Chapter 9

Isaac

“I will not be coming here tomorrow…." I look up from my computer to see Roxanne stepping in. “or even the day after tomorrow. No scratch that, I will not come here for a few days."

I lean back as I eye her figure dressed in straight pants and black crop top. And I must say black looks good on her. Her hair pulled up in a messy high pony.

I lift my eyebrow in question. She rolled her eyes and I bit my lip to stop the laugh. She trudges towards me and bangs her palm on the table.

“I think you didn't hear what I said clearly, right?" I nod my head innocently. My eyes fall down, at her pale skin of belly, peeking through her crop top.

I don't know how many people must have eyed that.

“I said that I will not be coming here for a few days. I am fed up. I can't cope up in this place anymore." She says.

My hold on my chair tightens.

“Do you need anything else to keep you entertained here? I will get it prepared." I say with suppressed anger.

“No, I don't need anything to keep myself en