falsely
Sex never happened again. His thick eyebrows furrowed in an immerse madness while he was looking at the pile of papers in front of him.
He's a CEO to be reminded. And he's fucking exhausted more than words.
He felt mo energy to work, from the time he left his house, he never eaten anything nor drink of water or tea. Always coffee as his choice.
His lips pursed, wanting to bite harder to prevent his hunger, his tummy cramming of food at any time.
"Fucking papers!" He hissed as he tapped the glass table causing the paper to flew down the floor of his majestic office.
If only he wasn't the most expected person in the family to manage the family's business, he wouldn't have been in trouble.
It seems that his situation got even more difficult when the family business grew even more since he became the CEO.
Achilles frowned while his stomach rumbled due to hunger.