Chapter 1 Procure

"Shielyn..." I heard Kier call my name. His voice is calm and serious.

I'm sitting on the sofa while watching a Chinese Drama.

I look at him, and he's wearing his usual outfit, which is corporate attire. His hair is a bit messy, which adds to his looks. He’s always wearing a coat. I know he is a CEO, but maybe that's his favorite outfit, and he looks more attractive. I looked at Kier’s eyes, and I met his gaze. His jet-black eyes focused on mine as if he were capturing me.

His long lashes that I had wished that mine were like his.

I looked at him and didn't say anything.

He sighed and loosened his necktie. I shifted my attention to what he was doing on his necktie. He’s reducing it in a sexy way and in slow motion.

"Are you done with my laptop?" He simply asked, and I got back to my senses.

Did I fantasize about how he loosened his tie?

What should I say? I broke his laptop. I borrowed his computer, I broke mine, and I need to finish work because I haven't finished my work at the company.

I stood up and looked at him. I need to look up to meet his gaze finally. I'm not that tall.

"Ken, Don't be mad." I nervously said and played with my fingers.

Even though I don't talk to and get along with him daily since he is busy with the companies, I know how he gets angry. I closed my eyes tightly. I hear a lot from his employees how he scolds them every day, but he doesn't fire them, and I heard from my co-workers who moved to the company where I work that he's really strict and always mad when their work does not meet his standards.

His forehead furrowed.

"What!" He asked, a little bit annoyed and he’s being impatience.

"I broke your laptop." I lowered my voice, and I couldn’t look at him.

From being irritated, his face became mad. There’s danger in his eyes. He was staring at me senseless and dangerous.

"Lyn, what the fuck?!" He hissed. I cringed and got nervous because of his reaction.

I feel like my boss is scolding me.

"Damn! I lent you, and you know that my files are there!" He roared.

"Wait, why do you get angry right away? I'll bring it to the repair shop,” I defend.

"And then, if you don't want to, I will buy you a new one."

Kier  Looked at me in disbelief, asking If I was insane.

"That's not the issue here!" He tried to calm himself and glared at me.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to.” My voice trailed off. I lowered my gaze and avoided his deadly glare.

He closes his eyes tightly and sits on the sofa. He comfortably rested his back on the couch. Based on my observation, he had a long day, and his eyebags said out loud that he’s been working hard.

Earlier, he was home. He opened his eyes, and they met my gaze again. I looked away and heard him say.

"Come here," he said in a deep voice while seriously looking at me.

I swallowed hard. Is Kier going to scold me? Is he going to shout at me? Spank me? I am playing with my fingers nervously.

I didn't come near him because I was nervous and my palm was sweating. He’s stupid, too; he’s a businessman. Kier should know and be aware of losing files; he must back them up. My manager always reminds us to back up our files if we accidentally lose them or they become corrupt. I must buy him a brain, a flash drive, and common sense.

"Are you deaf?!" He asked in annoyance. His brow furrowed.

"You will come near me, or I'll punish you." He said and threatened me. He’s giving me dagger glares too.

Why does he want me to come closer?

I stayed in my position.

"I'm sorry,” I said while trembling.

"Why can't I be angry with you?" He murmured.

He murmured something, but I didn't hear it.

I felt him approach me.

"You're stubborn, huh" I lifted my gaze as he was already in front of me.

Now I stare at him more closely. The size of his eye bags and the darkening under her eyes. The depth of his gaze on me.

Her hair was a bit messy, the first three buttons of her polo were open, and he had already taken off the coat he was wearing earlier. He has messy hair, and he looks stressed. I didn't expect his next move. He held my hand and pulled me; his left hand was on my waist.

He kisses me.

He's kissing me! I mean, his lips pressed against mine. My eyes widened, and I just stared at him. He closed his eyes and felt the moment. Kier's lips pressed to mine, but I could feel that he was releasing his frustration. He pulled me closer as he pressed his lips to mine. He bit my lower lip before he released my lips.

"There! That's your payment." He cooly said, got his coat on the sofa, and left me hanging. He walks away as if nothing has happened.

I was just stunned here in the living room and not moving. My brain is still processing what Kier did.

I touch my lower bit out of a sudden. My first kiss, Kier stole my first; I don't know whether I'll cry or get mad.

He never kissed me nor kissed me on our wedding day. He just kissed my cheeks that time, and after the reception, he returned to work, and I did the same.

What's with him?

What was his trip, and he was kissing all of a sudden? We are not close. Yeah, I forgot we’re married, and he has the rights, but I didn't give him my permission! How dare he!

We are just civil to each other. Kier is fetching me when I am with my friends; we are friends who are not too close.

I closed my eyes tightly because I was disgusted; he stole a kiss. Even though I want to get mad, I can't do anything because it has already happened. I just messed up my hair in annoyance.

"WHY?!" Vane cried.

"Why?!" She repeated while crying.

Mia gave Vane a tissue, and Vane took it.

"You're stupid! You're fragile! Do You fall to that lizard?! My God! You only talked for one month, and you fell! Look what happened; now you will cry because he ghosted you!" Mia growled while gritting her teeth.

Ghosting is what we call people who suddenly disappear. After work, she invited us because she's broken about that guy she had nearly talked about for a month and can't contact him anymore. It's hard to find true love now; the definition of love now is about playing dumb if you use it.

"Our friend is fragile," Layla playfully smiled. Maybe she’s tired of Vane. Who wouldn’t? We are all tired of her drama and repeated failed relationships.

I fix her hair, which has been messy because she keeps on crying buckets of tears.

"Vane..." I called her name gently and fixed her hair.

"When you just meet, don't fall right away; you don't know if the person is serious about you," I said gently.

"There are a lot of cheaters now; you must learn your lesson," I advised her softly so that she wouldn’t get it in the wrong way. I am still concerned about her, and she is my friend. I do not want to be incorrect.

"His g-g-good looking, and then he always picks me up at w-work, then he always invites me on a date," she hardly wiped her tears.

"Then he said he was different from the men who ghosted me." She cried again.

Mia and Layla laughed at her statement.

"You're foolish and fragile!" Mia said, and Vane started crying again. Ann and I comforted her.

My friends and I all laugh.

Layla laughed at what Vane said.

"You can get into trouble. Vane, at least one time, just in case your stupidity is reduced." Layla said, annoyed.

While Mia was laughing, I knew she was disappointed with our friend's stupidity. How many times has this scenario been like this? Vane is being ghosted by random boys and crying over it.

"I'll introduce you to someone," Ann said.

"But when he gets bored, he'll dump you," Ann said and laughed. She's making fun of her.

We laughed.

"Selena!" She called my name in annoyance and cried harder.

“I thought you were with me? Why are you laughing with them?” She leaned her head on my shoulder and cried.

"Promise, this will be the last time," she lifted her head and showed us her hands, making a promise; she wiped her tears and got the beer bottle.

"Let's cheer." Vane raised the bottle of tequila.

"How many more promises will you make and break after a handsome man approaches you?" Layla counted her fingers and stopped.

"Oh my! countless times!"  Mia.

Vane pouted.

"Layla, you're mean!" She glared at her in annoyance.

"I swear this will be the last time I won't fall again that easily, and no man can hurt me again!" She desperately said, and she was holding the bottle of tequila hard.

Mia cursed while laughing, and we did not believe her words.

Vane threw a tissue on Mia’s face because of annoyance.

"Let's have a bet," Ann said seriously while looking at us.

"For?" Layla asked while raising her eyebrow and drinking from her glass.

"If this," she pointed at Vane.

"Our stupid friend fall in love again. If she fell in love again, you bet you will to the people who said Vane would fall again.

"I'm in!" Mia greedily said, and Layla put money on the table.

"Five  thousand dollars on me, I'll bet!"

"What?!" Vane reacted.

"What kind of friends are you all?!" She can't believe this.

"We're tired of advising you and hearing about your story repeatedly. It's time to benefit from it," Layla said while smirking.