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The way he said it just went and shot my anxiety over the roof. What am I supposed to say to that?!? I'm the one who's surprised that my hands landed there! I would never have even dreamed of something like this happening!!
And I got a feel of it too! He has a nice juicy butt... OH GOD!! What am I thinking?!?
"W-well, it can happen!" My blush deepened as he looked at me with an unamused look, "Look, why would I want to grab your butt!?" I asked, "A man's ass isn't worth grabbing anyway!"
"Excuse me?" He folded his arms and turned his body to look at me, "My butt is not worthy of being grabbed?" He looked offended.
I was dumb struck and my mouth hung open.
"What?" I had no idea how to respond to that. Like what in the hell? Wasn't he offended that I grabbed it? Now he's offended that I said it isn't worth grabbing?! Like Boss, please choose one side and stick with that! My brain can't keep up with his bi-polar attitude!
"Leave," He ordered out of nowhere.
"Yes?" It took me a moment to get it. Then I clasped my hands together and bowed, "Yes," My ears were burning and I could feel the heat leaving my face.
I left the room without delay and then I ran to the bathroom. Thank God, he asked me to leave on his own!!/
Gosh!
I went and stood in front of the mirror and noticed how red my face was.
I brought my hands to my cheeks.
They are red because I'm drunk. I nodded to myself. Yep, all because I'm drunk.
>> Azef
We've had events like these many times and I've seen a number of women in dresses like that but why is hers messing with my mind so much?
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I shook my head
God! I can't get it out of my head!! What the hell is wrong with me!?
There was a knock on the door, "Come in,"
The manager peered his head in, "You called sir?"
"I did," I gestured to him to step inside and he did, then closed the door behind him but he didn't walk up to me and remained near the exit.
I looked at him, "Make sure the security is tight." I said as I rubbed my temples. Considering how much she fussed about her dignity, I thought she wouldn't take this offer, I even set the condition to not force the employees and still she chose to do it.
Is she worried about money that much? I'm gonna bet it's because of Eris's school fee.
"Of course sir."
"I better not hear of any employee being harrassed."
"Um... Sir.... Of course, we'll make sure nothing gets out of hand but this is a nightclub... A bit is going to happen . That's what it means to work at a place like this."
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Fuck
"Call Seraphina," I ordered, "Right away and send her to deliver the wine."
"Deliver the wine?" He was confused, "What wine? Deliver where?" He looked at me, "What? Sir, we don't do deliveries,"'
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Oh, yea, right.
What am I saying?
"Ah, I don't care!" My brain was cooperating, the only thing it kept doing was replaying Seraphina in her bunny costume, "Send her to the company." God, has any other woman looked so appealing in that costume?
"This late at night?" He looked at me, "No one would be there."
I gritted my teeth and grabbed my phone, "I'll make sure someone is there, you go and get her."
He was bewildered but nodded anyway, "Understood," He bowed and left the room, "I'll get to it."
As he left, I dialed a number and brought the phone to my ears.
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Shit
Why the hell was there a rip in her stockings?! I strained my forehead.
Did someone rip it?
>>Seraphina
I'm actually glad I was sent out for a delivery. I'll take as much time as I can to deliver this wine bottle to the place. Clubs start getting empty after 2 AM, I'll make some excuse if someone asks me what took me so much time but for now, I'll just walk to this building named A.M
I wore a big coat over my bunny clothes and put the headband in my pocket. The streets were almost empty at this part of the night and I wondered who would ask for a delivery from a club?
I thought our club didn't do something like that. Hmm, then it must be someone important if I'm being sent to do this job. After all, an exception is being made.
The building came into view and I hugged the basket I was holding which held two bottles of wine. I made a small pause in front of the building, took a deep breath and looked for any lights.
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None were on,
I gulped.
Why aren't there any lights on? I had a bad feeling about it but I had to finish the delivery. I can't go back with these bottles still in my hands when I took so much just to get here.
Maybe the office window is on the other side and that's why I can't see any lights.
I nodded to myself and walked in.
The open office on the top floor was empty and only a single energy saver was on. I was told the CEO's office was directly in front of the employee office and it would be easy to find but I had to still do a little searching before I found a room where the light was seeping out from under the door crack.
Oh, that must be it!
I walked to the door, "Oh, that little!" I was about to knock when I heard someone's voice from inside, "He made me run like crazy to get here!"
Hmmm?
I knocked on the door, "Delivery for Matthew Meirikh."
"Yes?" He composed his voice, "Yes, Come in,"
I opened the door and the light had made its way into my eyes and left me momentarily blinded. The rest of the office is so dark and this room is so bright! Why didn't this man turn on the lights in the open office as well?
It took me a moment to get used to the light, then I slowly opened my eyes and looked at him, "I brought the wine you asked for." I stepped towards him, then paused.
Matthew stared at my face in confusion, "You- I'm sorry who are you?"
Did no one tell him I was coming?!?
"I'm from Lux. The manager sent me..." I passed the basket to him.
"Oh," He took the bottle from me, "Right."
Is this the company Azef works at? The one he said he co-owns? Does he share it with this person? It would make sense if an exception was made for a co-owner.
"You look like her..." He whispered as he took the wine basket from me.
"Yes?" I was confused, "I look like who?"
"Oh, sorry," He smiled, "I didn't mean to say that." He appreciated the delivery, "Thank you for bringing this over."
"No problem," I said softly, "It's my job?" I don't think it's my job because I was asked to do it while on duty so I guess it is my job.
"You, um," It looked like he wanted to ask me something but was hesitant about it, "Nothing, you can leave."
I nodded, "Okay," Then I turned around and left.
What was that?
It looked like he wanted to say something to me. What could it be? I tilted my head as I slowly walked back to the club. He said I looked like someone. Is it about that?
Who do I look like? Well, I can look like anyone.
My footing was a bit unstable. I'm slowly getting more drunk now that the adrenaline in my system has died out. The drinks didn't do much when I was sitting with the customers because my nerves were on high alert.
And I keep thinking about Azef's reaction. He was clearly distracted by my outfit too but his gaze didn't make me feel sick.
Well, he immediately turned his face away, and then I slipped and accidentally groped his butt.
Moreover, he called me a pervert.
Why am I the pervert?! It was a mistake...
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I tightened my hands
But he had a nicer butt than me. I frowned, I don't really like the sound of that.
As I walked, I noticed a group of men stumbling their way in my direction. I would have simply turned my head in another direction and crossed them, but they saw me and pointed at me as if they knew me.
"Isn't that her?" The voice was familiar. One of them said and then started coming over to me.
It was then that I felt a chill run down my spine, a sense of foreboding that prickled at the edges of my consciousness. I turned to find myself face to face with the same group of men who had forced me to drink with them earlier, their leering gazes filled with malice and intent.
"Hey, look who it is," One of them sneered, his voice dripping with contempt. "Thought you could run away from us, did you?"
My heart pounded in my chest as I backed away, "What do you mean?" I said, "I didn't run away, I was merely sent on a delivery." They didn't stop closing in on me with predatory grins and outstretched hands.
"Really now?" They weren't buying it, "Sad, you were sent away at such an important time."
"We were just getting started," Another one jeered, his words slurred with alcohol as he reached out to grab me.
"You're the most beautiful bunny girl I've seen anywhere." Ace came and grabbed my hand, cornering me next to the shop wall, "Sincerely, you're beautiful." His words didn't sit well with me.
That line is something people have often used with me.
'Beautiful'
'You're so beautiful'
But, it is always followed by something bad.
"Thank you," I yanked my hand away, "But I have to go back to work." I tried to side step and walk away when the other blocked my path, cornering me in the middle as they formed a circle around me.
"You can't leave,"