BENEATH HIS MASK

CHAPTER 15 (PART A)

A/N- this chapter is dedicated to shakthi nirmal previsouly Known as @bigbangtheory11. thanks for your support

I can't believe i told her about that. Why did do that anyway? That was one of the most private keeps of my life which i have kept to myself for so long. And to think i told her about it because i didn't want her to get the wrong impression of me , that i wasn't a harasser. why did i care about what she thought of me anyway? It must have only been because she was my employee now and i wanted her to respect me? yeah that was probably it.

I sighed in frustration as i poured myself a glass of scotch. i gulped it down in one shot as i ran my hand through my hair.

"drinking your self through a rough night again damien?" a familiar voice said from behind me. i poured another glass of scotch and slided it beside me.

"well, aren't you going to answer my question?"

"depends on wether you join me or not."

Alexander sat down on the stool next to me and took a sip from his glass.

"would you like a cup of tea instead?" i asked smirking.

"shut up and tell me what's wrong." He commanded lightly.

I chuckled lightly before looking at him and replying

"Rebecca found out the truth behind the harrinson case."

My brother who looked like he was busy with his own thoughts, completely sgifted his attention to me which was eveident in his expressions.

"and how did she find out?" he asked in a calm tone.

"well, she didn't find out as much as i told her." i confessed looking at my glass.

" YOU Told her?" he yelled, suprise evident in his expressions. "what exactly happened?"

"she found the file of that case and asked me if i did harass a girl, i first told her to believe what she wanted to believe but then after a while...i told her the truth. I didn't expect her to believe me...but i think she did."

"why the change of heart little brother?"

His question hit a chord but it did make me think. Why did i tell her? why did it matter to me for her to know that i wouldn't cross my limits?

"because...i guess....i didn't want her to think the worst of me." the words left my mouth before i even realisd it. I actually cared about what she thought of me. but why? Why did it matter?

"i must have told her because i wanted my employee to give me the basic respect and not think the worst of me."

My brother looked at me for a second as if i had grown two heads. He looked at me and snorted before replying

"since when did all those things matter to you.? as far as i am aware of, you don't really care about what your employees think of you let alone respect you."

"i don't know. Maybe i care now.maybe it will help me get things done faster... i don't know." I said as i let out a frustrated sigh. GOD why is this so confusing?

"may i offer you a peice of advice damien?"

I chuckled at his approach "you never had to ask for permission before alex."

A smirk plastered on his face before he said something which urned my confusion to irritation. "you have been thinking about this girl for the entire week. If you haven't come up with a reasonable explanation as to justify your actions for the past few days, i don't think you can come up with one in the next five minutes. Besides, it's already half an hour past mid night, why don't you just go to sleep."