At His Word: The Billionaire's Beck And Call, Part 6 - Plot & Excerpts
The car shuddered as it started moving, and for a moment, I felt like the floor dropped out from underneath me, that everything was slipping away. And maybe it was. I took a deep breath and wiped my face as the elevator slowed to a stop. Someone from the next floor down was getting on, and I didn’t want a stranger to see me crying. I worked here, after all. It would be no good for the whole company to know that Mr. Drake’s new assistant was weeping in the elevator. The doors slid open, and I shuffled back to make room, my eyes downcast. The doors slid shut, but instead of pushing the button for the floor he wanted, the man who entered slammed his hand onto the red “stop” button. “Don’t run from me like that again,” Mr. Drake said. My eyes snapped upward, meeting his. His hair was disheveled, his breathing catching up like he’d run down a flight of stairs. And I suppose he had. “You came after me.” I was in shock, standing there, staring at my boss, my eyes still full of tears threatening to spill over once again.
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