The Writer's Romance 91 I Trust You

"Go first, I still have to check on something. It'll be quick," Clark said and went to his room.

"Hey, Cj how are --- What happened to your cheek? Who did that? Is that why you?" The moment Sheen's eyes laid on Cj's cheek she pushed the food to Bea and ran to Cj's side, caressing his bruises lightly.

Her eyebrows are furrowed with worry as if she can feel the pain from the blue skin on her fingertips.

Cj pouts followed by tears, he lunges into her arms and grips on her clothes.

Bea frowned and decided to prepare the food instead, she noticed Cj's bruise but for some reason, she wasn't able to react the same way as Sheen since he heard about it from Dan earlier.

"Hush," Sheen whispers then kissed Cj's head and pats him softly, "It's fine now. Don't worry, I'm here."

Her fingertips felt cold, she knew how a bruise feels like, especially when you got it from an unreasonable person.

"Now, tell me..." Sheen puts her hand on his chin to make Cj look at her with his painful expression that made Sheen's chest tighten, "Who did that to you?"

"It's a kid," Clark answered as he arrives and sits beside Bea who's now getting her share of food since she's starving.

"Why?" Sheen asks and uses her sleeve to wipe Cj's tears from his face.

"For the big news that someone made, the person who released your scandal, it's the same who told the world that Cj's not mine."

Bea looks at Clark, she heard it but she doesn't believe in it. Dan didn't tell her anything about Cj. Then she looks at Sheen who seemed to look annoyed than shock, she opened her mouth and asks, "Is it true?"

Clark clears his throat, Sheen looks at Cj with a warm and worried look, "Yes," Cj answered.

"I'm Daddy--- Clark's baby brother," Cj said in a proud and trembling voice from crying.

Sheen smiled and hugged Cj then prepared his food.

"What?" Bea asks, "Then is the rumor about you and Kirin wasn't true?"

"That I raped her? Did you believe that?" Clark asks in a flat tone, not caring whether she believes it or not, just wanting to know if she did.

"No, I will never, but you would've dodged that rumor if you said that Cj's your brother," Bea said.

"Since you became pregnant, you seemed to be quite comfortable around me, right, Missus Bea?" Clark looks at her with a sharp stare, a regular thing that he uses to his employees but Bea didn't budge like she usually does, "Is this a side effect of being pregnant?" He asks with a confused look.

Bea rests her elbow on the table and faces Clark, "You know, we'll be a family someday, future cousin-in-law, and I don't have time s.h.i.+vering from your deadly boss stare."

Clark just looks at her without moving his head and proceeded to eat.

Sheen just stares at Bea worriedly, knowing that not everyone will take the revelation as lightly as she did.

After eating, Bea and Sheen helped with Cj's preparation and used a cartoon printed bandage to at least hide it.

"Don't you think his school will be swarming with reporters now that the world knows?" Bea asks while putting a water bottle in Cj's bag.

"Clark said he has taken care of everything. We don't need to worry, right, Cj?" Sheen smiled while fixing Cj's collar.

He smells like her since she uses the same cologne Sheen uses, a fruity sweet smell that he calls candy.

"But..." Cj looks at Sheen's eyes with a tint of worry, "Is it wrong that I call Clark, Daddy?"

Bea went aww and sat in Cj's bed then pats his shoulder, "You know kid, I don't get why Boss did that and made you his son," Bea looks at Sheen, signaling her to fill in the details later, "But, there's nothing wrong with calling Boss your dad even if he's your half-brother since you're still family. Okay?"

Sheen smiled and nodded, "Yes. Cj, what's important is that you're not hurting people. They shouldn't stick their nose where it doesn't belong, right?" Sheen looks at Bea, throwing her words to her which Bea replied with rolling her eyes, "Just... be good. Don't hurt anyone. If they hurt you, tell me. You can call me. Or just..." Sheen leans and whispers, "Just kick their b.u.t.t."

"That's not something Boss will advice, I know it. He's not a physical person," Bea said.

"So? Clark and Cj are different and I'm not Clark, I'm Cj's Mommy," Sheen said and hugs Cj.

After sending Cj, where Sheen saw no shadow of any reporter, they immediately went to the company and worked.

Dan arrived before them and he took some of Sheen's work which made her feel a little bit relaxed since she's been handling everything alone with Clark, especially some files that she can't even understand.

"So, what is the plan?" Bea asks while munching a donut in her hands.

Clark is still busy and ditched snack break, leaving Sheen with Bea in a coffee shop.

"Okay... I believe that you won't tell anyone about what is happening, right?" Sheen asks.

Bea nods and stirs her tea before taking a sip.

"So," Sheen sighs and placed her right hand on the table while the other holds her ginger tea to her face, "We're collecting evidence that will lead to Aria manipulating this impending doom of Star Company. But... to be honest, it's clean since we're doing the legal. Like papers and such."

"So?" Bea asks, knowing Sheen will be saying something after the pause.

"We need to do what they are doing," Sheen said and stares at Bea with a strong and tight expression as if she has to declare death penalty to someone.

"Like? Stalk them and take freaking pictures and create a.s.sumptions that will make them look bad?"

Sheen nods, "Yes. But who will help?" She whispers, asking herself, "Kady."

"Oh, yeah... We have Kady and Blue, scratch Wyn, I don't trust that guy. I mean he's still a friend but if he ever hurts you or betray us, he's out of my s.h.i.+p with Sheen list." Bea said and puff her cheek out of anger.

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"s.h.i.+p with me? What the h.e.l.l, Bea?" Sheen tilted her head with a sick look.

"What? I just can't stop it. You only dated Clark. The one and only. Why not have fun?"

"And ruin my life? No. Why are we even in this conversation." Sheen face palms and sighs, "So... We know it's Aria. The only thing is we don't have concrete evidence to bring her down. I thought about Mr. Guandemo, her husband. But I am not sure if he's with Aria or not." Sheen picks on her fingernails with a panicked look.

"Sheen." Bea placed both of her hands on the table, making a sound that caught Sheen's attention, "You're a journalist before. You want the truth and tell it to people. If the guy is with Aria, we can collect more information on how they play this game and throw every evidence to their face, but what if he's not? What if he can help?"

Bea remembered when Sheen used to write for the school newspaper before and to the company she went before arriving at Kady's, she was a well-known journalist as well. Someone who strives to deliver honest news.

Sheen looks away, thinking, "I just..." Sheen bites her lips, "She's Clark's sister. Louis, he's right and he's also wrong. I know Clark was wrong on pus.h.i.+ng his sister away but I know, he won't do that if Aria didn't show any negative intentions to Clark and the company."

Bea nods her head in agreement, "Well... You know Boss more than anyone else. But what are we going to do now?"

"I'll call Kady and ask for help then I will ask Mr. Guandemo for help... if he wants to."

"Alright, anything I can do to help?"

Sheen stares at Bea, "You know what," Sheen rests her hand on her chin, "I think Dan is working on the same page. Why not ask him? I know I shouldn't agree on this but, we should look into Wyn, just in case."

"Gos.h.!.+ I thought you won't say that!" Bea smiled and stands up, "Consider it done, let's go!"

Even though Sheen doesn't believe that Wyn can be working with Aria and using a facade, she has to be careful. She knows how cunning people can be.

Sheen followed Bea and returned to their working place. After reviewing some files, Sheen decided to visit Clark.

"Hey," she pops her head on the door, "Are you still that busy?" She asks and enters.

Clark looks at her with a stern expression but after a while, his face softened and he sighs deeply, "I'm tired to be honest, Sheen."

Clark ma.s.sages his temples and stands up to sit with Sheen on the couch.

His hand rests on the backrest over Sheen and he stares at the ceiling, watching the fan in front of him move.

Sheen worriedly moves to face Clark, "Do you want to take a rest? You know I can help you, right?"

"And get tired as well? No, I don't want you to be tired." Clark said and looks at Sheen, "I don't want to see you frowning because of work."

"Come on," Sheen rests her head on Clark's chest as he put his arms around Sheen, "I work here. Work is work. If I get to be tired, then so be it. I don't like you shouldering everything and leaving me the light works. I know Dan is helping you, but... I'm your a.s.sistant. If you don't like me helping then I should better be a journalist here."

Clark pinches Sheen's cheeks, "No," he said then rubs her cheek to remove the pain, "I never really had an a.s.sistant before. Dan's working for me but he's not an a.s.sistant. I don't really need one."

Sheen was about to look at Clark with a pout with what he said but Clark pushes her head to stay on his chest, "I only put you in that position because Bea said that you were looking for work, so I opened that hiring. She helped me get you to apply in that secretly, I don't know how she did that. I just wanted to be close with the only person who was my friend. And without any knowledge I didn't know that I will come to love you," Clark leans to kiss Sheen's head, "So please, let me do this. I only wanted you to be by my side and support me, is that clear?"

Sheen's cheeks turned hot, either from Clark pinching it or because of his words, she nods and rubs her face to his chest.

"You know, you're being clingy to me. I did not expect you to rest your head on my chest," Clark chuckles.

"What?" Sheen was about to move her head but Clark still made it stay in place, "I... I missed you, that's all. And if you want me to keep my distance I will do that."

Clark's hand suddenly moves from her shoulder to her waist, making her heart suddenly start fluttering.

It's being filled with nervousness and excitement, 'Excitement? For what?' Sheen thought as she feels Clark's warm hand on her hips.

"Why don't we start planning for the wedding? I can't hold back any longer," Clark's voice was husky and warm, Sheen looks up but Clark didn't stop her, laying her eyes on Clark, she started to feel the invisible string around her body that made her move towards Clark.

She put both her knees on the sofa and started kissing Clark, with her hands on her face, they both shared a pa.s.sionate and long kiss.

Clark's hand was moving slowly from her head to her hips, for some reason, he's yearning for it.

Sheen breaks the kiss to breathe, she can see in his eyes that he is wanting more.

"What?" Clark asks as Sheen sits down, "Is something wrong?"

Clark pull his hands and placed it on her cheek while the other fiddles with her hair, "Why did you stop?"

"I... If I didn't do that, I think we'll be making a mess in this poor sofa. Why don't we go back to the normal chatting?" Sheen said as her hand traces Clark's brows then nose and lips.

"Then, why are you touching my lips?" Clark asks with a smirk and l.u.s.tful look.

"Is this what fatigue does to you? You become quite... weird. If someone sees you they'll think you're thinking of something... uh, s.e.xual."

Clark suddenly licks Sheen's finger, "But I am thinking of that," he said and smirks.

Sheen pulls her hand away, "What the... Clark! You're weird, and my hand's dirty!"

"I tasted alcohol and it smells like alcohol, what is it? Isopropyl?" Clark asks and stands up, leaving Sheen and went to drink water.

'Someone's thirsty,' Sheen thought and smiles.

"Well, I missed you as well, Sheen. We didn't have to get physical attention to each other that well since I got busy."

"We just had this morning," Sheen said and fixed her hair.

"But that is not enough," Clark walks toward her and hand her a gla.s.s of water.

"I should be doing this, you know, Sir White," Sheen chuckles and took the gla.s.s.

"Hm, then why don't you stay in my office? I'll put your table beside mine and we'll get to be close the whole day?"

Clark sits down and crossed his leg while his arm leans on the backrest while his head is resting on his hand.

"I like the idea but I think we'll be only spending our day like this, smooching around and talking," Sheen said and finishes her drink.

"Oh, don't you love that idea? Now I have to move your table," Clark said and plays with Sheen's hair.

"Are you done with your work?"

"No, I mean... I don't even think I have work to do. I a.n.a.lyzing something and since our clients are transferring, I have less work to do."

Sheen frowns, "a.n.a.lyzing what?"

"Why you kept everything away from me?"

Sheen looks at Clark with wide eyes, "What?"

"About Aria... Gerwyn... and Louis... also, with Kady."

Sheen suddenly felt a big chunk of air blocking her throat, how did Clark know?

"Sheen, if there's one thing I can do... it's that no secrets are secrets to me. I know everything. I pull strings. I watch. I have eyes and ears. Sheen, you know that, right?" Clark's eyes suddenly went dark, it's as if he's ready to devour Sheen in front of him who's staring at him with guilt and fear.

"Come on," Clark hugs Sheen, "I know you have reasons. But I just hope, you'll tell me everything especially if it concerns me."

"How did you know?" Sheen asks as she suddenly felt her heart almost drop to ground from the shock, she can feel Clark's finger tracing some shapes in her back.

"Well... It's a secret. But... no, let me tell you. Since I don't want secrets I think I should not keep secrets to you as well."

Clark rests his head on Sheen's shoulder, "I have men that work for me underground."

"You mean like miners?" Sheen asks with a cheeky smile.

"I do have a mining corporation as well, but no," Clark said with a smile from Sheen's failed joke, "They are... like... uh, ninja? a.s.sa.s.sin? But they don't kill people, they just kind of hurt them."

Sheen stayed silent, thinking about the museum Clark has and now a mining corporation.

"Hey, are you alright? Are you not afraid?"

"No," Sheen shakes her head, "I know you. And I trust you no matter what. As long as your men are not harming innocent people, I have no problems."