The Billionaire’s P.A Episode 31



He called breathlessly.

Damon looked back and forth between us. I quickly got up adjusting my dress maintaining his gaze.

We haven’t been in the same room for over two years. Whether I choose to admit it or not, I really missed him.

“You two know each other?”

Damon asks but I couldn’t respond. I just kept staring.

“No, we don’t.”

I cleared my throat and tore my eyes away.

“I’m really stressed. I’d like to go home and rest now.”

I felt agitated. Van kept staring at me. It made me feel extremely uneasy.

“Alright then, come on.”

I led the way, when I passed Van his eyes were on mine. He hasn’t changed one bit. I gulped at the intensity of his gaze.

Damon wasn’t buying anything, the look on his face told me everything.

I finally walked out of the hospital and got into his car.

“I guess I’ll see you for the signing say tomorrow at your company?”

“Actually, I’ll come over to yours.”

Van suggested.

“I’ll see you tomorrow.”

His voice was hard and firm. It felt like he was talking to me more than Damon.

I rushed into the car nibbling at the edge of my nails.

“Are you okay?”

“Yes. Just tired.”

I responded quickly. He ignited the engine and drove off.

Almost three years of running and staying away from the Mikeslson, three days of working for Damon, everything gets blown.

I contemplated getting home, packing my things and hitching a ride on the first bus out of the city . I shook my head In negativity. He had already seen me, if I ran now he’ll Chase me no matter what.

“Miss Salvatore…”

I heard a faint voice say. I didn’t pay attention until a soft hand tapped mine.


I trailed off gulping.

“We’re here.”

He announced.


I trailed off and quickly stepped out.

“If you’re not feeling well enough, you can rest easy.”

“No, I’m fine.”

I forced a smile. No need running now, he’s seen me already. It has begun.

Two cars at the end of the street watching me. Woman in a baseball hat trailing me.

Barely ten minutes, he already has every eyes on me.

Like I said, running would be pointless at this time.

“I’ll see you tomorrow Mr O’Cornner.”

I bade formally and got into my house.

I slumped against the door pushing back old memories. This time, they didn’t want to stay buried. No matter how hard I try, memories began to flood my head.


I shoved him away holding my lips.

“We can’t Mr Mikeslson. You’re engaged. Please, no more.”

I ran off before he could stop me, hot tears streaming down my cheeks.

I was crying when someone slapped me. I held my cheeks and it was his fiance.

“You social climbing b***h!”

She screamed pulling my hair dragging me back to the party.

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“Stop it!”

I moaned in pain, it hurt like hell but she didn’t care.

She tugged at my roots and I was the center of attraction.

“This is what happens to girls who tries to bite more than they can chew.”

She announced to everyone before pushing my head into the big bucket of punch {juice}


I cuddled myself tightly cringing at the memories.

It’s all coming back, history is slowly repeating itself yet again.