Chapter 3

CHAPTER 3: BLIND DATES?!

No need to think about that dream anymore!

She needs to get ready to work. She threw the magazine on the garbage can to forget about the male lead of her dream.

Emma quickly changed clothes, had breakfast, brushed her teeth and tied her blonde hair in a tall ponytail. She got her things and went to work.

She works at a small studio. Z Studio. It is a studio that produces books, stories, films and series. She is a cartoonist as well as a manga writer.

The studio was as always noisy. But today it was different. It was very, very noisy on the principal room, were the workers can get coffee, rest and chat.

All the women were reunited in front of the big flat TV that rested on the wall. They were all screaming in joy, daydreaming and jiggling. As for the men, they were sitting on the sofa, mocking and cursing.

"He is so handsome!"

"I heard he has a palace!"

"I wish I was his woman!"

Emma got closer to the crowd in order to see what is happening.

The TV showed clearly a man, walking to a black limited edition limo. It only showed his back, but when he entered the car, the reporter said:

"Now, Zachary King is going to his Company, work on his newest secret project!"

Zachary King.

This guy is everywhere!

He entered the limo and closed the door. But before the limo starts moving, he gave a deep glare to the camera lens, that was zooming his gorgeous face. He had an arrogant look, one look of dominance. This gaze could make even a tiger sit down and obey.

His glare on the camera was clear on the TV.

Those piercing eyes..

Emma remembered.. that eyes, the same eyes that looked her n*ked body as he was holding her jaw from behind her. She could feel his hot breathe on the back of her neck and his hard chest against her back, while his head rested from behind on her smooth shoulder.

His hand sliding her hips as he spoke in her ear.

"This is the real closeness." He said, pressing her body harder. "Got it, woman?" He licked her ear helix, making her body shiver as she gasps for air.

As she remembered her dream, her cheeks burned red and her heart started racing crazily.

NONONO!

Forget it, Emma!

She gave her cheeks weak slaps to wake up from those memories.

But how? How to forget about her perverted dream? What if she dreams about it again? It can't go on like this! How lonely a woman has to be to dream about those kind of things?!

She needs to date. She need a real man, a man in her reach.

But how to find it?

"Blind dates!" She thought.

Of course! It's practical and easy. How hard can it be?

At least... that's what she thought at that time.

The whole week she went to blind dates, 2 dates per day. It was one of the worst experiences of her life.

None of the guys were even normal!

She's exhausted.

"Why is it so hard?!" She thought to herself as she tried to relax in the sauna.

"All the men are the same! None of them is worth it the effort." She said, while brushing her long hair.

"AHHH! There are men here!"

"This is the girl's sauna!"

Emma heard the girls screaming next to the front door while the other girls covered themselves with their towels.

What is happening?

She rushed to the noisy crowd, walking fast on the wet ceramic floor.

There was a group of men, really tall and strong men. Looking, she could count at least 10 of them. They were all in black suits and sunglasses. What is this? Who are they?

"Hey?! Please get out, this is the girl's sauna!" She said, standing in front of them holding her towel so it wouldn't fall as all the girls who were showering quickly tried to cover themselves in fear.

The men looked at her, then looked at each other expressionless.

"Is it her?" One of them asked with a deep voice.

"Yes." Another man answered with the same tune.

"Miss, our master wants to meet you." They all said at the same time, like it were rehearsed, as they opened way in a corridor to one pass and slightly bowed in respect.

Respect to whom? Emma?!

No.

Respect to a man that entered the sauna without any discomfort. A tall man, almost 190cm (6'3") giving slow steps with his long legs through the corridor between the men in black, both hands on the pants pockets, his dark brown hair messy and back combed.

His gaze went down to look at her terrified eyes with satisfaction.

No..

No...

NO..!

This can't be...

This man...is Zachary King?!

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To Be Continued~

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