CHAPTER SIXTEEN

“Look, as I said. I’m only here to work. I have no idea what you are talking about and I'd like to return to work now.” I was trying to be calm, to rein myself in.

But Paula was stubborn. She held my hand and stopped me. She started it, I told myself. One thing working in the bar had taught me was the best way to deal with jealous, arrogant, sorry ass bitches like herself but first of all I respected this company and secondly, I respected her position. I wanted this job but not as much as I wanted her out of my sight right now. She did not get the gist.

“I could make life miserable for you here, Lana. Do you know that?” she whispered.

I smirked. “And I could make life worse, Paula. I do hope you realize that and let go of my hand before I do something we both regret.”

It registered. The seriousness of my threat and I saw her contemplate it. I did not have time for this. I yanked my hand from hers and walked out.

Andre was nowhere to be seen when I returned and I almost jumped with