I Won't Fall For You | ✔️

▪︎\\Chapter Nineteen

When I opened my eyes, a searing headache met me.

I clutched my head as I sat up slowly, blinking several times before adjusting to the light. I was in my room, but how did I get here? I didn't remember taking a cab home.

I pulled the covers off, and as I stood, I realized I was still in my work clothes. An ice bag sat on the small table beside my bed. On the other side of the room, I saw my bag, with some of the files scattered beside it.

Files?

Then everything started coming back.

Zed had tried to choke me, then slapped me. I touched my cheek and flinched at the ache. Then Devin had shown up and somehow managed to get me home.

I was so grateful for that. I knew I owed him an explanation, maybe this was the moment he finally learned about my past.

I owe it to him.

After changing into something simple, I went to the mirror in the bathroom. I stared in horror as I examined my face. There was a red mark on my cheek and my hair looked like I was fighting with a dog. I brushed my teeth and washed my face before leaving the room to go and find Devin.

I went downstairs and into the kitchen as I heard a sound coming from there. He was sitting at the table, eating breakfast while typing away on his phone. I noticed an extra plate on the opposite side and hesitated for a moment before sliding into the chair.

"Morning," I said, trying to sound casual as I looked at him, my mind already wondering what he was thinking.

He looked up from his phone and stared at me. He didn't answer. He kept looking at me as if he was trying to read my mind.

He didn't look angry or confused. He didn't look anything. His expression was unreadable.

"Why were you at Mordechai's penthouse so late?" he asked.

I took a bite of the French toast. I was seriously starving as I didn't eat anything last night.

"I...," was the only thing that came from my mouth. I didn't know if I should tell him exactly what happened or just get straight to why I was at his house.

"And I want the truth," he said tilting his head. I sighed before averting my eyes from his.

"He despises me. He looks down on me because I'm not as high as him. He said things that hurt me and... I broke down. After that I left the office and went to the park to clear my head. There was a meeting that I had to go to and I didn't because I just didn't feel like it. He was pissed at me and said I should be punished," I told him. I gripped the fork tighter in my hand.

"You know what he did?" I asked, meeting his eyes. He remained quiet, signalling me to continue.

"He took me to his penthouse and commanded me to finish all those documents you see in the bags, alone. He didn't even ask some of the assistants at the office to do some, he left everything to me and told me that I should be done by friday!"

I took a few breaths before calming myself down and continued eating.

"That wasn't right. Files should be split between the assistants and you may be his personal assistant, but you don't deserve such a harsh punishment. Even though it was his fault as to why you didn't attend the meeting. But what I'm mainly upset about was that he didn't drop you off!"