Whiter

The Part 13

Today Jared works productively even though he sleeps for only four hours. Difficulty sleeping has become a habit but this time the fatigue caused is different. He can't even define his feelings. Several times Jared got a phone call from Olivia who he asked to inform Davin. One of the confidants who took care of his personal matters, Simon, had also been instructed to take care of the needs of his wife and child.

It's lunch time. Jared put down all the files he was managing and then somehow the desire came from where, he checked his backup phone. His chest felt tight when he saw a message from Shanon waiting for him there. Hells! Is it true that he was waiting for the receptionist's message? Why does he feel so excited?

Have a good lunch.

Jared felt so silly. Something this small can make him happy. Didn't he hate the presence of that woman all this time? Why is he waiting for it now? Goddamnit!

It's possible that this happened because of Shanon's help yesterday afternoon. Jared squinted his eyes, or has this all started since Shanon's reckless kiss on him?

No.no.

Did ya? Is it true that he missed the presence of Shanon until everything just exploded after not meeting for 3 days?

Jared put down the phone and rubbed his face. What are you thinking about Jared? You're like a kasmaran teenager who craves a lot of things.

It's better that he goes to Davin to see his condition than to keep thinking about things that are not worth thinking about.

In the lobby, Jared saw no sign of Shanon. He took a deep breath before leaving the company. Albert was waiting for him with the car door open.

"Good day, Mr. Jared," said Albert bowing. Jared nodded before entering. He was nervous because of something. I don't know why he feels unsettled.

As he was about to exit the company area, his eyes caught the two people who were having lunch together so calmly. Shannon and Hans. They seem to get along well while enjoying their lunch time. Without deepening the feelings he felt, he turned his attention in the other direction. That's none of his business.

After meeting Davin and having lunch, Jared returned to the office with mixed feelings. The weather was so hot that it wanted to explode at any moment. When entering the office lobby he immediately found Shanon who was busy with his work. Jared clenched his teeth before taking a quick step towards the elevator.

From the beginning he shouldn't have thought about and started this kind of thing.

He would only spend time playing around with someone who would never belong to him.

Shanon clearly saw Jared passing by with a grim face. What's wrong with her? Should he send another message? He shouldn't be sending so many messages anytime soon. Curiosity was so strong to tease him. How do I know what the man is thinking?

"Shanon, are you having drinks later this afternoon?" lowy asked excitedly.

"Drink? With who?"

"Some employees are here. Come on, at least to celebrate your return after that."

Shanon scratches his non-itchy head. "Uh... Okay. Alright. But I can't linger."

Lowy nodded. "I knew. We're just drinking tired."

"Oh yeah, do the employees who will come later not mind if I come?" shanon asked with a stiff gesture. "You know since that incident some people have found me guilty as well as full of misfortune."

Lowy exhaled a long breath while stroking Shanon's shoulder. "Just calm. They know you're innocent. If anyone objects then I'll protect you."

"Thanks," he muttered timidly.

Shanon thinks of a way to meet Jared before he goes out with his co-worker for drinks at the bar. Jared didn't return the message, nor did he show up since noon. The man also looked gloomy. Did something happen? What happened the other day is still unresolved?

Hey, we'll have a drink at the bar after work. Could it be if you joined?

Two hours passed after he sent the message, there were no signs of reply from Jared at all. This made Shanon worried and decided to contact Fira by phone at the reception desk.

"Hello, Mr. Secretary. Jared's here. Can I help you?" answer Fira.

"Hello Fir's. It's Shanon. Did Mr. Jared's in his room?"

"Shanon?" Fira's tone of voice turned flat. "Oh he's in his room. You are forbidden to come to his room. It's an order."

"I know that. Is she okay?" shanon continued without a second thought.

"Are you his wife?" said Fira started to pollinate.

Shanon. "I'm just asking as an employee who's amazed at him."

"Have stopped this, Shanon. Mr. Jared's busy working, and so am I. I hung up on him."

The call just ends.

Shanon. He is fine and working. Jared did only reply to his message once but his feelings said something was going on. Shanon became increasingly unsettled. Something's wrong here.

Lowy and 7 of the company's staff are now sitting in the bar stool along with Shanon. They've been drinking a few beers while chatting a lot of things especially about fatigue about work. Shannon was not interested. He looks at his phone and hopes Jared replies and says that everything is fine.

Without realizing it, someone was sitting next to him. A man who is not his co-worker.

"Hey miss. You're here yourself?"

Shanon ignored her by sipping his beer.

"Would I buy you a drink?"

The stranger made Shanon sick.

"I don't know you so don't overdo it" she said cynically then got off her seat.

"I'm going to the toilet" he whispered to Lowy. Shannon's steps were so rigid when entering the toilet. He looked at himself who looked super anxious. It's instinct. He knew his bond with Jared was strong. Something must be making Jared nervous.

He reached into his bag and called Jared but his number was off. Shanon tightened his lips. He won't calm down until he gets reassurance from Jared. It's still 8 o'clock. Hopefully Jared is still in the office because now Shanon has decided to meet him there.

"Did something bad happen?" ask her friend to worry.

"No."

"Okay. Careful."

Shanon nodded and then walked away. His determination to arrive faster at the company was so big that he stopped the taxi without a second thought. This time he was willing to spend the money to meet Jared and find out what happened to him.

Upon arrival at the company, Shanon ran quickly towards the entrance.

Jimmy was still sitting in his place making Shanon think long so as not to be suspected.

"Hi Jim's. You haven't come home yet?"

"Yet. The director is still inside" replied Jimmy who gave the clue what he wanted. "What are you doing here?"

"I left my wallet in the locker."

"Oh."

"Then I go in, yes" said Shanon stepped into the lobby. Lucky Jimmy didn't follow.

The knock of his shoes was so hard in the middle of the office sunyinya. He quickly got into the elevator to the director's room. In his heart he could only hope for Fira to come home. Elevator clinking indicates he arrived at his destination. His steps were slow, getting slower as he approached the director's door. Slowly he opened Jared's door.

Sure enough, the man was still in his room. Not at work but sitting facing New York City buildings with a glass of wine in hand.

"I told you to go home first, Fira," his stern voice made Shanon's heart beat.

Instead of leaving, Shanon stepped in and closed the door behind him. Jared must have sensed something strange because if Fira were to enter then he would definitely reply to his superior's statement. As expected, Jared turned around and found Shanon standing there.

Shanon could see Jared's sharp eyes in the dim lighting in the room.

"You okay?" shanon asked, getting closer.

"Why are you here? Go."

"No." Shanon sharpened his vision. "I want to see you. Is everything okay?"

Jared clucked cynically. "What is your business?"

"I just want to know."

"Why do you want to know? You're just my subordinate."

That scathing sentence hurt Shanon's feelings a little, but he was determined to face Jared no matter what his condition.

"Is it really like that, Jared?" Shanon softens his voice and rests his body on Jared's front desk.

"What do you want from me?" Jared put down the drink. "Money? The department? Popularity?"

Shanon showed a slanted smile. He has to be himself at a moment like this. Jared wants to play around then he will serve. Shanon is even ready to go further in this relationship.

"I want to have you."

Jared linked his fingers with elbows resting on the table. "You're so greedy with wanting to have everything."

"Why pretend?" shanon said with eyes full of constancy. "Every woman wants something that can benefit her. No need for hypocrites. Which people want to live miserable?"

Jared laughed a little. "Is the treasure of the head of the HRD not enough for you?"

Ah... Shannon finally got it. Jared must have been jealous of her closeness to Hans. He smiled slanted. Eventually this man showed interest in her.

Well... Job done, Shanon.

"I don't want what he has."

Both of Jared's eyebrows shot up with a slanted smile on his lips. "Then you want what I have?"

Shanon stepped around his desk so casually that he now stands right next to Jared. He licked his lower lip with a very sensual gesture then bit his lower lip.

"You jealous?"

Jared avoided eye contact with Shanon. "I'm not someone who can feel that way about you."

"Him." Shannon touched Jared's cheek with her plump fingers. "I'm glad you feel it."

As fast as lightning Jared cupped Shanon's hand and squeezed it hard. The light of the man's blazing eyes made Shanon even more challenged.

"What kind of woman are you, Shanon? You want a married man?"

"It'll never stop me" Shanon said with a soft whisper. "I'm an ambitious woman."

"You don't feel ashamed of yourself?"

"For what?" Shannon quickly dropped herself on Jared's lap and placed her hand on the man's neck. He drew his face closer to the remaining few centages of distance between them and said, "I'm just taking back what should have been mine."

The sentence gave off a confused look on Jared's face. Shanon smiled faintly before finally putting her pink lips right on Jared's seductive lips. He pressed down on Jared's neck while deepening his kiss. Shanon initially thought Jared would refuse to even slap him but seconds after Shanon's movements began, Jared began replying by clenching his lips.