LILA'S POV
Courage? Damn right, I'll give myself some f*****g credit for being brave as hell. If you had told me a few hours ago that I'd talk back to Rafael, walk out on him, and put his arrogant ass in his place, I would've laughed in your damn face.
Screw him. Screw his rules. And screw his f*****g revenge. Sick, twisted psycho.
The only problem? If I've learned anything in life, it's to never mix personal s**t with work. And the moon goddess help me, I really hope that deranged asshole can do the same.
I walked straight to my desk, barely acknowledging Anna's usual teasing. I had emails to respond to, files to review, s**t to do.
The moment I sat in my chair and pretended to focus on my screen, my mind kept betraying me.
That door.
That goddamn glass door.
Every f*****g ti
