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I wouldn’t get any peace until everything was fixed.
He laughed.
“Yeah, that’s why I didn’t waste a moment to say yes!”
Chuckling, I glanced at the boxes.
“You need any help with these?
I’m free right now.”
The eagerness was lucid in his eyes.
“Yes, please!
I’d be more than grateful if you do.”
Smiling, I took the smaller box he handed me and accompanied him to Liza’s former office.
Laughing at some joke he shared from his first day at job, we were just outside the empty office when we noticed Ace and Carter.
Carter was explaining something to Ace while trying to match his employer’s powerful steps.
The tense jaw and clenched fists of his declared of the storm that was raging inside him.
He was… furious.
He came to a halt when his eyes met mine.
The swirl of intense emotions that ran in his gray pools was unknown to me.
My smile faded.
What happened to him?
Even Carter was pale and out of breath.
When Ace’s gaze fell on Matt,?his jaw tightened even more before they moved back to me, eyeing the box in my hands.
In my peripheral vision, I saw Matt taking a step back, fumbling with the box as the boss glared daggers at both of us.
Slightly moving his head, he pointed Carter to the white parcel in my hands and in seconds, it was taken from me.
“I’ll help Matt from here.
Don’t worry,” Carter said, casting a nervous glance at Ace.
I narrowed my eyes at his boss as he came closer.
“What’s with you now?
And do not give me that look.
I’m not scared of you!”
I snapped, even if I found difficulty not to step back under his towering figure.
Placing a hand on my waist, he cupped my chin as if Carter and Matt weren’t standing there, watching us.
“I told you to go home and rest.
Then what are you doing here?
And with—” he threw another sharp look at Matt, “—one of my employees?”
“I was just helping him,” I replied, confused.
“He can help himself.
And if he can’t, then he can just ask someone else.
You don’t need to help him.”
“And what’s wrong with me helping him?”
I gave him a challenging look.
Pressing his lips together, he kept silence.
“I should go now.
A lot of work is pending,” Matt stuttered.
“You better!”
Ace hissed, not looking away from me.
Throwing a thanks my way, he fled inside the office, followed by Carter.
All the while, our gazes didn’t break.
We did the staring match for some moments, until he took a deep breath and closed his eyes, calming him down.
Once opening them back, he pressed our foreheads together.
“You always make me lose my sanity, Rosebud.”
With my brows still furrowed, I said, “And you drive me insane!”
His lips twitched at the side.
“Do I?”
I nodded, slowly melting.
“Why so angry?”
Expression back to serious again.
“I’m a very possessive man, Rosebud.
I don’t like my woman laughing with some other man.”
My eyes widened at the ridiculousness.
“He’s just a friend.
Stop behaving like a caveman!
And I’m not your woman!”
His orbs darkened as he pulled me closer, his nostrils flaring.
“You are.
You’re mine, Emerald Hutton.
The sooner you accept it, the better.”
He took a swift glance at his wrist.
“I’ve got somewhere to go right now.
I’ll talk to you later.
This talk isn’t over yet.”
“But this is ridic—“
My words died in my throat with his mouth claiming mine in a punishing kiss.
As if thousands of electric shocks ran down my entire body the moment his lips touched mine.
Delicious shivers shot through my insides as his expert?tongue explored every inch of my mouth.
Instead of fighting him, a whimper left me as my eyes closed on their own.
And just as I was about to cling to him, he pulled away.
No…
Still dazed from the euphoria of his scorching kiss, my treacherous eyes cast him a look of irritation.
Why did he pull away?
“Nobody can take you away from me,” he growled close to my yearning lips, his eyes flashing with rage.
Carter came out of the office and stood behind him, but I was too busy thinking of his words.
Giving me a last deep kiss, he said, “I’ll see you later.
Go home.”
Then he was gone, leaving me unsated and confused.
“Nobody can take you away from me.”
What did he mean by that?
Somehow, I knew he didn’t say it because of Matt.
There was something else.
I saw it in his eyes.
Rage, hatred and… fear.
Why was that?
Letting out a sigh, I touched my bruised lips.
Intolerable man!
How dare he behave like he owned me?
I’ll definitely kick his ass if he kisses me once more without my permission!
Huffing, I decided to head back to my office.
As I turned to another hallway, I stopped when Sierra came out of the main conference room.
The thing that had my brows knitted was her trembling state.
With her arms around her, she silently wiped her cheeks, her dark hair hiding her face from me.
Without looking anywhere, she put her head down and rushed away.
What’s wrong with her?
As far as I knew, there was no meeting today.
So what was she doing in the empty conference room?
Then the door of the conference room opened again and came out a person I knew quite well.
Arthur Valencian.
With a blank expression on his face, head high in confidence, as usual, he shoved his hands into his pockets and followed the way Sierra just took.
He didn’t notice me standing at the other corner of the hallway.
Confusion webbed inside me.
What the hell was he doing inside an empty conference room with Sierra?
She looked pretty shaken.
Was he threatening her about something?
Or was there something else?
TWENTY-SEVEN: WARNER?
“G
od, girl!
You should seriously dump that ass boyfriend of yours!
I thought he was a nice guy, but I didn’t know what a mommy’s boy he was!”
Cassie cursed, shaking her head while Beth grabbed another tissue from the tissue box on her lap and blew her nose.
“It’s not that easy, Cass.
I love him.
We’ve been together for three years.”
Beth sniffled, wiping her cheeks.
“Just because you guys have been together for three years, doesn’t mean you’ll take his mother’s shit.
You deserve much more than this!”
Cassie snapped.
After getting the early leave, I came directly to Cassie’s place.
And though I didn’t find Beth in the same state I found her last night, she wasn’t any better.
She was still a mess.
After asking Cassie of what happened to her, she told me everything.
Beth and her boyfriend, Mason, were happy in their little world.
Until his conservative Catholic mother stepped into the picture once she got to know that her one and only son was going to marry a non-Catholic girl.
His mother’s displeasure with their relationship was creating problems between them.
And being a mommy’s boy he was, as Cassie mentioned, he didn’t have the guts to go against his mother and stand by Beth and their love.
Now Beth feared he might as well break up with her, heeding his mother’s advice.
And that’s why I found her at that bar, drunk out of her mind.
Looking down at her hands, Beth whispered, “You won’t understand.
I can’t just leave everything like that.
I-I can’t live without him.”
Cassie scoffed.
“But it seems like he definitely can.
Otherwise, he wouldn’t let you leave his apartment so easily.
He didn’t even fight for you!
And here you thought he’d come after you if you left him.”
“Now I’m repenting it.
His mom will use this situation against us,” Beth sniffled, her lower lip trembled.
Placing my hand on hers, I squeezed gently.
“Don’t worry, Beth.
I know Mason.
That guy really loves you.
Maybe he’s confused between his mother and you right now.
But I’m sure, as soon as he realizes his mistake of letting you go, he’ll come after you.
I know he will.”
“Huh, I can’t second that.
Not everyone is Achilles Valencian,” Cassie stated, rolling her eyes.
Though a blush burned my cheeks, I sent a glare her way.
That girl never knew when to shut up.