A Little Too Dark

As Never Seen Before.

Andrea sat quietly alongside Lorenzo as he drove her to her apartment. Her car was still t her office and she was not in the state to be around Amanda. Lorenzo didn't even offer to drive her back to her office, he asked for her address and then went silent. Andrea had calmed down a bit. She had stopped crying at some point – she doesn't know if it was because her tear had dried or if it was because her head was throbbing, whatever the reason – her tears had stopped spilling off her eyes. The whole incident kept coming back to her mind – she couldn't distract her in any way. The memories were too fresh to be forgotten. Andrea doesn't believe that she will ever recover from this trauma. This will forever be plastered on her mind.

Her eyes went on Lorenzo again, who drove silently. His eyebrows were knitted towards. Hid forehead was creased – she wondered if it hurt him to frown for so long. She didn't see the creases disappear since Lorenzo returned from 'meeting Martin in private'. His hands were tightly wrapped around the stirring. His entire demeanor was intense. Her eyes went on him changing the gear before she averted them away from him and looked out of the window. Today, she witnessed a very different essence of him.

Andrea wasn't entirely comfortable from letting a man touch after what happened. She felt very fragile the moment Lorenzo walked into the washroom. She didn't feel relief to see him – instead, she was scared of him too. It was her weakest moment, she would have been scared of any men at that time. She knew that he would never try to force himself on her, but still, the fear in her mind was too fresh to dismiss. She couldn't help but ask him to not come near her – she didn't want to be touched at that moment – even if it was to help her. Lorenzo didn't force her to let her help her on her feet. He didn't get too near to her, instead, he kept his distance and tried to talk to her. It took his time to offer his assistance to help her stand. Everything he was saying was so calculated – he wasn't panicking although she could see the anger in his eyes. He didn't say anything inappropriate – not even unintentionally.

When Andrea finally got up on her feet, she glanced at her reflection in the mirror and once again burst into tears, not even once did Lorenzo asked her to stop crying. He didn't hurry her to do anything, instead, he waited for her to calm down. When his phone rang and he talked to someone named 'Aaron' – probably his assistant, he asked him and his team to leave. Andrea didn't want her problems to affect his business, but Lorenzo didn't seem in the mood to talk about it – neither was she. When he asked Aaron to ask Martin to wait for him alone – all blood drained her face.

Soon Lorenzo was off the call. "Why do you want to see in private?" She couldn't help but ask. She was scared – not for Martin or Lorenzo but for her and Liana.

Lorenzo looked at her, "Don't worry about it. The only thing you need to know is that you are safe and so is your niece. I will try and do everything I can to make him pay for what he did, without hurting you or anyone else." He told her calmly. Andrea was speechless – she wanted to ask him why was he helping her to this extend? Why was he jeopardizing a business opportunity for her? But she couldn't bring these concerns to her lips – she was emotionally drained to even process whatever might happen next.

After a pause, Lorenzo spoke, "How did you get here?"

"I came with the office's driver. Amanda asked to come here in the office car. My car is still there," She answered hoarsely.

Lorenzo nodded his head, "Is it okay if I drive you back to your place, or do you want me to call someone to come pick you up? Farrah, maybe?" Lorenzo asked.

Andrea was quick to shake her head. She didn't want to call Farrah. She didn't want her sister to come here, where a perverted man threatened to hurt Farrah's daughter. "I can take a cab," She replied. She doesn't want to be a burden on him.