THE DUDA LIMITED CONTRACT

THE DUDA LIMITED CONTRACT
There's a Worry



"Please go up to the third floor. First room there." He's welcoming.


"Thank you." I immediately went up to the floor.


In Ase's room...


Cold, that's how I felt when I entered this vast room. Where the padded chair was there and the master of the room was looking busy signing some documents. I said hello as I smiled at him. And I saw him watching my appearance today.


"Sir?" With a smile I was still standing at the door.


"Call me the same as before." She insinuates.


That dark atmosphere was somehow I felt as she said that. Or am I overly concerned about his attitude?


"Em, sorry, sir." And I finally understood what he wanted.


"Sit down and read this deal." He said firmly to me.


I swallowed spit. The man I saw today was very different from the one I saw last night. He was even more terrifying because there was no smile at all. Is he really the boss of this place?


"Good, sir."


I quickly read the agreement he had made. Sentences per sentence, word for word. And I don't think anything's too heavy for me. Until I finally found an additional paragraph under this agreement.


The first party has the right to touch the second party even if the second party does not like it. But the second party is prohibited from touching the first party if not requested. This agreement is valid until the agreement expires.


And that's the extra paragraph I read.


Uh! Nah! People don't seem to touch me. After all, I'm just a worker. Consider it an actress who is playing a drama. He was asked to do anything and get paid. I don't think I mind too much.


While reading that extra paragraph, right then and there my mind started going everywhere. I told him he could be free to do anything. I was not allowed by him. I have to wait to be asked by him. But what if that touch lapses into the bed game? Am I silent and I cannot refuse?


"Em, Mister." I started talking.


He glanced sharply at me.


"Look this." I also began to carefully speak. "This extra linea worries me a little. What if the touch in question leads us to a bed scene? Can't I just refuse it?" my question, straight to the core.


He put down his expensive pen and put his hands together in front of me. "You want to hold me accountable if that happens?" askalanya.


"Sure, Sir." I'm sure I said it.


He smiled cynically at me. "Do you think I want to touch a bad duck like you?" He asked again which one made my heart ache.


She was?!


The man in front of me stood up. Walking slowly around me while putting both of his hands into his pants pocket. "Don't fantasize too high. My taste is not like you. Besides I gave you a job because Grandma asked me to. So if you mind accepting it, I don't mind either" he said, with unconcerned intonation.


It is so sad that my heart hears it. It turns out that a girl like me is considered meaningless. He said coldly and coldly to me. As if needless. However, since it's a work matter, I shouldn't get carried away. I had to put my feelings aside for that big paycheck.


"alright. Then what am I supposed to do?" I also started to turn into a heartless person. Because in my brain there is only money and money.