You're Not Alone *On Hold*

Chapter 13- No Strings Attached

It's just as I predicted.

If I didn't have the work documents from that night, I'd be convinced it didn't happen.

He's back to being a full-time prick. Not that he'd changed much anyways. If anything, I'd say he's gotten worse.

It's been two weeks since that night. My workdays are long and torturous. Most days he makes me stay back to review all the camera footage of what Anne does while at work. Which he can do now since I've signed the contract. I figured it was the best thing to do if I'm gonna quickly pay off dad's bills and just in case she really is planning something, I wouldn't want the company to go under.

He's been like a ghost. He's rarely here but even then makes sure to have me working overtime. Thankfully, I have Jay to pick me up so I'll be fine at night.

Actually, this is great, this is the perfect opportunity for me to forget any feelings for him.

I smile at the thought, just before being called into his office.

As soon as I open the door, I spot a gorgeous woman in a tightly fitted red dress, and even though it only goes down to her thigh, there is still a very distracting slit at the side, not to mention her almost fully displayed cleavage. Is that even work-appropriate?

"Yes Sir," I greet, trying desperately to be unphased by her hand resting on his shoulder. I'd be lying if I said he didn't look good right now. He's wearing a black suit with a red tie, matching her dress.

It's fine.

I don't care.

He can do whatever he pleases with whoever he wants.

"Say hello. This is Jessica," he says before slightly moving his shoulders to make her hand fall off him.

I smirk before greeting her, yet at the same time, something pulls at my chest. He called her by her first name, unlike he does me, always keeping it professional. Why is he even allowing her to stand so close behind him when he isn't one to hesitate to let someone know their place?

"You have two weeks to teach her everything you do here," he coldly says.

Is he firing me?

I'm a great employee, what the fuck!

"May I ask why?" I try to remain calm as I speak so the anger in my voice doesn't show. Being angry would only worsen the situation, I'm sure.

"She'll be my new secretary."

"And what about me?"

"You said you were originally hired for renovations right? Go there," he orders.

I'm supposed to be happy. He's giving me my dream job, but why do I feel so...hurt.

Nonetheless, I lift my head and smile, "Thank you, Mr Diez."

"You may go."

I glance at Jessica catching a slight smirk playing on her lips before turning around.

"Not you. Jessica, get out." His voice is venomous and cold. I turn around to find his gaze just the same, piercing through me with rage. Only when the door shuts does he speak again, "You will meet me at my apartment every evening to discuss the plan. It's not safe doing it here. She'll definitely suspect something since you'll no longer be my secretary."

"Yes Sir," I respond.

We stand in silence, yet our eyes speak the words we do not wish to. Both angry and yearning for each other, but I don't dare say it. Keeping my job is more important than these unexplainable feelings.

"You may go."

Marco's POV

I watch as she leaves confidently and unbothered. She must be ecstatic. She finally got what she wanted. I had planned on firing her. Maybe that would've been the only way to get her out of my head, but when I saw that look of helplessness on her face, I just couldn't. She tried hard to hide it but she is like an open book to me. Well, at least, she used to be.

I can't tell if she feels what I feel anymore. I can't tell if the hairs on her body stand when I enter the room, or if her heart rate increases every time our eyes meet. I know it happens to me.

For the past two weeks, she has been nonchalant and distant. Her professionalism upsets me every time we speak. I've even tried telling her to do stuff that she would normally oppose but she just does it without protest. What the fuck.

I shake my head at my petty thoughts. I can't believe I'm getting pissed at her for doing her job right and without complaint.

I need to get it together.

But it's so difficult when all I can think about is how ruthless she is. I thought we had a moment. But I guess it was just all in my head since she ignored all my calls, only reaching out when I threatened her job.

What hurt the most was how quick she was to say "No one," when someone, sounding a lot like Jaime, asked who she was on the phone with.

Are they really not together?

Why hide that from your so-called best friend?

Did she lie to me?

Why would she though?

She had told me she was busy. Maybe they were on a date when I called. The thought angers me. I just don't understand why she would do all that after we shared such a beautiful moment.

This is why it's so hard to gather myself because I'm so angry at her for being so thoughtless but at the same time I just wanna hold her every time I see her.

Which is exactly why she can't be my secretary anymore. I fear I won't be able to control myself and if she doesn't want me then I won't force her to.

Rheia's POV

Jessica is such a bitch. What she doesn't know is that the only reason I'm keeping my cool is cause Mr Diez is just on the other side of these doors and I wanna keep my job.

But that doesn't mean I can't kill her with work.

I direct her to her desk just beside mine before she starts yapping again.

"I hear you've been to his apartment before," she speaks.

"This is a rough sketch of his monthly schedule," I ignore her inquisitive words as I hand her the piece of paper.

"I guess I'll be doing that now instead of you," she responds before taking it.

She flinches when I slam a pile of documents onto her desk, "Spoken like a true replacement." I send her my best glare before saying, "Get to work."

With that, I walk away, needing some fresh air. I can't believe I'll have to deal with this bitch for two whole weeks.

It's been a week.

I've met Mr Diez almost every other night this week to discuss our findings. And just as I suspected, he was strictly professional. He was pretty pleased to hear that I'm getting closer to Anne every day, although it hasn't been easy. She may seem approachable but she really is quite secretive, not to mention observant. Now I understand why he doesn't want us to meet in his office.

I remember just the other day, I had to be so careful not to let her see me.

The elevator doors opened and I stepped into what I thought was an empty corridor when I heard her.

"Keep an eye on that one, she's been acting...different. I don't trust her."

"Yes, Ms Vawn."

I know that voice.

I hurry back to the elevator, desperately trying to close the doors but just when I think I've gotten away unnoticed, I look up to find her staring back at me.

Then the doors close.