ErzaLockhart_8373

Felon
/fè-lun/
Cruel; Wicked. 


I continued biting my lips whilst fidgeting with my finger nails, my mind still pondering over the question he asked minutes ago. 


"Ojalá éstos fueran mis dientes mordiéndote los labios." I heard him mumble under his breath. 
[I wish those were my fucking teeth biting your lips.]



I threw a morose look in his direction. "Speak an apprehensible language." I snarled getting annoyed. 



"You need to get inside my mind to understand that." He responded nonchalantly shrugging off his shoulders. 



"I don't enter dirty places." I snapped rolling my eyes. 



"But I would really enjoy entering your dirty places."

Cruel; Wicked. The Felon

After she left I took my position and started taking orders and asked Josh to take Baithany's position. He being a dandy person didn't conflicted on anything and did his work.

The day went quickly, with me working my ass off around the cafeteria taking the orders, and serving them to customers one by one in process.

Hueson didn't came out of his office the whole day. Not that I was complaining. But him not coming out seemed suspicious to me, but I left the matter and continued doing my work

It was almost 8pm so I changed my working clothes into mine and tied my bird nest like hair into a messy bun.

I was making my way towards the exit door, when Josh called out from the couter saying "Scarr!...Boss wants to see you"

I stopped in my tracks and turned around knitting my eyebrows in confusion. I nodded my head in his direction and made my way towards Hueson's cabin.

chapter 32