I Won't Fall For You | ✔️

▪︎\\Chapter Ten

I woke up feeling like I was ran over by a heavy duty truck last night.

I got up and ran a hand through my messy hair.

Romario popped into my mind, and I remembered that he was here. What was worse was that Zed was nearby too. I was mostly afraid of him finding out that I was around. If he did, he would either kill me or threaten me to work for him again, and I didn't want that.

I left the bed and went to the bathroom to take a nice shower. It was still early, which I was thankful for. My only hope today was to find a job and stay on the low. I hated the idea of hiding, but I had no choice. I couldn't let them find me and take me. I stopped doing those jobs years ago, and I wasn't going to start again.

I wasn't that type of person anymore.

After exiting the shower, I wrapped a towel around my body and left the bathroom.

I dressed into something causal but with a hint of professionalism within it. A dark button-up blouse and a pair of Jeans. I combed my hair into a messy bun before taking up my jacket and leaving the room.

On my way downstairs, I saw Hans heading to the kitchen. Just great, I thought, before going in his direction as well. I went straight to the cupboard and took out one of those instant oatmeal porridges. I put some water to boil and waited.

"Good morning, beautiful."

I turned around and looked at him. He had a smirk on his face as he eyed my body up and down. I swear only some people in this world deserved eyes.

"Morning," I replied blandly.

After pouring the hot water into the porridge, I let it sit for two minutes. When I started eating, I noticed a pair of eyes on me. I looked up from my plate to see Hans watching me like prey.

That's it!

"Why don't you keep your eyes to yourself and stop watching me like you're about to pounce on me?" I asked, my voice rising a little higher.

"It's a free world sweetie. I can look at what I want and touch what I want. And when I look at you... you are what I want. Such nice skin and lips. Lips that could-"

I didn't give him time to finish.

I poured his glass of water all over him. I didn't even feel hungry anymore so I got up and left the kitchen. He was still in shock from what I did but I could care less. I hope he got my message that I wasn't and will never be interested in dating or even touching him.

I pulled on my jacket and left the house.

I hailed a cab and got in as fast as I could. He drove off, and I rested my head against the door.

There were too many things on my mind, and when they all came together, nothing made sense. I closed my eyes and decided to focus on my future and the dreams I hoped to achieve.

About fifteen minutes later, the cab pulled up. I hopped out and paid the driver. I started walking on the pavement, eyes darting from shops to shops.

"Vanessa!"

I turned and saw Camille running up to me. She basically half stifled me with a hug before letting go. She was dressed in a pair of black jeans, a crop top and a tiger print jacket.

"Where are you headed to?" she asked, before digging into her bag.

"Planning on finding a job," I replied with a small smile.

"Oh, that's great. Anyways, I have to go, gossip calls," she said quickly before rushing off.

She needs to cut down on the amount of gossiping she has been doing. I mean, I've never met a single person who talks so much about other people's lives.