Forever Yours

.7

Emma had stopped breathing all together.

Horrified, she watched his tall figure coming towards the wardrobe . The terror she felt was nothing compared to what Jack made her feel. Nothing to what she had been through!

She was hyperventilating!

If he found out she was hiding in his closet. .if he—Emma knew nothing would save her! She would be kicked out! A dead meat!

She slapped both of her hands over her mouth when he raised his large hand and slid the glass door from the far left side while she was standing at the far right of the wardrobe.

The door slid to the side effortlessly and she glanced at his  hands rummaging through the suits.

"Build the pressure. Build it until it breaks them. " His deep voice resonated through the wardrobe. Emma's heart thudded at hearing his voice so close to her. .as if he was talking to her. .

"Take Jeremy on this. I know Miles will collapse under pressure. The only reason he's not fired yet is because—"

He took a suit off the rack and slid the glass door back on place . .Emma ripped her hands off her mouth and leaned her back against the wall of the wardrobe. .nearly collapsing from relief!

First day of job and she was already having a panic attack. .

She rubbed soothing circles on the sore spot on her chest.

"It's okay. It's okay. You made it." She tapped on her heart like it would put it to rest.

She listened closely for his footsteps but all she heard was the swish of the fabrics. . something heavy falling to the floor and she took one glance at his shadow like image filtering through the opaque glass.

Was he. ...?

Instantly she squeezed her eyes shut. Clenching her fists.

Shit!

He was stripping.

Changing.

She didn't dare open her eyes until the last swish of the rich fabric slid down  his body.

Slowly, she opened up her eyes.

Emma resembled a statue , not breathing not blinking. Her eyes stuck to the lean figure moving about the room. Collecting his stuff.

And after five minutes. .

He moved towards the door.

Going out.

The door shutting behind.

"Thank God. .thank God. ." She kept whispering  while sliding the glass door with shaking hands. She was trembling all over!

The pinpricks moving over her body made  her realize how close she was to being killed by a grown man.

She didn't waste a single second.

Quickly and quietly she slipped out of the door.

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Clueless.

Cueless about where she was heading to. .her head still under pressure about what nearly happened.

If he ever find out she had a glimpse of him naked—

She shook her head, dissipating the dark image. Thank God, again , for the opaque glass that hid everything and all she caught was a dark shadow of his body—

"There you're!"

A cheerful voice said right behind her.

Surprised, Emma whirled around seeing Diana Santos dressed up in a designer suit. A brilliant smile on her bare face. Hair tied up in a sleek bun.