Chloe's POV.

"Ma'am, it's getting late and we're gonna close soon so I would insist that you go home."

"No, he said he would come. Didn't he? I'll wait, it's not a problem."

"Umm I'm afraid that cannot happen. Cause, sir probably isn't gonna be coming now. He's probably gone home. So, I suggest you too, go home. You can meet him tomorrow."

She looks down. Her shoulders move up and down as she breathes deeply. I can feel my heart race, I hope I don't die tonight.

"That man. Is going to pay for this!" She huffs out.

She looks up at me, eyes blazing like fire. Oh dang. Is she gonna kill me? Does she know? Oh my god does she know?

"You!" She points at me.

"I'll get you for this! He is Mine! Not yours!" She lunges at me. I land on the ground and she takes the opportunity to punch me in the face.

She starts screaming bloody murder as if she isn't on top of me and I'm the murderer.

"SHUT UP CRAZY WOMAN!" I punch her as hard as I can. She falls beside me, I get up as fast as possible and make a run for it, but she grabs my hair and I let out a scream in pain.

"YOU LITTLE-" I pull her hair, hard. She lets out a frustrated scream and lets loose of my hair. I take the opportunity to grab the nearest thing possible and slam it on her head. This time she doesn't scream, she growls, falling onto the ground with a thud. I hit her with a freaking night lamp. With a Freaking night lamp!

Oh. My. God.

Is she dead?

Am I going to go to jail?

Are the police gonna catch me?

I fall to my knees and push her so that I can see her face. Her eyes are closed, she's unconscious. Thank goodness. I thought I killed her.

I quickly get up, run to my desk and grab my phone and call Christopher.

"Hello."

"Hello! Hello! Chris, Oh my god, Chris. Come to your office right now."

"Why? What happened? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, just come as fast as possible." I hang up. He comes exactly after 10 minutes, looks at me, then his eyes trail to where she lies. His face was looked like he was speechless.

"Surprise." I say, without any humor in my voice.

"So.......umm Whoa"

"I know, I thought I killed her but she's just unconscious."

"Uhhuh, And now we gotta initiate a plan before she wakes up."

"What plan?"

"Get her jacket, let's pick her up." I quickly pick up her jacket from the table and we both pull her up to her feet. Her arms around our shoulders.

"Where are we taking her?" I ask.

"Her driver's waiting for her."

"But, wouldn't he ask why she's in this state?"

"We can just make an excuse, cause I know that she won't say anything to anyone tomorrow."

"Are you sure?"

He doesn't answer, just nods and that's enough. We take her out of the office and walk to the elevator, even if this woman seems light, she ain't light. We press the button for the ground floor and breath together. How are we gonna do this? What if she calls the police?

The elevator chimes the floor and we come out holding her in place.

"Chloe, leave her now." I let her hand fall off my shoulder and Chris picks her up. Now her head lies on his chest.

"Why didn't you do that earlier?" I ask.

"I just didn't wanna hold her in my arms." He states blankly. As if he does this everyday. I can't trace his emotions, he wears them and hides them so good that it's hard to tell if he's nervous or happy or sad or anything at all.

I look away from him and we walk to the exit. The security guard looks at us with wide eyes. His mouth opens but then he shuts it and opens the door for us.

"Andrew!" Chris calls out. A middle aged man wearing a black suit comes out of a car and heads toward us. He looks at Emily, then at Chris and then his eyes find me. He stares at me for a minute and the looks away.

"She drank too much. Could you take her back home, Andrew?" Chris says, his voice stern.

"Yes, sir." Chris puts Emily down to her feet and Andrew puts her arm around his shoulders. They walk back to the car and soon they are off.

I look up at the sky, sighing deeply. What a 'great' day!

"You wanna grab a snack?"

I turn my head and stare wide eyed at him.

"Are. You. Serious?!"

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Don't kill me!

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