144 Depression (1/2)

Tony use her Roll Royce car to show off. Veronica didn't want him to use it but he did. He opened the door for her and observe around. Employees might be chatting with each other now. Veronica maintained her coolness and she spot Rivera getting off from his Fortuner. She look away like she's avoiding something. One of her act. He notice it so he pull the back of her head and kiss her forehead then her lips.

”I'll pick you up by six thirty.” He murmur and caress his thumb on her smudge lipstick.

”Italian tonight.” She said. She sorted it all out since she had already peek on the Boss's schedule. She have a big excuse to be there.

”Okay.” He smile and glance at the Rivera guy. ”I'll walk you inside.”

”There's no need.” She said and pushes him a little. ”You are late.”

”Go in then.” She wave at him and get inside the building. He waited until he saw her get into the elevator. There was of course Mr. Rivera, who followed immediately. He was worried since there are lots of people in the elevator.

If he could only give her body guards but she doesn't want to. How is he going to protect her then? But anyway, he understood that she wasn't the one who should be messed with though he knows that she appear to be weak. That's her game. He understood.

He call her as soon as he get into the car and drove to his office.

”So, Italian tonight. Is there any dishes you want?”

”Anything is fine with me.”

”Okay then. How about wine?”

”I am good with any kind of wine. Let's go with your favorite.” She said in a low voice.

”Are you alone in the elevator? Did that man harass you there?”

”No. I am on my floor now. Stepping out…”

”Good. I'll send your lunch then.”

”Okay.”

”I love you, take care there.”

Veronica flushes a little and acts like she's a love sick. But maybe she didn't need to act like one. Because she was in love. And damn it, it was dangerous but—she couldn't help it.

”Hmm.” She hang up and put down her bag. Soon, Sylvia came in and lean on her desk.

”So what happened to you?” She asked.

”I got flu.” She said.

”Hmm. So you don't like going out in the club?” Sylvia asked. Veronica wanted to show that she's a little curious and that she's stupid.

”There's something in the drink that Mr. Rivera gave to me…I don't know what happened, actually.”