The sound of cars filled my ears, prompting me to open my eyes. I blinked away the rest of the sleep from my eyes and rolled onto my back. I stared at the ceiling and quickly remembered what had happened last night. I looked to the side but found it empty then sighed as I began to get flashes of everything that happened last night.

Calvin had made me reach a point I've never met before and it left me wanting more even though I had passed out afterward. That man was sinful and I wondered what more would happen as we progressed. I sat up and hissed at the heavy feeling between my legs. It was almost as if I could still feel him licking me up.

Speaking of Calvin, where could he be? Could it be that he left for the convention already or some meeting? I knew the convention was later this afternoon but I didn't know the time. I shifted toward the nightstand outside the curtain and parted the material. I spotted a folded paper and a credit card. I took it and smiled.

Good morning, sleepyhead. I left to meet some important investors. When you wake up, take my card and go shopping and buy something to eat. You already know my pin.
... C.L

I bit my bottom lip at how sweet he sounded. It made me blush and when I realized what I was doing, I patted my cheek.

"What am I doing? This is my boss... That is touching me in ways a boss shouldn't but still, I have to remind myself that I cannot fall for something he does. Argh, get your head back to reality," I said to myself and got out of bed.

I stretched and hissed when I felt a hot sensation on my thighs. I bent my head and spread my leg, only for my eyes to widen at the five hickeys on my thigh. I stood straight, shocked at Calvin's handiwork.

"Why did he do this though?" I asked and took a step forward but hissed at the mild pain. "If I feel this way about his hickeys and licks, what will happen when we finally do the deed?"

I got a flash of Calvin and I under the sheets but immediately forced the image out of my head.

"Focus!"

I took a sip out of my ceramic cup of tea and dropped it back on the table then flipped to another page of a work file. I shook slightly when someone cleared their throat behind me. I closed the file and looked over my shoulder. It was Hunter Gonzalez.

"Good morning," he said and pointed at the seat in front of me. "May I sit?"

I nodded. "Yes, you can."

Hunter went around the table, permeating the area with his cologne. He took off his suit jacket and hung it on the chair before taking a sit. I smiled and shifted the file away from him.

"I didn't know you were in this hotel," he said and leaned on the table.

"Are you in this hotel too?" I asked and he nodded.

"Most of the people who attend the convention stay in the same hotel due to the venue being in the same hotel. If I had known you were here, I could have been having breakfast, lunch, or dinner with you."

I chuckled, not knowing what to say as this was new to me.

"So, tell me. What's your relationship with Calvin?"

"I'm his assistant."

"Oh, right. I never guessed that."

I raised an eyebrow. "What did you think I was to him?"

He shrugged his shoulders. "No offense, but when he interrupted us on that plane I thought you were one of the girls he brings with him on similar trips. Calvin always has a new girl with him whenever he goes on business trips."

I swallowed at the thought of Calvin with a beautiful woman, staying in the same suite and doing all manner of bedroom activities together. Was this what he normally does I didn't know if I could trust what this man was saying.

"I never knew that. I'm still new to Zinx," I said and remembered how Calvin had reacted to me talking to Hunter. I was curious and wanted answers.

"Do you want to ask a question? Because your face says so," Hunter said and drummed his fingers on the table. I eyed them for a moment before smiling at him.

"I don't mean to sound like a gossip girl but, what is your relationship with Calvin? What's with the tension between you two?" I asked and watched a dark shade occupy his face.

Hunter smiled. "It's deeper than one would think it is. When I think about it, I get more reasons to have something against him."

I leaned forward and shook my head at him.

"If it's too deep, you don't have to tell me, sir," I said and he rolled his eyes.

"You two seem a bit close. Are you one of his assistants he sleeps with, perhaps?"

I felt offended at what he had said and glared at him.

"You know, I never forced you to tell me anything. You have no right to talk to me like that," I said angrily.

"I apologize for my statement," Hunter said and sighed. "Look, Calvin and I were close friends from our younger age. I was working under my father when I met him during a convention for tech companies. We became close friends afterward. Sometime later, an intern came to my company and started working there. I fell for her instantly and asked her out on dates but she refused for some months after that, and we started dating. I loved Joan so much and he fucking knew it. Well, I introduced them to one another and they knew about each other but didn't talk like that. Some years after, I became the CEO and asked Joan to marry me. We got married and things started getting tough between us as a couple. It was so bad that some nights Joan left the house and came back days after.

"Well, we reconciled most of the time but I felt like the love wasn't there anymore. An important business came up and I had to leave the continent for another country where I stayed for a year, away from my home and wife. Note that, I stopped talking to Calvin before marrying Joan because Joan told me Calvin made her feel uncomfortable, almost like he was trying to flirt with her. I confronted him before I got married to Joan and cut all ties with him. As I was saying, during my one year in Japan, I came home one night and found them fucking each other on our bed."

My heart skipped a beat at his words. I leaned back in shock and raised my hands to my open mouth. I could not believe that Calvin was capable of such. How could he stab his friend in the back with the lowest ways of backstabbing? I gulped when I saw anger in Hunter's eyes as well as how he clenched his hands.

"I hated him so much since then. He ruined my marriage and he had nothing to say about it. He couldn't apologize for his evil act upon me. I was so heartbroken that I found myself falling into depression and shit. I couldn't even confront him so all I did was file for a divorce. I divorced Joan and focused on my life. Worst of all, three months later, I heard they started dating. My hatred for him grew and I pushed it into competing with his business but he always won over me. I fucking hate him and want to ruin his life!"

I jerked at his harsh tone while staring at the angry man in shock. My ears could not believe what I heard and my mind changed from how I viewed Calvin. He was a snake, a piece of shit, and a bottom-barrel man. I felt disgusted by everything that happened last night and all I wanted was to stay away from him.

"Listen, Calvin isn't a good man. So, don't let him brainwash you into thinking you're the one or some shitty mushy shit. Run now, run while you still have the chance because, from all those hickeys on your neck, he is worming his way into your mind," Hunter said with a grimace masking his face.