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Chapter 6. Broken hearts love more than life.

Every person wishes for honesty in love but it's really difficult to say what is destinied in love. It really hurts, knowing that whom you loved immensely just betrayed you.

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Yesterday was attraction,
Today is unsaid love,
Tomorrow will be obsession.

~♥~

" Alaia I want you in my office right now! " A voice boomed in my office.

I groaned in frustration, banging my forehead.

Ugh! not again!

Is he getting his mood swings again?

I swear sometimes I feel that he is bipolar or something, even I don't have these many mood swings. Heck, he can even surpass a pregnant lady in this matter. God, can you bless this man with some more dopamine level?

Please.

He really needs it.

What does he needs? Did he again misplaced the files? Or is hungry? Understanding him requires great patience which I most definitely don't have.

I walked to his office which was fortunately open. Without knocking, I went inside.

" Yes sir, do you need something? " I asked as soon as I entered his office.

He was standing near the window, he turned around and angrily pinned me against the wall. I got startled for a moment and looked at him wide eyed.

His hot breath fell upon my forehead as he looked at me with bloodshot eyes.

I struggled to wriggle out of his grip but his hold on my waist only tightened, causing me to wince in pain.

" How dare you Alaia? " he roared, causing me to flinch.

" What? " I tried to say confidently but my voice came as meek whisper.

I cursed myself inwardly.
Oh God what's wrong with me, where has all my anger disappeared?

" How dare you let that bastard touch you " He yelled and I closed my eyes in fear but confusion clouded my mind.

" What are you talking about? " I said, atleast my voice didn't shake or broke this time.

" Wow " he breathed out, laughing sarcastically and looked everywhere but at me. His eyes darted back towards me and he

He pushed himself against me and leaned down near my collar bone, causing me to shudder at the contact.

" You're whoring around in my office and asking me what am I talking about? So cool of you right? " he whispered harshly.

My eyes widened in shock. He called me a whore? A fucking whore! How much does he knows about me? This asshole. Bastard.

" Mr Ashton Johnson, just because I am respectful to you doesn't means that you are going talk shit about me " I said gritting my teeth, trying to keep calm and pushed him but he didn't entirely let go of me.

" and what the hell are you even talking about? How dare you call me a whore? Just leave me. " I shouted, pushing him away.

I felt an acute rage building inside me,
How dare he? My self respect is my everything, if he considers me as any of his bimbos then he is wrong.

He held my waist tightly and pulled me closer to himself, my breath hitched for a moment, looking into his deep green eyes. He caressed my cheeks softly for a moment.

" Oh really......you want me to leave you?! Did you liked the way he touched you, or when he had his hands around you? Or when he fucking kissed you? Why not mine! " he whispered, dazed.