Trapped In A Fake Relationship

Wylynn wanted to strangle Naia at the moment. This was precisely why she never told Naia about her office romance.

Wylynn raised her head slightly to meet Levi’s intense gaze. His eyes were unfathomably mesmerizing, and Wylynn adored them. His eyes sparkled like the galaxy, and Wylynn couldn’t help but get lost in them.

At times Levi stared at her like this; Wylynn could feel there was more to their relationship than just fun and pleasure.

"That’s nonsense. Naia didn’t know what she was talking about. I didn't mean it that way, Boss." Wylynn nervously defended herself.

Levi kept his stance ambiguous and serious. "Didn’t mean what? The one where she said you were looking for your next boyfriend or the one where I couldn’t satisfy you?” Levi asked as he lifted her chin up with his finger.

Wylynn quickly shook her head in response. “Both of them. They’re just a bunch of nonsense that Naia made up.”

Silence engulfed them for a moment as their banter turned into an intense gaze battle. Wylynn didn’t want to play a losing game where she couldn’t win, but she risked it. Although she didn’t want to admit it, his eyes had become her weakness. Levi eventually withdrew his hand and stepped away from her, giving her room to breathe.

Just as Wylynn was about to heave a sigh of relief, Levi pulled the chair beside her and sat down. He faced her and took out a cigarette case from his pocket. Wylynn watched as Levi took the last stick before throwing the case in the trash can under her table. Levi pressed the lighter and lit the cigarette. He took a deep puff before facing her.

"Let’s talk about how you feel then," he said.

Wylynn raised a brow, confused. “How do I feel about what?”

Levi put the joint back in his mouth and took a long drag before exhaling smoke. He then rolled the cuffs of his sleeves before answering, “Sleeping with me.”

Wylynn was taken aback by his straightforward question. Levi didn’t look like he was joking at all. In fact, he sounded calm and sincere, making Wylynn highly uncomfortable.

Wylynn couldn’t meet his eyes this time. “Boss, we’re at work,” she said, her voice almost inaudible.

"So? It's lunch break now," Levi said, glancing at his watch. "I want to chat with you, can't I?" he added. He was starting to enjoy this now. He didn’t expect he’d enjoy teasing Wylynn.

He patiently waited for Wylynn to answer. Wylynn, on the other hand, didn’t know what to say. In fact, when Levi dropped the question, she started to question herself too. What did she feel about him? At first, it was only for pleasure, until he confused her.

"Isn’t this harassment? We’re both at work. I’m here as an employee and you as my Boss. I don’t think it’s appropriate for you to ask something like that," Wylynn said, irritated.

Levi broke into fits of laughter at her answer. He raised his hands as a surrender and asked, "Fine, what is not harassment for you then?"

He tilted his head for a moment, as if thinking, then asked, "I think I asked the same question when we were in bed, and you think it’s fun, but now you call it harassment when I ask it at work?"

Wylynn felt cornered at Levi’s interrogation. She hesitated to speak up because they were at work, and he was the Boss. On the other hand, she knew Levi would just go on and tease her if she didn’t say anything. They weren’t exactly in a special kind of relationship to talk about feelings anyway.

"Boss, you already have a fiancée. You got yourself a teenager as well. Don’t you think you’re setting a bad example for him? Let’s not make our relationship more complicated than it already is, shall we?" Wylynn said adamantly.

Levi’s brows furrowed at her tone. The cigarette between his fingers was already half-lit. He tapped off the ash, and just as he was about to speak, his phone rang again.

"What's the matter?" Levi answered.

Wylynn took this as an opportunity to escape. She took the cup and headed for the pantry, but Levi grabbed her arm as soon as she got up. Levi didn’t want her to leave; he wasn’t done with her yet. Wylynn saw the cigarette between his fingers, just centimeters away from her skin. She then felt something warm pooling inside her, but it wasn’t because of the heat or the smoke, but his touch.

Meanwhile, Jad asked Levi on the phone, "Yohan is going to move into the dormitories this Saturday. Will you accompany him, or should I?"

Levi sat in the chair and rested his elbows on the armrest. He looked up at Wylynn, contemplating, before he replied, "I’m quite busy. I think you should go."