My eyes searched his and I frowned at him while Jessica took a sip of water from her glass on the table.

And all he did was smile. That bloody smile that made me fall for him - but no way was happening today.

My heart wanted to jump out of my chest. My hands trembled. My throat tightened a little.

He was there. Standing right in front of me. What was his game?

I didn't know what to do. But all I could think about was how I wanted to get the hell out this room. But I couldn't.

"Amelia. Dylan wishes to become our ally. And it seems you two have crossed paths before?" Jessica folded her arms a little and I cleared my throat.

"Well-"

"-well, I suppose it's a little embarrassing for me!" Dylan interrupted and chuckled.

"Oh, I have to hear this. But..." Moving to her chair, Jessica sat down and moved a small folder in front of her. "... I have some things to catch up on. Why don't you two discuss business and we will meet up later?" Dylan nodded and we both walked to the glass doors.

He stepped in front of me and opens the door, allowing me to exit first.

I marched out he spoke for a brief moment.

"Well, hello darl-" Tightening my hand around his wrist, I pulled him into a room and lowered the blinds. "-hey, hey! This suit was expensive!" I exhaled heavily.

"Don't you dare!" I yell.

"You got angrier. But you're still so fucking hot. I wanna fuck you hard right here and I'll make you scream..." He slowly walked over to me and whispered low to me, "... and you know I can." I slapped him. Hard.

And boy it felt good. "You always knew how to spank me."

"Shut up Dylan! I mean it. What are you doing here. What do you want with me!" He fiddled with his tie.

"I'm here to make friends." I scoffed.

"Bullshit."

"No really. I want to get to know the people you're working with because it's interesting to see why exactly you chose this place." He laughed under his breath. "Jessica is an interesting one. The big boss. Oh, and Donna. She's fabulous. That courage. Shame that she might lose her job rather soon." I cracked a little.

"If you do anything I swear-!"

"-you'll what? Sorry baby. I've beat you to it already." I sigh.

"What do you want?" He smiles.

"And there she is. My lovely wife." Dylan locks eyes with me and lowers his voice. "I'll leave everyone alone if help me with this little problem I have. I need help."

"Of course you do." I rolled my eyes.

"I know you have some money and your little friends do. You have powerful friends. But I'll tell them everything, and take you to court if you don't give me anything. But I wanna beat my baby in court so... I guess everything I said was pointless." He places the back of his hand onto my cheek and I close my eyes. "You feel it too... The chemistry we have." I snap my eyes open.

"Had." I snap and forced his hand away.

"So, shall I take Jessica or Donna down first, I'm not really sure...?"

"I'll help. But you better keep that dirty mouth shut." I regretted the first words to leave my mouth. But I had to.

"Locked. This mouth only touched yours." I wanted to throw up. "See you soon Amy." He  makes his way out and nearly faint. Pressing my hands onto the table, I dropped my head and wept a little.

"Amy?" I wiped my eyes and turned around.

"I'm sorry. Jessica wanted me." I avoided eye contact with Harvey and I could feel my breath quicken.

"I know. Who just left right now?"

"D-Dylan..." Harvey frowned.

"What's wrong?" My vision become blurry and I collapsed suddenly, falling into Harvey. And his voice echoed as I blacked out.

I woke up, taking a deep breath- confused and scared. "H-hey, hey! You're alright." I looked up.

"Harvey..." My voice was hoarse.

"You're at the hospital." My eyes began to fill with tears. "You had a panic attack..." I felt tears roll down my cheek and Harvey pulled a chair close to the bed. "What's going on?"

"I... I'm fine..." I manage to say.

"You're not." His eyes soften.

"I'm fine... I just need some rest." I lay on my side, facing away from him and cried quietly.

I couldn't tell him. No matter how much I wanted to.

I just couldn't.

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