𝗝𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗔𝘀𝘀𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗻𝘁 ☏︎

𝟎𝟔 | 𝐅𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓

(Edited)

𝐃𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐧 ☕︎

I watch as they flirt in front of everybody, and for some odd reason, it makes me clench my fists. But I brush it off, and stride back into my office.

Just as I'm about to sit down and enjoy my short break, Nevaeh and Alejandro walk in, all lovey-dovey.

"Sir, is there anything else I can get you?" Nevaeh smiles at me. It doesn't reach her eyes or make her dimples pop out. But it doesn't hide the fact that she's in a better mood than when she left.

I glance at Alejandro, who seems to be exchanging their numbers.

"Yes, actually." I begin. "Get him out of my office." Their flirting already makes me feel nauseous, and bringing it into my office is borderline ridiculous.

Al abruptly lifts his head, his gaze coming to mine. "You're kicking me out again? What's your deal?" He paces toward me. I shift my eyes to Nevaeh's, and completely ignore him.

She scoffs. "What is wrong with you?" She asks, her words laced with irritation, giving me the nastiest glare she could muster.

She clearly thought she was intimidating me but she looked stupid.

So I stand up, getting all up in her personal space and grab her by the arm firmly. "If you don't comply," I lower my head so my lips are hovering just above her ear, "then you can kiss this job goodbye."

She frees her arm from my grasp and backs away from me, with fear in her eyes. "You're crazy." She chokes out.

"I can be crazier." I counter, taking another step closer to her.

Then, Alejandro decides to stop standing there for decoration when he rushes towards me and pushes me away.

"You need to calm down." he says, placing an arm over Nevaeh's abdomen, so that I couldn't pass the 'border' he'd made between me and her. "I don't understand why you're picking on me."

I could laugh at his audacity. His eagerness to look like a strong, powerful man in front of Nevaeh.

Ignoring his question, I raise a brow. "Just warning her of you." I step closer, so that he has to look up at me. "Do you want to tell her or should I?"

When he doesn't back down, I decide to tell her. "He's a player. He'll get bored of you eventually and leave you vulnerable-"

Then, it's like something in him snapped, because he lunges at me, grabbing me by my collar and pushing me up against my wall.

He thinks he can try to fight me in my own office, just to impress Nevaeh?

I throw a punch and he immediately lets go of me, caressing his rapidly reddening face.

Pathetic.

I glance over at Nevaeh, and terror dominates her features.

Before I could say anything to her, she grabs her bag and rushes out the room. I'm about to chase after her but I'm stopped by Alejandro, as he clutches his bleeding nose, dripping on my floor.

"Don't fuck this up any more than you already have," he snarls, before turning on his heel and exiting my office, making sure to slam the door, extra hard.

Fuck.

𝐍𝐞𝐯𝐚𝐞𝐡 ☁︎

I grab my bag and dash out of the office. What the hell was going on? Two grown ass men boxing in the office?