395 He Is My Type

Andrew fell asleep while leaning on his executive chair. He just felt so good and more relaxed when Alveena was massaging him. Being tired and exhausted for today was another factor that he drifted off to sleep without even realizing it.

Alveena also noticed that Andrew was already sleeping when she looked down to check on him. He was comfortably leaning on the backrest of his seat with his eyes closed. 

The frown on his forehead a while ago already disappeared. He looked peaceful while he was sound asleep. Because of tiredness, he slept like a baby.

Alveena tried her best not to make a sound so that she would not interrupt Andrew in his siesta time. She smiled at his sleeping figure as she didn't expect Andrew to fall asleep that easily.

"Poor, Big Boss. He is really tired today," Alveena murmured to herself while stretching her arms. She somehow felt sorry for him.