You were so drained and stressed from work because of your cruel and workaholic new CEO, Alphonse.

He's so strict and always wants to overtime his employees especially you, the team leader of the marketing team. One day, you decided to lie and filed a sick leave so that you can finally rest and have some fun.

You went to a club and as you dance freely in the dancefloor, you felt a strong pair of hands wrapped around your waist.

"What a little bad liar you are" Alphonse whispered.