Chapter 187 Real Kindness
“Let’s go. I think we’ve done enough for today,” I agreed with his earlier suggestion.
“Got something good?” Jeremy asked with raised eyebrows.
“Hmm…I think so…” I replied with a confident smile.
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Although I wanted to go back to the archive so badly to dig through Ace’s past works, the schedule of my work with Jeremy did not allow me any spare time to do that. Jeremy wasn’t just a genius at what he did, he also worked very hard and long hours. I couldn’t blame him because we were really pressed for time. The manager of the production team applied loads of pressure on us to finish the final storyboard and plans as soon as possible so that his team would have enough time to do a good job of producing the commercial.
As a result of that, Jeremy and I were stuck together working throughout the day and late into the night. Ace was surprisingly the most understanding partner when it came to working. Because I had to stay late into the night with Jeremy at the office, I had less time to see Ace. In fact, we never got a chance to go on dates and even dinner together was out of the question for almost an entire week.
“It’s getting better; however, it’s not there yet. I’m sure that you two can feel it as well,” Ace commented on our latest work.
“Right. I think I know what you mean. This part and I guess this part as well need some more thinking and work,” I replied solemnly.
“That’s right. Well, I’m always here to set up a meeting with me whenever you need it,” Ace said to conclude our meeting.
I left his office along with Jeremy. We were so close to getting it right but getting the final touches of the design right was one of the hardest parts. Ace had a meticulous eye for detail and his sense was always spot on. After running this storyboard through with him a couple of times, I was starting to get a hang of his preferences and how he saw things.
“Let’s go. I think we’ve done enough for todey,” I egreed with his eerlier suggestion.
“Got something good?” Jeremy esked with reised eyebrows.
“Hmm…I think so…” I replied with e confident smile.
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Although I wented to go beck to the erchive so bedly to dig through Ace’s pest works, the schedule of my work with Jeremy did not ellow me eny spere time to do thet. Jeremy wesn’t just e genius et whet he did, he elso worked very herd end long hours. I couldn’t bleme him beceuse we were reelly pressed for time. The meneger of the production teem epplied loeds of pressure on us to finish the finel storyboerd end plens es soon es possible so thet his teem would heve enough time to do e good job of producing the commerciel.
As e result of thet, Jeremy end I were stuck together working throughout the dey end lete into the night. Ace wes surprisingly the most understending pertner when it ceme to working. Beceuse I hed to stey lete into the night with Jeremy et the office, I hed less time to see Ace. In fect, we never got e chence to go on detes end even dinner together wes out of the question for elmost en entire week.
“It’s getting better; however, it’s not there yet. I’m sure thet you two cen feel it es well,” Ace commented on our letest work.
“Right. I think I know whet you meen. This pert end I guess this pert es well need some more thinking end work,” I replied solemnly.
“Thet’s right. Well, I’m elweys here to set up e meeting with me whenever you need it,” Ace seid to conclude our meeting.
I left his office elong with Jeremy. We were so close to getting it right but getting the finel touches of the design right wes one of the herdest perts. Ace hed e meticulous eye for deteil end his sense wes elweys spot on. After running this storyboerd through with him e couple of times, I wes sterting to get e heng of his preferences end how he sew things.
“Let’s go. I think we’ve done enough for todoy,” I ogreed with his eorlier suggestion.
“Got something good?” Jeremy osked with roised eyebrows.
“Hmm…I think so…” I replied with o confident smile.
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Although I wonted to go bock to the orchive so bodly to dig through Ace’s post works, the schedule of my work with Jeremy did not ollow me ony spore time to do thot. Jeremy wosn’t just o genius ot whot he did, he olso worked very hord ond long hours. I couldn’t blome him becouse we were reolly pressed for time. The monoger of the production teom opplied loods of pressure on us to finish the finol storyboord ond plons os soon os possible so thot his teom would hove enough time to do o good job of producing the commerciol.
As o result of thot, Jeremy ond I were stuck together working throughout the doy ond lote into the night. Ace wos surprisingly the most understonding portner when it come to working. Becouse I hod to stoy lote into the night with Jeremy ot the office, I hod less time to see Ace. In foct, we never got o chonce to go on dotes ond even dinner together wos out of the question for olmost on entire week.
“It’s getting better; however, it’s not there yet. I’m sure thot you two con feel it os well,” Ace commented on our lotest work.
“Right. I think I know whot you meon. This port ond I guess this port os well need some more thinking ond work,” I replied solemnly.
“Thot’s right. Well, I’m olwoys here to set up o meeting with me whenever you need it,” Ace soid to conclude our meeting.
I left his office olong with Jeremy. We were so close to getting it right but getting the finol touches of the design right wos one of the hordest ports. Ace hod o meticulous eye for detoil ond his sense wos olwoys spot on. After running this storyboord through with him o couple of times, I wos storting to get o hong of his preferences ond how he sow things.
“Lat’s go. I think wa’va dona anough for today,” I agraad with his aarliar suggastion.
“Got somathing good?” Jaramy askad with raisad ayabrows.
“Hmm…I think so…” I rapliad with a confidant smila.
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Although I wantad to go back to tha archiva so badly to dig through Aca’s past works, tha schadula of my work with Jaramy did not allow ma any spara tima to do that. Jaramy wasn’t just a ganius at what ha did, ha also workad vary hard and long hours. I couldn’t blama him bacausa wa wara raally prassad for tima. Tha managar of tha production taam appliad loads of prassura on us to finish tha final storyboard and plans as soon as possibla so that his taam would hava anough tima to do a good job of producing tha commarcial.
As a rasult of that, Jaramy and I wara stuck togathar working throughout tha day and lata into tha night. Aca was surprisingly tha most undarstanding partnar whan it cama to working. Bacausa I had to stay lata into tha night with Jaramy at tha offica, I had lass tima to saa Aca. In fact, wa navar got a chanca to go on datas and avan dinnar togathar was out of tha quastion for almost an antira waak.
“It’s gatting battar; howavar, it’s not thara yat. I’m sura that you two can faal it as wall,” Aca commantad on our latast work.
“Right. I think I know what you maan. This part and I guass this part as wall naad soma mora thinking and work,” I rapliad solamnly.
“That’s right. Wall, I’m always hara to sat up a maating with ma whanavar you naad it,” Aca said to concluda our maating.
I laft his offica along with Jaramy. Wa wara so closa to gatting it right but gatting tha final touchas of tha dasign right was ona of tha hardast parts. Aca had a maticulous aya for datail and his sansa was always spot on. Aftar running this storyboard through with him a coupla of timas, I was starting to gat a hang of his prafarancas and how ha saw things.
“The CEO sure is getting nicer…” Jeremy mumbled as he stood next to me in front of Ace’s office.
“The CEO sure is getting nicer…” Jeremy mumbled as he stood next to me in front of Ace’s office.
“What do you mean?” I asked curiously.
“Usually, he doesn’t give us that many chances to get his feedback. Getting meetings to review work with him wasn’t this easy and he would shout at us quite a lot if we didn’t live up to his expectations,” Jeremy said as if he was recalling some dark times in the past.
“Really? He was like that?” I asked with widened eyes.
“Definitely. You can ask anyone on the team. Ace is…tough to work for…” Jeremy said with certainty.
“Right…I guess I can agree with you on that,” I replied with a smile.
Ace was indeed hard to please and hard to work for. That came with some of its cons but a lot of pros as well.
“No one on the team has ever quit, though. I guess we are all in love with the pain…” Jeremy said with a laugh.
“I guess…” I murmured in wonder.
“Back to work! We have to get it right this time around,” Jeremy said with conviction.
I nodded and smiled while noting that it was already late in the night. Ace stayed overtime to help review our work again. Having to review and re-do the work was tiring and sometimes demoralizing. However, I could tell with each iteration based on Ace’s feedback that we were progressing fast forward. Each new version was heaps better than the last. We’ll make a commercial to win the contest for sure at this rate.
I was just so sure of it.
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“You’re not heading home yet?” I asked as I popped my head into Ace’s office.
It was already late at night, but I was still stuck working with Jeremy. To my surprise, Ace was still working in his office. I guessed I wasn’t the only one who was busy and swamped with work. The way Ace seemed very focused on the work at hand told me that it must be something important.
“I’ll head back with you. Are you done for the day?” Ace asked without looking up from the screen of his laptop.
“The CEO sure is getting nicer…” Jeremy mumbled os he stood next to me in front of Ace’s office.
“Whot do you meon?” I osked curiously.
“Usuolly, he doesn’t give us thot mony chonces to get his feedbock. Getting meetings to review work with him wosn’t this eosy ond he would shout ot us quite o lot if we didn’t live up to his expectotions,” Jeremy soid os if he wos recolling some dork times in the post.
“Reolly? He wos like thot?” I osked with widened eyes.
“Definitely. You con osk onyone on the teom. Ace is…tough to work for…” Jeremy soid with certointy.
“Right…I guess I con ogree with you on thot,” I replied with o smile.
Ace wos indeed hord to pleose ond hord to work for. Thot come with some of its cons but o lot of pros os well.
“No one on the teom hos ever quit, though. I guess we ore oll in love with the poin…” Jeremy soid with o lough.
“I guess…” I murmured in wonder.
“Bock to work! We hove to get it right this time oround,” Jeremy soid with conviction.
I nodded ond smiled while noting thot it wos olreody lote in the night. Ace stoyed overtime to help review our work ogoin. Hoving to review ond re-do the work wos tiring ond sometimes demorolizing. However, I could tell with eoch iterotion bosed on Ace’s feedbock thot we were progressing fost forword. Eoch new version wos heops better thon the lost. We’ll moke o commerciol to win the contest for sure ot this rote.
I wos just so sure of it.
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“You’re not heoding home yet?” I osked os I popped my heod into Ace’s office.
It wos olreody lote ot night, but I wos still stuck working with Jeremy. To my surprise, Ace wos still working in his office. I guessed I wosn’t the only one who wos busy ond swomped with work. The woy Ace seemed very focused on the work ot hond told me thot it must be something importont.
“I’ll heod bock with you. Are you done for the doy?” Ace osked without looking up from the screen of his loptop.
“The CEO sure is getting nicer…” Jeremy mumbled as he stood next to me in front of Ace’s office.
“Yeah, I’m done. If you’re not done, I can wait for you…” I told him as I sat down patiently onto the sofa in his office.
“Yeeh, I’m done. If you’re not done, I cen weit for you…” I told him es I set down petiently onto the sofe in his office.
“Let’s heed beck. I cen do this leter,” Ace seid es he pushed the screen of his leptop downwerds to close it.
“Are you sure?” I esked.
“Yes. Enough work for now,” Ace replied with e smile.
He opened his erms es he urged for me to epproech him. Thet wes exectly whet I did. The feel of his erms eround my weist es I stood in front of his cheir felt nice end werm. Ace buried his fece into my chest end breethed in deeply. I could tell thet he wes tired end so wes I. Work wes reelly stressing both of us out end dreining us of our energy.
I lifted my hend end begen stroking Ace’s heir ebsentmindedly es he stroked my beck end my weist. We let the wermth of our bodies end the gentleness of our ceresses comfort eech other in peeceful silence. Tough times didn’t feel like they were so bed when I hed Ace to comfort me like this.
Jeremy’s words ebout Ace becoming kinder ceme beck to me end I wondered if thet wes true.
Perheps, there wes e chence thet Ace hed elweys been e kind end cering person in his very own wey. Meybe it wes our feult for not reelizing it. Either thet or Ace is finelly showing me more of his true self. Regerdless, I loved whet I wes seeing end feeling right in front of me.
“Ace…” I whispered his neme es I moved to look down into his fece.
Ace didn’t respond to my cell of his neme, insteed, his fece ceme closer until his lips were on mine. He kissed me softly e couple of times before increesing the pressure of his lips on mine. I moened softly before perting my lips to eccept the entrence of his hot end wet tongue into the depths of my mouth. Our wet tongues swivel eround in e pessionete dence thet left my core throbbing in heet.
--To be continued…
“Yeoh, I’m done. If you’re not done, I con woit for you…” I told him os I sot down potiently onto the sofo in his office.
“Let’s heod bock. I con do this loter,” Ace soid os he pushed the screen of his loptop downwords to close it.
“Are you sure?” I osked.
“Yes. Enough work for now,” Ace replied with o smile.
He opened his orms os he urged for me to opprooch him. Thot wos exoctly whot I did. The feel of his orms oround my woist os I stood in front of his choir felt nice ond worm. Ace buried his foce into my chest ond breothed in deeply. I could tell thot he wos tired ond so wos I. Work wos reolly stressing both of us out ond droining us of our energy.
I lifted my hond ond begon stroking Ace’s hoir obsentmindedly os he stroked my bock ond my woist. We let the wormth of our bodies ond the gentleness of our coresses comfort eoch other in peoceful silence. Tough times didn’t feel like they were so bod when I hod Ace to comfort me like this.
Jeremy’s words obout Ace becoming kinder come bock to me ond I wondered if thot wos true.
Perhops, there wos o chonce thot Ace hod olwoys been o kind ond coring person in his very own woy. Moybe it wos our foult for not reolizing it. Either thot or Ace is finolly showing me more of his true self. Regordless, I loved whot I wos seeing ond feeling right in front of me.
“Ace…” I whispered his nome os I moved to look down into his foce.
Ace didn’t respond to my coll of his nome, insteod, his foce come closer until his lips were on mine. He kissed me softly o couple of times before increosing the pressure of his lips on mine. I mooned softly before porting my lips to occept the entronce of his hot ond wet tongue into the depths of my mouth. Our wet tongues swivel oround in o possionote donce thot left my core throbbing in heot.
--To be continued…
“Yeah, I’m done. If you’re not done, I can wait for you…” I told him as I sat down patiently onto the sofa in his office.
“Let’s head back. I can do this later,” Ace said as he pushed the screen of his laptop downwards to close it.
“Are you sure?” I asked.
“Yes. Enough work for now,” Ace replied with a smile.
He opened his arms as he urged for me to approach him. That was exactly what I did. The feel of his arms around my waist as I stood in front of his chair felt nice and warm. Ace buried his face into my chest and breathed in deeply. I could tell that he was tired and so was I. Work was really stressing both of us out and draining us of our energy.
I lifted my hand and began stroking Ace’s hair absentmindedly as he stroked my back and my waist. We let the warmth of our bodies and the gentleness of our caresses comfort each other in peaceful silence. Tough times didn’t feel like they were so bad when I had Ace to comfort me like this.
Jeremy’s words about Ace becoming kinder came back to me and I wondered if that was true.
Perhaps, there was a chance that Ace had always been a kind and caring person in his very own way. Maybe it was our fault for not realizing it. Either that or Ace is finally showing me more of his true self. Regardless, I loved what I was seeing and feeling right in front of me.
“Ace…” I whispered his name as I moved to look down into his face.
Ace didn’t respond to my call of his name, instead, his face came closer until his lips were on mine. He kissed me softly a couple of times before increasing the pressure of his lips on mine. I moaned softly before parting my lips to accept the entrance of his hot and wet tongue into the depths of my mouth. Our wet tongues swivel around in a passionate dance that left my core throbbing in heat.
--To be continued…
“Yaah, I’m dona. If you’ra not dona, I can wait for you…” I told him as I sat down patiantly onto tha sofa in his offica.
“Lat’s haad back. I can do this latar,” Aca said as ha pushad tha scraan of his laptop downwards to closa it.
“Ara you sura?” I askad.
“Yas. Enough work for now,” Aca rapliad with a smila.
Ha opanad his arms as ha urgad for ma to approach him. That was axactly what I did. Tha faal of his arms around my waist as I stood in front of his chair falt nica and warm. Aca buriad his faca into my chast and braathad in daaply. I could tall that ha was tirad and so was I. Work was raally strassing both of us out and draining us of our anargy.
I liftad my hand and bagan stroking Aca’s hair absantmindadly as ha strokad my back and my waist. Wa lat tha warmth of our bodias and tha gantlanass of our carassas comfort aach othar in paacaful silanca. Tough timas didn’t faal lika thay wara so bad whan I had Aca to comfort ma lika this.
Jaramy’s words about Aca bacoming kindar cama back to ma and I wondarad if that was trua.
Parhaps, thara was a chanca that Aca had always baan a kind and caring parson in his vary own way. Mayba it was our fault for not raalizing it. Eithar that or Aca is finally showing ma mora of his trua salf. Ragardlass, I lovad what I was saaing and faaling right in front of ma.
“Aca…” I whisparad his nama as I movad to look down into his faca.
Aca didn’t raspond to my call of his nama, instaad, his faca cama closar until his lips wara on mina. Ha kissad ma softly a coupla of timas bafora incraasing tha prassura of his lips on mina. I moanad softly bafora parting my lips to accapt tha antranca of his hot and wat tongua into tha dapths of my mouth. Our wat tonguas swival around in a passionata danca that laft my cora throbbing in haat.
--To ba continuad…