I Won't Fall For You | ✔️

▪︎\\Chapter Forty Seven

VANESSA COLLINS

I didn't see him back at work yesterday.

After what happened in the office, my mind was in a different state. I didn't know if he had any feelings for me or was it just pure lust.

I knew he was pissed at how I challenged him but I had to make my point. If he regretted making out with me then he shouldn't have done it in the first place. If he thinks it's so wrong then he should keep his hands to himself.

Currently, I was on my lunch break.

I haven't spotted him all morning and to be honest, I'm not sure if I wanted to see him. My mind was clouded with too many thoughts.

I was in the lounge room along with Olivia who was typing away on her phone. I laid back on the couch and stared up at the Mandala patterned ceiling. It was painted white but you could see the outline of the beautiful designs.

I didn't know how long I laid there deep in thought but when I got up, Olivia was gone and was replaced by Mordechai. He sat there with his legs crossed and a hand on his chin. I laid back down and placed my hands on my chest.

He was the last person I wanted to see.

"Are you going to ignore me as if I'm not here Vanessa?" he asked in a very serious voice.

I rolled my eyes before turning on my side and looked at him. I watched as his eyes went from mine down further to my legs.

I didn't get to do my laundry so the only skirt I found to wear to work was a black one with a small slit at the side. The color wasn't the problem, the length was.

"What do you want Mordechai? Can't you see I'm on my lunch break?" I replied in a sarcastic way before sitting up and staring at him.

He shook his head before running a hand through his hair.

"I'm still your boss Vanessa and I don't like how you've been speaking to me," he stated. I looked at him in disbelief.

"Well for once I don't care. You think just because you're so 'high classed' that eveyone below you should suck up to you. Well, not me. I'm a human being and I have feelings and I talk for my rights. If you have a problem with that, I can't help you," I responded before crossing my arms and relaxing on the couch.

He seemed to be having a discussion with himself as his eyes tossed left and right.

Before I could say anything else, he had moved from his position and was now straddling me. His body was completely on mine as he trapped me with his arms. He leaned in but I turned my head away.

"Can you please get off?" I stated before looking back at him.

I wasn't going to fall for this again. It always leads to regret on his end. I watched as his lips twisted in a smirk. I didn't find the situation funny. He came closer and went for my neck. My toes curled slightly when I felt his lips near my sweet spot.

I wanted to push him away but it felt like my spirit left my body. It was like I was a slave to his touch. His lips went to mine and I knew I was gone.

It was rough, demanding and lustful. He pulled away and the only sounds that were evident was our shallow breathing.

"Why do you keep doing this, Vanessa?" He asked. I stared at him puzzled.