Fall In Love With Lover: The Temptation of a Beautiful Secretary

No. Kira-Kira

Look at the magnifying glass behind the door. I saw a man in a black uniform carrying a large container that had no idea what it contained. I took a deep breath so I could think calmly. I took the phone and called Jackson. I wanted to let you know if anyone came to this apartment.

"What's up, Cecilia?" He immediately picked up my phone, asking directly to the core. Like it's busy there.

"Sir, someone's coming. The voice of the man shouted out the package," I replied immediately.

"Em ...," He was silent for a moment. "Open up is okay." Sounds like a pile of documents from there.

"Alright, Sir. Then—"

"Remember! Don't be recalcitrant. Take a break and don't come out before I ask," he said, before long, our phone line was cut off.

Mr ....

At that moment, I felt overwhelmed by his attitude. Maybe my mind was wrong all along. I thought he was so arrogant and unconquerable. But in fact, he can be warm to me. Almost the crystal crystal grains came out of hiding because they felt haru.

Cecilia, look! Turns out Jackson proved what he said to you.

I also don't want to bother Jackson who's at work. I deliberately didn't call again because he seemed to be very busy there. I just let it go and refocused it on someone at the door.

Alright.

I immediately walked to the door to open it. I hope the one that comes is not one of Jackson's enemies. Jackson has also allowed me to open the door. It means that outside is not a trap or a person that is dangerous to me.

I opened the door to see who was coming. And it turns...

"With Miss Cecilia?" The delivery man asked while smiling at me.

"Yes, right. Who, huh?" I'm a little worried.

"Sorry, Miss. I was asked to deliver this package. Please sign Miss at the recipient" she said, handing me the receipt along with the questioner.

I don't know what the contents of this package are. I'll handle it if I get the package. The courier gave the package to me. However, when I received the package...

"Good ... How heavy?!" I'm confused as to why this package is so heavy. "What package, huh?" I asked the courier.

"This package is from Mr. Jackson, Miss. Please spend it in one day, yes. Excuse me." He smiled and bowed to me. The courier soon left in front of me.

From Jackson? Spent in one day? What's it all about?

I'm curious. I closed the door immediately while carrying this package. He said from Jackson. Right or not, let's just open the package.

"Message from her?"

When opening the package, it turns out this package is indeed true from Jackson. He wrote a message on a piece of paper at the top of his package.

Baby, spend it in a day. Don't be reckless!

"Huh ...?!" Instantly I shuddered amusedly reading his message.

Tumben he sent a message like this? Is he crazy?

I don't know why I am so amused when I read the message. It was like meeting another Jackson. He doesn't usually rule me with a word of pampering. Or maybe the one who writes is not himself, but someone else? I don't know. Let's see the package.

Then I opened the seal of the cover of this large container. I saw the contents, and it turned out...

"Jeez Jackson?!!"

Twenty liters of fruit salad with a variety of tropical fruits that have been cut into small pieces. And all this I have to spend in one day.

I clap my forehead while crouching on the living room floor. I can't believe Jackson asked me to spend twenty litres of fruit salad a day. This is totally insane.

Honey, but not like Jackson!

Still in disbelief having to eat fruit salad all day, I went to the kitchen to see the contents of the refrigerator. I opened the fridge door, and there was fast food I could eat for breakfast and lunch. But it turns out .. does not exist.

He really wanted to take me out apparently.

Obviously last night I saw a lot of food in his fridge. But by noon, there was no more. There are only a few bottles of red wine, health supplements and muscle-building milk. Should I eat this? It's not possible.

Okay, Jackson. No food, I can order online.

Then I went back to the living room, picked up a cell phone to order food online. But apparently, the online food messaging application on my phone also no longer exists.

Aarrrghh...

Instantly I felt annoyed myself. He seems to rule my world so much that my stomach traffic must also be arranged. Really annoying.

Oh, my God, Jackson, that's so bad. I had to have lunch with just this fruit salad. Where can I be full?

I grumbled. Coinciding with that ringing my phone rang, awakening me from the anger that was flaring up. I see if Jackson's the one who called me. I immediately picked up the phone from him.

It's a coincidence, sir. Let's fight. "Hello?" I answered half-heartedly.

"Have eaten all his deliveries?" tanyanya relaxes to me.

Eaten up? Hey, Jackson! Do you think I'm being asked to eat this much fruit? I'm not a frugivora. I'm Cecilia!

"Em, Sir. You're so kind as to give me a litre of fruit salad. I'm really moved." I pretended to be happy to receive a package from her while putting on a nauseous face.

"You have to eat a lot of fruit, Cecilia. After being full, come to Angkasa Group. Oliver is waiting for you there," he said, as if insensitive to my words.

"Waiting?" I was surprised to hear that.

"Yes. Come over there and talk about your business at that company. I'll catch up." He explains.

"A dwarfs? Sir, may this be what you're talking about first?"

"Sstt. Don't talk too much, just follow. Okay, Baby?" He easily said so.

"Em, okay." I felt like I had no power to argue.

"See you later, my Sly Fox." He turned off the phone.

Whahuh? Sly fox?!

I saw Jackson's name on my phone screen. His capricious attitude made my blood tension go down. He told me to obey without listening to my explanation. Jackson is a bitch.

Okay, Cecilia. Just eat what is. Enjoy twenty liters of fruit salad and immediately go to Angkasa Group. The full, yes.

If it wasn't for love, Jackson would've detonated the Hiroshima bomb. It made my heart want to track it. So I thought, when can he be static with me? Stay and not change?

"It turns out good too."

I tasted fruit salad with my coffee spoon. It seems to taste great. While grumbling in the heart, while chewing food. Being able to relax in his apartment is very rare. So I just enjoy it until the stomach is full. Because after this I will return to face the business world that makes my stomach nauseous.

Go, Cecilia!