Femme Fatale: The King's Deadly Temptress Chapter 28 - Sexy Bedroom Hair

It was already a quarter past ten in the evening when Damien reached the top floor of the main office. He had drunk so much so that his vision became blurry. However, he was still able to walk somewhat straight despite his mind becoming muddled. With both of his hands in his pockets, he stepped out of the elevator and leisurely walked towards his office.

Before he could reach his door, something caught his attention on the right. He turned his head towards the empty hall and squinted his eyes as though he was trying to observe something but unfortunately found nothing. The hallway leading to the stairwell was too dark and quiet. After a few seconds, he turned around and headed towards his door.

As soon as he disappeared inside his office and the door had closed, Katherine sunk on the floor while clutching her chest. She feared that her heart was going to burst out of her soon with the way it was pounding inside her.

What was she doing there in the first place?

A few minutes earlier, she was about to sleep when she suddenly realized that she had forgotten to turn off her computer. Reluctantly, she got up from her makes.h.i.+ft bed and sneaked out on the dark hallways and into the stairwell — she was only wearing a hoodie, pajamas, and slippers. The night was cold and without her warm blanket, it was d.a.m.n freezing.

Reaching the top floor, Katherine hurriedly turned off her computer and ran back towards the hallway. However, the sound of the common elevator opening startled her that she jumped up in fright and scrambled to hide behind a thick curtain.

She knew that it was a stupid move but at that moment, she really did not have any other choice. It was either the curtain or the trash can!

Katherine heard heavy footsteps from the side and she froze when she realized that it was none other than her boss Damien Park. 'What is he doing here at this hour?' Her eyes widened in shock as she gasped. She covered her mouth very quickly when she made a faint sound just in time before the footsteps had come to a stop.

Damien was less than ten meters away from her and he was looking at her direction. Katherine could only see his silhouette through the curtain and she wondered if that was really the end for her.

After some time, he finally entered his office and the moment that she heard the door close, Katherine felt like her soul had left her body that she fell to the floor.

She swore that she was never going back to the top floor at that hour again no matter what! Or else, she would lose her job if she gets caught.

The next morning.

Katherine stood outside Damien's door. She had been worrying about how she was going to face her boss after what happened last night. She believed that he did not see her but she still felt very guilty. 'Kath, only several days more and you won't have to live here anymore. You can go back to your apartment. Just suck it up.'

After giving herself a pep talk, she knocked on the huge door and waited.

"Come in," Damien lazily answered and Katherine entered his office.

Compared to his usual appearance, he was looking very lazy today. With just a white t-s.h.i.+rt, black pants, and tousled hair on, he leaned back on his chair while his eyes were closed. "Have you rescheduled my meetings?"

"Yes, I have already adjusted your schedule for the rest of the week. Here's the report that you asked for." Katherine placed the folder on his desk. She looked at him and saw how tired he was, there was even a faint smell of alcohol on him. He didn't look like his usual self but strangely, Katherine liked this look on him - just a s.h.i.+rt and pants guy with s.e.xy bedroom hair.

'OMG! Katherine Miller, shame on you!' she cursed herself.

Breathing in deeply, Damien sat up straight and glanced on the folder before he looked up at her. "Have you eaten?"

Surprised by his question, Katherine straightened up and nodded, "Yes."

He continued to look at her with gentle eyes and Katherine wondered what was going on in his mind. "Have you?" she asked.

"Hmm?"

"Have you eaten?"

Damien shook his head and rubbed his temple. He was having a bad case of hangover mixed with a ma.s.sive headache.

Unconsciously, Katherine reached her hand forward and touched his forehead, surprising him with the sudden contact. Ever since they met again, she had been quite elusive and this was the first time that she had willingly touched him.

He subconsciously raised his right hand to place it on top of hers but she had already pulled her hand away fast enough. "At least you don't have a fever. How about I make something for you to eat?"

Damien's brow raised upon hearing her, "You're going to cook for me?"

Almost an hour later, Katherine came back to his office pus.h.i.+ng a cart towards the long meeting table. Thankful that her boss owns a hotel, Katherine was able to find everything that she needed in the five-star hotel's kitchen. She was given special privileges by the CEO to do whatever she wanted to do in the kitchen. How could he not when she was going to cook something for him?

Damien curiously walked towards the table and saw her carefully placing the hangover soup down along with other side dishes.

Looking at the hot soup, he couldn't help but ask, "Did you really make this for me?" Damien stared at the food on the table. It was not much but it looked really tasty.

"Everything was readily available like the beef bone broth. So I only added some other vegetables and cooked it for a bit. It's really nothing." Katherine interlaced her hands together and smiled. For her, this was the least she could do for her boss who was always concerned whether she had already eaten or not. What's one soup, right?

What Katherine didn't know was that her little act of kindness was already etched in Damien's heart. He was genuinely touched.

Katherine pulled a seat for him and waited for him to sit down but Damien turned to look at her and questioned, "Why is there only one set? Aren't you going to eat with me?"

Shaking her hands in front of her, she responded, "Ah, no… I still have a lot to do, Sir." Taking out a small paper bag with medicine inside, she placed it next to the gla.s.s of water. "Take this after your meal." She bowed her head slightly before leaving his office.

Looking at what Katherine had prepared for him, Damien's heart warmed. Since he had been alone most of the time, no one has taken care of him like this before. Though she was currently his secretary, he liked to think that she was doing it out of concern for him and not because of her obligations and responsibilities.

Damien sat down to try the soup. He had only brought a spoon near his mouth yet he was already salivating.

An hour later, Damien had called Katherine over to his office.

The two of them sat opposite each other on the sofa and Katherine thought that she was in trouble. But when she glanced at the bowl that she prepared, she was surprised to see that he had eaten everything and probably even licked the bowl clean. It turned out that Damien enjoyed the food that she made and had taken the medicine too.

Feeling relaxed and contented, she asked with a warmhearted expression, "Did you need something, Sir?"

Damien stared at her and wondered how he was going to start. He wanted to help her regain her lost memories but how was he supposed to do that while making sure that she was going to be safe? "Tell me about your regular check-ups. Who is this doctor?" he asked despite the fact that he had already received the information from Markus's investigation.

Katherine did not expect his question but she didn't mind answering. "His name is Martin Cheng. He is a Neurologist in Spring Grove Hospital."

"When was the last time that you went to see him?"

"A few months ago. I was supposed to go back last month but… I had some financial troubles."

Damien didn't want her to be uncomfortable so he just nodded. Looking at his watch, he got up from the sofa and took his coat from the hanger. "Grab your things. We're going to the hospital."

Katherine was startled seeing that Damien moved so fast. He was already on the door waiting for her. "W-why are we-"

"Didn't you want to regain your memories? For me to help you, I must understand everything about your condition first." He also wanted to meet her doctor in person. Opening the door, he turned to face her again. "Are you coming or not?"

Katherine nodded profusely. The excitement in her eyes was evident making Damien chuckle. "Let's go."