Chapter 16 _____ Only he can see her naked!

" Am I going to die..Why do I keep seeing Victor Reynolds everywhere..", Janet mumbled under her breath, still half-drunk as she was being carried out for her apartment. Victor could only sigh at the little tornado in his arms. That demeanor like brat is gone now. She made a face like a puppy. Her slightly painted lips were pouted cutely. It was hard to resist this temptress in his arms.

Zaid who had been closely monitoring his master swallowed hard at the audacity of this girl. Last time, the local gangster had lost all his teeth when he called Victor a spoiled brat. But during the ride, he couldn't even count how many times Janet had cursed, mentioning his name.

Did they get their lady boss finally?

Taking all these conclusions in his mind, Zaid literally fell on his knees in front of Janet mentally. Finally, they had someone to pursue the big boss who was like an ice cube, so cold and emotionless. Out of courtesy, Zaid went out first, offering his hand quickly,

" Sir, let me help you with...ah..."

Victor didn't say a word except staring at Zaid. That one expression told him that he should stay the fuck away from his girl. Zaid took his hands back reflexively and didn't dare to move further. Victor turned around to walk into the building swiftly. Luckily, they managed to empty this place before coming. However, it was late at night and no one was going to walk around casually. Besides, his boss seemed to not take care of anyone.

The sleeping woman kept mumbling in her sleep. She carried an expression like she had been wronged miserably. Even Victor took a moment to look at her face closely. If it wasn't for the dark light outside, he couldn't even notice the frown between her temples.

Who made her sad?

His strong arms tightened around her little body. At the same time, an invisible urge to protect this woman had crossed his mind. He wanted to hide her from everyone if it was possible. Was it because she rejected him or he was being too rational, he took her as his woman as soon as he saw her in the hospital.

Zaid opened her apartment door cautiously. It was a small, two roomed apartment. Things were messy around the place which proved that she didn't have anyone to live with. The indoor aura carried a lonely vibe. Victor peeked inside first. When he noticed the condition inside, he immediately thought of renovating but however he didn't even get that approval from her.

Tilting his head aside, he made an order for Zaid in a low voice,

" Find what or whom she met today."

Zaid was going to say that he was stepping out of his boundaries. That stubborn girl didn't even agree to date her yet he was sacrificing everything already. But the apartment door was slammed shut right in front of his face. It meant another way that he wasn't welcome inside. Poor Zaid could only curse himself before heading outside to comply with his order.

Inside the apartment, the small room suddenly lightened up, disturbing the girl's sleep who didn't care about opening her eyes. When he heard her low rumble, Victor felt helpless. Out of no choice, he had to switch off the light again to give her a better environment.

Then he walked effortlessly for the bed, dropping her carefully. She rolled on the other side with a moan and went back to sleep again. Victor pursued his lips tightly. Never in his life, he had been wronged like this before. But his consciousness worked fast this time. From her medical history, he found that over alcohol could lead her body to danger. If he assumed right, she had too much already in her stomach today.

Leaving the girl in her sleep, Victor walked over to the little corridor, a crystal glass was over showing the night view of the city outside. He lit up a cigarette before calling the man for a suggestion.

The other party picked the phone as soon as it was connected. Cold, humorous voices just like him echoed through the speaker,

" Hello, Mr.Reynolds. Why do I have this honor of Getting late night calls from you?"

Victor rubbed his left temple with his other hand, replied after releasing his smoke,

" You know, you are bad at joking. Why do you even joke?"

Such a tone for teasing someone was equal to frightening someone like a ghost. It sounded like he was a ghost who was trying to scare people.

" Jerk!", came another harsh response from the phone. Victor seemed less affected by his behavior. He knew how his friend was. No matter what happens, he wouldn't dare to hang up his phone on his face unlike other top doctors in this city who never got the chance to talk to him. When the reporters asked for the reason behind his anti-social and unapproachable attitude, he simply told them that ' he wasn't in the mood to pickup anyone's call.'

Victor calmly asked, keeping his voice low in case it disturbs her sleep,

" How to take care of a drunk woman?"

The world went silent around them. The other person on the phone was probably too stunned to say anything since a long minute had passed. But he didn't ask too much and replied like a professional,

" Is she sober or lost consciousness already?"

Victor took a quick glance of her sleeping posture. Dragging small puffs leisurely, he replied in a low voice,

" Lost consciousness and sleeping."

The other person on the phone noted everything mentally. As if he was seeking a solution, he spoke after pausing their conversation for a while,

" Can you make her naked or..you can ask someone else like staff or...?"

" NO...", Victor cut off his words without hesitation. Then he added it again, emphasizing his words carefully,

" Only I can see her naked. Tell me what I have to

do now!"