CHAPTER 25

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I leave my office to go home without informing him. I dont think he was in and i didn't bother to check.

As soon as the elevator opens, i hear footsteps and he enters it with me. Greatt, an elevator ride with him. That's perfect.

We remain silent but the elevator suddenly jolts and shakes then comes to an abrupt stop and the emergency lights come on. Oh no.

I hear Christiano curse and take out his phone. I remain very silent and very still.

I hate elevators. I hate confined spaces. Im a claustrophobic person and this is just a bad situation.

"Its a power outage, theyre working on it" he says. I dont say anything and i feel my breathing become rapid. I just keep thinking of the worst probable scenarios and soon and cry leaves me.

I cant breathe.

"Zara?" i hear him call out and i look at him and whimper. "Shit" he hisses coming closer.

"Im sor-sorry" i hiccup.

"Shh, breathe baby" he asks me gently. He moves closer.

"Pl-please dont move!" i cry.

"Its going to be ok, its not broken love, its just a power outtage" he soothes.

My breathing just worsens and soon im fighting to take in air.

"Fuck" he says loudly making me jolt and flinch. "No, shit, sorry baby just breathe for me" he says again.

I quickly struggle with my bag and he helps me get out my inhaler. I pump it a few times and look at him with teary eyes.

"Thats it, take a deep breath in and out for me" he says. "Good girl".

His words suddenly take me back to my dad helping me with my asthma when i was a kid. I instantly feel relaxed and unknowingly i reach out and grip his jacket for comfort.

"Thats it, good girl" he whispers and i whimper.

15 minutes later the elevator jolts again and i whimper more but he shushes me holding me tighter.

"Its okay, we can go home now" he whispers. My body feels so tired i can barely walk. He leads me out to the front and helps me into the passenger seat of his car.

"M-my car" i say to him.

"Ill have someone drive it to yours"

"C-can you take me home?" i ask him. He nods.

~

I feel someone lightly shake me and i open my eyes to see Christiano, in his car seat, turned to me. Oh.

I sit up and look at him.

"Im so sorry you always get stuck taking care of my shit" i say to him tiredly.

"Its okay Cara" he husks. "Im sorry about what you saw this morning, i respect you, so i apologise, it wasnt even real" he says. I look into his eyes then nod.

"I shouldve waited for permission" i pause. "So you just, fired her?" i ask grinning.

"She was ugly and tried to throw herself at me like a little bitch." i giggle and find him looking at me. I smile at him tiredly. "Thankyou for driving me home" i say sincerely.

"You're welcome cara" he says. "need help going up?" i shake my head and get out of the car and with a final glance, i walk inside. Damn what a day.

~

Two days have passed since the elevator incident. These two days have been really busy for me, with being Christianos only assistance and planning the event its just been hectic.

But i like working to keep myself busy so its been okay.

The charity ball is today. I just hope everything goes well, if it does all the credit will go to me, but also it'll be all my fault if something does go wrong.

Its currently 10 in the morning and Christiano isnt going to be in the office so i can just go home whenever. I didnt have to come in either, i just had a few things i needed done, in my office.

My outfit isn't office appropriate but who cares. Im wearing all black

Its a black crop top with black leather pants and small balck heels with my black prada shoulder bag. Yess.

 Yess

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Im alone on the floor so when i hear my door handle rattle, my heart drops

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Im alone on the floor so when i hear my door handle rattle, my heart drops.

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