I Won't Fall For You | ✔️

▪︎\\Chapter Twenty Three

VANESSA COLLINS

Upon going to work today, I was not expecting this.

I woke up in an unexplainable mood because tomorrow was the day Franco and I would be having dinner. I wasn't really looking forward to it, but since I couldn't avoid it, I might as well get it over with.

I didn't know what would happen after. Would we stay in touch, or would we go back to being strangers? And why did it even matter to me? I wasn't that interested in him.

'Your body says otherwise,' my subconscious whispered.

My mind drifted back to when he came over and sat so close to me. My body betrayed me, and I sometimes wonder what would've happened if Mordechai hadn't shown up.

Would I have slept with Franco? I didn't want to, but judging by how my body reacted, it was possible.

I wore a dark blue pants and a white blouse to work today. My hair was in a bun and I had in my simple nub earrings. I took my bag and this time I walked with it on my arm instead of wearing it on my shoulder.

I was having a mixture of different moods that when they came together, it was all a big blur.

But as I said, I was not expecting this.

I was at the entrance of the building and I watched everyone else gathered around to witness Mordechai's father shouting about.

He was asking for his son who was surprisingly not here as yet. He seemed like the updated version of Mordechai's arrogance.

"I should fire all of you! How doesn't anyone know where their own boss is?" His rough voice boomed through the building.

No one said a word, and neither did I. He was furious, and the assistants looked terrified. Then he turned, and his eyes met mine.

He started walking towards me.

I swallowed hard as he got closer and closer. I didn't think he even knew who I was.

"Who are you? I don't think I've seen you here before," he said as he looked me up and down. Not in a disgusting way but more like menacingly.

"I'm Vanessa. Vanessa Collins. I'm your son's personal assistant," I replied.

He stared me straight in the face, his presence completely intimidating. I had only seen him once before, at the party, and he hadn't seemed this arrogant then.

I guess I was wrong to think that so soon.

"Dad?"

Mordechai was standing so close behind me that I could hear his shallow breathing. His dad glared at him for a few more seconds before walking off.

"We need to talk!" He shouted as the assistants made way for him to pass.

Mordechai walked past me, his eyes lingering on mine for a few seconds before he followed after his father.

I heard a car door slam, and then saw Tiffany walking up the steps, flipping her hair to the side.

"Isn't it weird that she showed up a few minutes after the boss?"

I looked beside me and saw Deidra glaring at Tif. I've come to notice that most of the girls here don't like her. Not that I blame them because your personality defines who you are. And Tif wasn't the type of person you want to hang around with.

"I'm going to my office," I said as she nodded and I walked off.

I went to the elevator and made my way to the top floor. As I stepped out of the elevator, I heard the sound of something breaking and it came from Mordechai's office.