Chapter 11: Torture

Leslie's P.O.V.

"Hello?"

"Sorry to disturb u, I know it's a Sunday but am I'm in trouble and need your help."A familiar baritone voice says.

"Oh, It's you"Damn it , why did did he have to call.

Does he want to apologise again for the kiss!

I hate it when I overthink things.

"Yeah, it's me" He laughed softly. "Am kind of in a bind and need your assistance!

I slumped onto my bed sighing out heavily. I guess he isn't affected by the kiss like I was. "What's the problem?"I slumply say.

"Am meeting a potential buyer and maybe shareholder if things go right. I totally forgot to bring some of the information and proposals which is quite important for this meeting. I don't have time to go to the office to get the information, Can you do me a huge favor and run by the office and bring them to my penthouse?" He rushed the words out. "I'm running stupidly fucking late because my alarm didn't go off, and I'm basically going to the airport to meet them, they changed the location of the meeting.

"U