DAMON. I groaned again as I went through the file, being a businessman and an assassin as everyone called me, isn’t easy, and the paperwork is just not my thing. My headache intensified as I flipped through the pages of the document that I was supposed to sign. “Are you going to sign that or keep on flipping through the pages until it signs itself?” I raised my head and scoffed when I saw Cj peeking his head into my office with a glint of mischief in his eyes. “Well isn’t that a good idea,” I sarcastically said as I dropped the file, gesturing for him to come in. “Yeah, a great idea if you tell me.” I shook my head and rubbed it. “How are you feeling, Cj?” I asked, but he shrugged. “I’m fine, boss, and please don’t tell me to go back to my room to rest, I’m tired of being pampe