Chapter Seven

"Since Editor Cruz only drank a little, so I don't think her reaction will last long. Take her to your house and… I don't know, maybe tell her to take care of it herself or whatever?

Maybe a few times."

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Andrew opened the door and took Macy out of the car.

Oh, this is really a situation that he didn't expect to happen in his life. Especially Macy, his editor who has to experience this kind of risk. After closing the car door, Andrew hugged Macy again and took her to the elevator.

Well, Andrew hasn't told David yet that he and Editor Cruz are neighbors.

Initially he thought to bring the Editor home to her apartment and let her take care of the problem on her own. But David has emphasized that he must also be responsible for taking care of the woman until the problem is solved. After all, he was guilty of not throwing the bottles away.

David is right, I should have listened to him more.

Andrew pressed the button and the elevator door opened.

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David looked at the Editor's car and the keys in his hand.

Because Andrew brought the woman in his car, he had to take care of the editor's car. But David doesn't know the woman's home address.

“Should I take her car to St. Havens?” he muttered.

But that would raise questions instead and he knows that it is the last thing that should happen.

Moreover, he is sure that some employees know that the Editor went to Andrew's studio.

Well… he doesn't need to create a new problem.

"Then where should I take this car?"

Then he thought of something. Andrew took the Editor to his apartment, so it made the most sense to take the woman's car to Andrew's apartment building and leave the keys. So, she can go home. That's after the problem is solved.

David then opened the car door and climbed inside. He started the car engine then fastened the seatbelt. When he was about to drive the car, his attention was drawn to a photo of a small child sitting on the dashboard.

He smiled faintly.

"Well, she has an adorable son."

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Hani frowned.

"Why isn't she answering the phone?"

She had tried several times to contact Macy. But the woman did not answer the call. Finally, she remembers the message sent by her friend saying that she is very busy with three novels by one of the famous writers who had started to enter the printing stage. However, that does not mean Macy can ignore calls from her.

Moreover, this relates to information about Marcus' custody trial.

Hani sighed softly then decided to just send a message.

Hey, are you so busy that you can't answer my calls?

It's about Marcus' custody trial.

Call me asap, okay?

After sending the message, Hani returned to her other work. After all, sooner or later Macy will surely read the message and contact her immediately.

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Andrew laid Macy's body on the bed.

He put her bag on the floor and sat on the edge of the bed to take off Macy's shoes and socks. Every now and then he noticed that the Editor's face was red and seemed to be in pain.

Oh, of course! Especially if you need a sexual outlet. And the fact that she just divorced her husband...

Andrew took a deep breath. He had to tell the woman about her problem.

“Editor Cruz… can you hear me?” said Andrew.

But Macy did not show any response.

“Editor Cruz, I know you feel…” Andrew was silent for a moment. He was at a loss for words. Even though he is a writer who often plays with words. “You must feel uncomfortable. Well… you can… Uhm do that . I-I'll wait outside. D-don't worry. I won't listen."

Oh, that sounds so awkward. And at the same time so perverted.

He then walked out of the room and closed the door with one thing in mind: he had to prepare new sheets.

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On the other hand, Macy really felt tortured.

She couldn't control her own body. Especially with the Writer on her side who did not help the situation to get better. Her pants were already wet since they were in the elevator.

The smell of Andrew's cologne, the man's temperature, the touch of his hand and the sound of his breath.

All of these things made her increasingly lose control of her body. And Macy knows she needs other things.

She moaned.

Macy buried her face on the clean sheet then hiss. She could still smell the scent of the writer's body piercing through her nose.

Macy had never felt a surge of passion like this before. Even when she made love to Ken before.

No! Don't think about him, Macy! Don't think about him!

She then took off her pants belt and unzipped it.

“Fuck!”

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Andrew gulped down the water in the glass.

It's been almost fifteen minutes. But it seems the Editor is still not finished. Dimly, he can still hear her moaning and sighing from his room. Andrew could have chosen to wait outside the apartment but his legs were too heavy to step out. So he decided to wait in the kitchen.

Before long, he heard the door open. Andrew turned and saw David coming. The man approached him and put Macy's car keys on the kitchen counter. He looked at the key.

“I think it's better to bring it here. I don't know her address and she's at your house anyway, right?” said his Agent.

Andrew opened his mouth and was about to say that the Editor's house is just in front of his apartment unit. But he chose not to say anything. He closed his mouth again and nodded slightly.

"She's not done yet?" asked David.

"Not yet. Are you sure there's no way to stop the drug reaction?"

His cousin sighed. "This is a stimulant drug, Andrew. Even from the doctor's note I received, it wasn't written clearly how to deal with it except with… well, you know! I'm sure the reaction will wear off with time."

"But how long? It's been almost fifteen minutes."

"I do not know. Should I call the doctor and ask?”

Andrew snorted. He knows that David wouldn't even dare to do it. But he just can't wait until night, right? He needs to clean his bed. Oh, to be honest, Andrew won't be sleeping in that bed for a long time. He might even end up changing his bed.

His cousin shuddered when he heard the Editor's long sigh. Andrew's expression also looks so tense.

"Is it finished?" mumbled David.

"Who knows..."

Then came the sound of the woman's groaning again. He sighed. "It has not yet."

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Macy's face was already wet with tears.

She doesn't know how many times she has reached her peak, but her passion still hasn't subsided. Her body was already sore. She needs help. Currently, she can not do it alone.

But then she felt someone come and sit on the edge of the bed. The person pulled her body into a sitting position. She raised her head and saw the face of a man who was so close to hers.

Oh, Macy can recognize the man.

From the touch of his hand on her face which wiped the tears from her cheeks. The roar of his warm breath on the surface of her skin. The scent of the body and the warmth that was so familiar with the room.

Andrew Coangco.

“W-writer Coangco…”

The Writer mumbled softly. He took a breath and then took off her trousers and undergarments. The Writer scanned his bed. Well, it looks like he needs to order a new bed.

If he slept in that bed when Macy… oh!

Andrew then focused on removing Macy's clothes which were also wet from the Editor's sweat and tears.

Macy's other hand held Andrew's wrist when he was about to unbutton her shirt.

“W-what are you…”

She couldn't speak. She was exhausted, but her body was still so sensitive.

"I apologize in advance, but you really need some help. Please don't see what I was about to do in a bad way. I will only help you. This is my fault," Andrew started. Then he opened the buttons one by one. "Every time fans give me drinks and food, I throw them away. Because they sometimes put medicine in it. I don't know why they act like that. But I'm sure you know the term obsessed, right?”

Macy didn't say anything. She was just trying to control her body. And Andrew really doesn't help her current situation.

Andrew took off the shirt and threw it on the floor.

“The last time I wasn't alert, I ended up in the hospital. But this time, I'm sorry because you have to accept the risk," said Andrew who pulled her body in his arms. “David told me to throw it away, but I seem to have let my guard down.”

Macy tried her best to protest and pushed the Writer. But she had no strength left. She could only surrender and buried her face on Andrew's shoulder.

Oh, his scent is really…. shut up, Macy!

Andrew took a deep breath slowly.

“Ahhng…”

Macy sighed softly.

The woman in his arms just kept on sighing. Gosh, this was what she needed from a long time ago!

The biggest wave has finally come. Macy kept sighing. And at the final movement that felt so sensual, she shouted loudly with passion.

Macy took a deep breath from her mouth, as her passion began to calm down.

Andrew opened his eyes and took a deep breath. It was really hard to believe that he just did that. But he did well. Even… Oh, Andrew's pants are uncomfortable right now. But the woman hasn't moved from their position and he doesn't dare to let go of the woman from his embrace.

Macy slowly opened her eyes. However, she still hid her face on the Writer's shoulder. Her senses were also slowly starting to return. Looks like the drug reaction is gone.

Jeez! What did you just do, Macy Bianca Cruz?!

"You are okay?"

Macy just mumbled softly. Then she pulled her head from Andrew's shoulder. But she won't be able to see the man's face anymore. And somehow she had to work with him for his three novels.

Oh, shit! Draft novels! Holy craaaaap!

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Meanwhile, Andrew...

Okay, you just helped her. It was your fault after all, wasn't it? Just think of it as your responsibility to Editor Cruz. Well… not that you have to date her after what happened.

Oh, Andrew Coangco, you should have listened to your Agent!

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