Chapter Thirty Three

Sebastian

"Cassidy," I mutter her name as emotion chokes me. I don't know my up from down to right to left, only the need to ensure she knows I wasn't rolling my eyes at her, moreover reacting to my idiot best friend who isn't helping this situation I found myself thrust into at the deep end.

"I'd like to go home," she interrupts my thoughts, making me frown as I realise that I've truly upset her more profoundly than I thought I could.

"I'm sorry—," I mumble as she stands before me, turning her back to me to open the door, her hand holding onto the handle as if fighting with something inside herself.

"Look, I don't want to be here as much as it seems you don't want me here. I liked my job and pay over at Tower One. And it was certainly less eventful, but I have my instructions, and I've been made to take a cut and fall back into being a lowly personal assistant."

"My father made you take a pay cut to serve as my PA?" I ask, angered. Standing to cage her in, her body heat tantalising