I Won't Fall For You | ✔️

▪︎\\Chapter Forty Six

MORDECHAI LENETTI

I didn't get enough sleep last night. I kept tossing and turning because I was so sexually frustrated.

At any other time I would've called Tifanny but I broke off the contract with her. She was getting on my nerves with everything she does and she knew better than to mess with me.

But was it her I really wanted?

I thought about that for a while. The scene of the stripper continously replayed in my head as I imagined she was Vanessa.

Something was going on with me and I needed to figure it out. It's like her image keeps popping up in my head. The way she moved, talked, dressed and how she always managed to try and challenge me.

She was back at work today and my mind was in a different zone as if something unexpected will be happening. Upon entering the building, I was greeted by Tifanny who stopped right in front of me.

She was dressed in her usual short skirt, un-buttoned blouse and a pair of high heels. At one point those things would've turn me on but not anymore. She was just trying too hard now.

"Good morning. You seem a bit under the weather today, is there anything I can help with?" she asked trying to sound seductive.

"No, I'm fine," I replied, walking past her and heading to the elevator.

I pressed the button for the top floor and waited. I was stressed over the fact that my dad wanted me to get married as soon as possible and have kids.

It was all too much. I do want him to see his dreams come true before his Alzheimer's takes over completely, but his requests were just not possible.

Well, not for now.

The elevator came to a stop and I walked out and made my way to her office. I didn't even knock. I enter and sure enough she was there sitting in the chair looking out of space. I didn't know how long I stood there for just watching her. Hearing her breathe, my mouth opened but no words came out.

I was in front of the woman I was fantasizing about.

She turned and her eyes met mine. She studied me for a few seconds before breaking the silence.

"Are you ok?" She asked as her eyes met mine.

Why did she care?

Of course I wasn't okay but as a man there are some things you just have to handle. She was dressed in a black skirt, white blouse and a black cardigan. Her hair was loose on her shoulders and I would be lying if I said she didn't look appealing.

"What makes you think I'm not ok Miss Collins?" I asked as I raised an eyebrow at her.

She crossed her legs and released a small smile. It was surprising that I called her by her last name because I was use to calling her Vanessa.

"Back to formal names are we? Never mind. By the way is there something you need? I want to get these documents sorted?" She replied as she pushed her chair closer to the computer.

I stared at her for a few seconds before turning and going towards the door. I had a mini battle with my mind trying to push away the first thought that popped up but I lost it.

I locked the door before turning and taking a step towards her.

"You're pushing me Vanessa," I said to her before I gulped harshly.

She looked at me with a confused face but remained still in her seat. I wanted to stop myself but I couldn't. There was something about her that had me wrapped up and it was driving me crazy.