The Billionaire's Assistant

Chapter 25- His Tears

"You're drunk and don't know what you're saying"

" No I'm not, I need you, you're so soft," He said as he released my hands and wrapped his hands around me.

" I've dreamt of you every fucking night, wanting to hold you in my arms, whisper sweet nothings in your ears, I'm a jerk, I know I'm a jerk you don't have to tell me that, but I want you to be mine, only mine, I don't want you to get married to any other man, that jerk doesn't deserve you, I know I'm a jerk but I want to be your only jerk," He said as he dropped a kiss on my chest.

Who told him I wanted a jerk in my life? It was a good thing the car had coverage and the driver couldn't see or hear us or else we'd be giving him a show.

" I feel so sad, it hurts me so much when I see you with him, when you smile at him let him touch you, kiss those lips, it hurt me so fucking much," What was wrong with him, he was just talking rubbish because he was drunk. But isn't it usually said that people say what they really feel when they're drunk?

" You won't even remember what you're saying tomorrow morning," I said and he rested his head on my chest. I wanted to push him away but he looked so vulnerable, he shouldn't be holding onto me like this. I tried to push him off when I felt something wet drop on my chest.

Sweat?

But as I looked down at Mr. Vincenzo, he wasn't sweating, he looked like he was crying, cry?!

I felt confused. I didn't know what to do.

" I watched you for over a year, you seemed so happy with him, but I could see there was a light in your eyes missing, I wanted to be it for you, several times I wanted to walk up to you so bad but he was always there and I just couldn't man up to talk to you, so I had to watch you from the sidelines, it was so painful, I'd feel pain here…" He raised his head to point to his chest and I looked into his eyes which were filled with tears, my heart squeezed at the sight and my mouth couldn't form any words.

I was about to speak when the driver stopped the car and I quickly pushed myself away from him, I almost hugged him with the hurt look in his eyes.

The door came open and I stepped out of the car, Mr. Vincenzo also stepped out staggering so I helped him and he looked at me with a smile.

The driver helped him till we got to the elevator and then we both got in as we waited to reach our suite.

The elevator was quiet as Mr. Vincenzo leaned on me, gosh didn't he know he was heavy and he was putting his weight on me?

I struggled as I placed his hand on my shoulders and dragged him into his room and then I pushed him on the bed.

He groaned as his arm came to cover his eyes.

I removed his shoes and then I helped him with his suit jacket and tie. He just watched me with a silly smile, half awake half asleep.

" So beautiful," He muttered.

I've done my best for him, he could sleep with the rest.

I was about to turn when he held my hand to stop me. My eyes looked at his hand that was holding me and then I traced up to his eyes.

" What else do you want?" I asked with a sigh.

" Take off the shirt, it's uncomfortable,"

I groaned as I shut my eyes trying to push away the memory of me asking him to take off my dress when I was drunk because I was uncomfortable, I didn't want to even think about what followed next.

I tried to pull my hand away from him but he wouldn't let go.

" Mr. Vincenzo let go of me," I said, pulling harder but he was a strong man, even when drunk, I tried again but before I knew it he pulled me to him and I landed on his chest.

" What are you doing? Let me go," I said but his hands slowly came around me in a hug as he held me tightly pressing me to his chest.

" Let's stay like this, just for a moment, just you and me, forget that all you want to do is kill me, please, just for a while,"

I shouldn't be doing what he asked but I found myself closing my eyes as I rested my head on his chest listening to his heartbeat.

Just for a while, I'll stay with him until he falls asleep and then I'll leave.

Just for the moment.