“Aren’t you going to work?” Athena heard her best friend asked. She felt the side of her bed dipped and her hand on her back shaking her lightly. “You’re usually gone now. Your phone keeps on ringing. What if the team will sue you for not doing your job?”
She groaned, burying her face deeper on her pillow because she didn’t really feeling like going to the training, or simply just seeing the players, especially that one most special jerk who just did the worst thing a stanger could do to another stranger. “No. They wouldn’t be able to sue me. I didn’t sign any contract. I was given a free schedule so I can go there whenever I want, and right now, I don’t feel like going there, I don’t want to see anyone, especially not that filthy casanova. I hope he vanishes.”
It was still vivid. The fa
