Love's Redemption

"Please take a seat," Xander said as he guided Brandon and me to our seats.

He didn't seem at all like the big boss he was supposed to be.

Because of this, I was sure that if it weren't for Brandon's hidden identity, Xander would never be acting this way.

"Mr. Roulder," I called out to him. "You're the boss, and we're the employees. Isn't it a bit inappropriate for you to be so attentive to us?"

Xander paused for a moment. He glanced at Brandon and then smiled. "There's nothing inappropriate about it. We're all colleagues here, like family."

I gave a teasing smile. "But you're still the boss. For you to treat us this way makes us a little uneasy."NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

"Mr. Roulder, you don't have to be so polite. Otherwise, we might not enjoy this meal in peace," Brandon chimed in.

Xander quickly waved his hands. "Don't overthink it. I'm just someone who doesn't put on airs and doesn't like to be formal. I prefer to keep things friendly, right, Mr. Howell?"

"You're too friendly." Brandon didn't waste his breath

Compared to Xander, Brandon looked more like the real boss.

Xander chuckled. Then, his phone, which was resting on the table, beeped twice. He picked it up, glanced at the screen, and stood up. "Please excuse me for a moment. I need to go meet someone."

I was taken aback. "Mr. Roulder, did you invite someone else today?"

"Yes, I did. Someone you've been wanting to meet." Xander gave me a playful wink.

His wink made me shiver a little.

At that moment, I heard Brandon clear his throat. "Mr. Roulder, is there something wrong with your eye? Do you need me to get you some eye drops?"

I almost burst out laughing.

Xander caught on to what Brandon was implying and shook his head lightly. "Mr. Howell, there's no need to be so petty."

"When it comes to my woman, I can't help it." Brandon owning up to his possessiveness.

Xander looked helpless. He gave

Brandon a thumbs up before saying

וויו"

Lout

t wasting another word.

After Xander left, I turned to Brandon. "So, are we here to accompany someone for dinner today?"

"We're here to eat. Just eat whatever you like," Brandon replied as poured me a glass of water.

He poured the water into a wine glass.

"What's that supposed to mean?" I asked while pouting at the glass.

"You're not feeling well, so you shouldn't drink alcohol," Brandon said plainly.

I pursed my lips. "What if I want to drink?"

I intentionally acted stubbornly to see how he'd respond.

Brandon stayed silent for a few seconds before replying, "Then, you can have a little to satisfy your craving."

I couldn't help but burst into laughter, and Brandon looked at me in puzzlement. "What's so funny?"

"Brandon, you clearly don't want me to drink, so why do you indulge me?" I smiled softly.

Brandon pressed his lips together,

then stood up. He walked around et

behind me while holding the glass of water he had poured.

His arm gently wrapped around me. as he set the

lips ass down, and his

lips brushed lightly against my ear as he whispered, "Because I can't

stand to see you unhappy en

His breath was warm against my ear, but his words warmed my heart even more.

It had been so long since someone had pampered and indulged me like this.

I reached up and hooked my arm around Brandon's neck. Then, I pulled him down slightly and kissed him on the lips.

Brandon remained still, so I playfully parted my lips, teasing him.

Just as I was getting into it, the door to the private room suddenly opened.