103. The Tech Psycho

Sofia's POV

Mr. Pompous asked me to wait for him to deal with his calls.

My eyes darted around the dining room as my fingers played with the spoon between them and I waited for Mr. Pompous.

I tried to hold the tears in my eyes but it was extremely difficult to.

I've been wrong about him a couple of times and have resolved to never jump to conclusions but he was making it hard for me.

When I got close to him, for the first time since I met him, he wasn't emitting his own scent but the floral scent of a woman's perfume.

One that's luxurious and concentrated enough to linger it's traces on another.

"Breathe.... Sofia.... Breathe..." I tried not to speculate even though there was suspicion in the way he spoke this morning.

And then he suddenly agrees to that which I had proposed all this while.

Sniff!

Hearing his incoming footsteps, I quickly wiped my tears and forced a fake smile in the direction he would appear from.

"Sorry for keeping you waiting..." He came running through the entran