Grace's pov
I was a little taken back when Mr.Payne wanted to see me after work. Of course I'm nervous I have no idea why but I guess I have to go because it's part of my internship I guess. The rest of the day is very slow and anxious. Mr. Payne comes in and out of the office but when he's in here, he seems different. I don't know how to explain it, just the way he looks at me and watches my every move.
I take a break from all this filing and organizing and head outside for a few minutes. I get a few stares from these snobby women that wear a little revealing clothing. I huff and finally get some fresh air or at least what I thought was fresh air. I look next to me and see this guy smoking. I scrunch my nose and start coughing a little. I've never been fond of cigarettes. The guy seems to notice that I'm practically choking on the smoke. He chuckles and then speaks up.
"Not fond of cigarettes eh?" He asks with a big smile. I simply shake my head no. He nods and takes one more swig and puts it out. I take in his appearance and it's not too bad. I mean this guy is pretty good looking but I wouldn't expect seeing him here. He has dark brown hair and lots of tattoos. His jawline is so sharp but it's covered in scruff. I'm too distracted by his features that I don't hear what he says.
"Uh hello, I'm Zayn. Who might you be?" He smirks.
"My name is Grace and I'm interning for Mr. Payne."
"Oh that's cool. I work here but you probably don't see much of me around because I'm out and about. So if you're an intern, you must go to college?" He questions.
"Yeah I'm in my second year of college. I attend UCLA. I'm majoring in English. How did you end up in this place." I intrude.
"Well I'm also in college but a friend of mine works here and I needed to pay for college somehow so he was able to pull some strings. I'm a junior in college and I go to the same school. I'm majoring in medicine but minoring in art." He simply states. I check my phone and my break is already over.
"Well Zayn it was nice meeting you, maybe we can hang out or talk sometime. I have to get back to Mr.Payne's office." I wave goodbye and he does the same.
"See you later Grace." I hear him say in the distance. I head up to the office and go back to doing what I do best. As I head to the office I hear a female voice along with Mr.Payne's. I debate on whether or not I should go in. I decide to knock and open the door at the same time. I look at him and looks pissed maybe. He's pacing back and forth but then sees me and his face softens a little. The girl turns around eyeing me head to toe. I can already tell she doesn't like me but I don't know why she wouldn't I mean I haven't even done anything. She possibly can't be jealous of the way I look because I'm not that amazing and she looks like a freaking model. I avoid any conflict with this women and head straight to my desk.
Mr.Payne gets the girl and tells her something while leading her out of his office. By the looks of it I don't think she liked what he said. He comes back into the office and shuts the door. I don't know whether or not if I should speak but then he does.
"Sorry you had to see that, it's my ex girlfriend and she was here trying to get back with me. I never want to get back together with her again. She was just using me for my money." He says. I can't even mange to get any words out all I mange to say is "oh."
He clears his throat and adjusts his tie and went back to his paperwork. I have about an hour left of work and then I just have to see what he wanted to talk about. Let's hope this doesn't take long.
The hour goes by quickly and everyone starts heading home and I'm stuck here with Mr.Payne. He walks into the office after another meeting and then speaks.
"Grace, we going to have a change of plans. You're going to have to come with me to a meeting because it's what you're going to have to be doing from now on." He states.
"Oh okay. What am I going to have to do?"
"Well it depends on the meeting, usually you just takes notes or sometimes we have meetings at a restaurant. You will have to ride with me though. You may not just follow me with your car. My driver will take us to all the meetings." He grabs all his things together and I do the same.
We head down to the main lobby and when we leave the building I see a car waiting for us. The driver gets out of the car and opens the door. Mr.Payne nudges me to get in first and do what he says. I slide over and Liam climbs in. My first meeting with him.
I pull out my phone and decide to text Lily telling her I might be home late. I scroll through my social media to avoid any awkwardness with Mr.Payne. We get to the meeting within a few minutes and the driver soon opens the door. I wait for Mr.Payne to lead the way. He leads me to this glass building and I continue to follow him. We get to this room where there's a big table, I assume this is where the meeting will be held.
"Grace, for tonight's meeting you can just sit back and pay attention, no notes." Mr.Payne says and I nod. I follow him and he pulls out a seat for me and I quietly thank him. He takes a seat next to me and soon men in business suits start piling in the room. I'm not quite sure what the talk about because it's just so boring. I stay quiet throughout the meeting. I look over and see this man probably a little over 25 staring at me. I shift uncomfortably and the man licks his lips. This man seems pretty creepy so I tell Mr.Payne that I need to use the lady's room so I excuse myself. I get out of that room and away from that man.
As I'm about to go back to the room, I feel someone grab my waist. I hear a man's voice and I turn around and see it's the same guy who was staring at me.
"Well what's a sexy woman like you doing out here all by herself." He says into my ear and starts kissing my neck. I'm disgusted and I'm trying to get out of his grip.
"Please stop this. Get off of me!" I plea. He doesn't budge. I try to loosen his grip around me but it's no use against him. I can feel his hands move to try and grope my breast and then slowly starts moving down. Moments later I feel him yanked from my body.
What the heck? I look over and see Mr.Payne throwing punches at this guy. After a few punches he pulls the guy up and yells at.
"Don't you ever touch her again." He spits. Once he looks my way, his eyes soften and he makes his way towards me.
"Hey, are you okay?" He whispers and I shake my head. He helps me up and takes his coat and wraps it around me. My mind is trying wrap around at what just happened. I feel so violated and I'm so glad Mr.Payne barged in when he did. He walks me to the car and helps me in. All I can do is just stare off in the distance. He soon climbs in and starts bombarding me with questions.
"Tell me everything. Now." He says.
"Well I noticed he was looking at me while we were in the meeting. So I was getting uncomfortable and I excused myself. Then as I was outside the room, he came out and started kissing my neck and groping me. Then you came out and pulled him off. I did try to get him off but he had a pretty tight grip on me." I cry. I didn't realize I was even crying until he wiped his thumb across my cheek.
"Shhh it's okay come here." He coos. I scoot near him and just start crying into his chest. He stays quiet and tries to calm me. I realized that I'm crying into my boss's chest so I get up and wipe my tears.
"Ugh I'm sorry, I shouldn't be acting like this. I'm such a mess right now." I sigh.
"No it's okay, I understand. You had something terrible happen to you. I should apologize to you for bringing you here." He says.
"Well it's part of my internship isn't it?" I question. He sighs and opens his mouth to speak.
"Well technically you didn't have to come to this meeting with me."
"What?"
"Well- I...I-" he stutters.
"You what?" I asks. He opens his mouth to speak but we're interrupted by the driver.
Author's note
I finally updated again! I'm sorry for the long wait but here it is. I didn't check this chapter so if there's mistakes I'm sorry. Please vote.
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