“Nivera…“he croaked. His voice
voice was rough, hoarse as he slowly o
slowly came back to
back to reality
“I’m here,” she said, softer now. “You’re okay. We’re okay Just bathe with me
She ced one of his hands on her chest. “Feel that?” Niver a whispered. “Breathe with me. Match me. Innut –
Alejandro stared at her hand. The steady rhythm and her presence were grounding as he followed suit
it wasn’t perfect, but it was better.
In Out
Out
His vision cleared more with every breath.
“Alejandro, are you feeling better now!”
Alejandro couldn’t help but notice how beautiful she looked. Even in panic. Especially in panic.
fluttered, and her cheeks <b>flushed </b>as her lips slightly parted.
She guided him through each breath while her brows were drawn together in <b>deep</b>, raw concem.
“You helped,” he whispered, “Why?”
He would have thought she would make fun of him, as this was a chance to get back at him, but she hadn’t.
Instead, she had dragged him out of the <b>panic </b>attack. No one had <b>ever </b>been able to pull him out of his panic attack, not even himself, as it always ended up with him losing consciousness. Always
<b>Nivera </b>looked momentarily <b>surprised </b>at <b>his </b>words. “Just because you’d gloat if the roles were reversed doesn’t mean everyone would do the same,” she responded as she helped him puch a strand of his hair away.
His heart thundered in <b>his </b>chest–not from panic, this time. Something else.
Something dangerous.
Something tender.
Her fingers were still resting on his shirt, and he was more than aware of
her presence.
“Are you okay, Alejandro?” She inquired once again, seriousness filling her voice
The <b>way </b>he asked him made something go off in him. Maybe it was the tenderness in her voice, or maybe it was the first time in a while someone other than his mother had asked such <b>a </b>question genuinely.
“I’m fine,” he murmured, voice low
“You’re not,” she argued. “This isn’t the first time it’s happening, is it?”
“No. It’s been <b>a </b>while since I have had one, he answered.
There was <b>a </b>pause. Thick, Electric.
Alejandra <b>looked </b>at Nivera’s <b>lips</b>. Just for a second. Then her eyes, the same ones that had caught his attention the first time they
Her warm, careful, curious eyes.
He wasn’t supposed to be having such soft thoughts towards Nivera, but he couldn’t help it
His hand lifted on its own, brushing a loose strand of hair from her face
Her breath hitched, and she hit her lips, which made him sipuint his eyes in return.
“You getting this close just proves how attracted you are to me even though you say you hate me,” he grinned cockily.
“I’m not,” she whispered, though her voicecked conviction.
“Liar,” he whispered back as he stroked her cheeks.
“I think it’s the other way round,” Nivera asserted. “Are you doing all this just to get my attention?”
He chuckled–dry, humourless. “I don’t do love, Nivera.”
“Such a sad way to live. <b>Who </b>broke your heart?” He heard her ask him, and he chuckled once more.
Unlike the other times, she was looking at him like he wasn’t the viin she painted him to be
Like maybe, just maybe, he <b>was </b>human underneath all theyers. She was wrong. He was a devil just like he had been taught to be, and he
be
“No one, now don’t deflect,” he stated as he leaned closer.
His breath brushed against hers, and he waited for her to <b>reject </b>him, but she didn’t move.
Would yo
I you look at that? He was right.
Kissing her would cause problems in his ns, but then again, he didn’t care.
Fuck it! The voice in his head said just as he moved in
Ding!
The elevator lights flickered back to full strength just as the doors slid open, and this broke them apart.
The hallway was flooded with light and noise.
Voices. Movement.
The world came rushing back.
Alejandro blinked against it.
Nivera sat back slightly<b>; </b><b>her </b>lips parted in silent disappointment–or relief. Maybe both; he couldn’t tell.
A man in <b>a </b>suit peeked into the elevator, “Oh my goodness, Mr Garcial Ma’am We’re so <b>sorry </b>about that. There <b>was </b>an electrical problem, but everything’s up and running <b>again</b>.”
would always
Alejandro’s jaw clenched as he slowly stood, brushing off his pants and tugging his jacket off the floor. He didn’t look at the man. Didn’t look at the hallway.
His eyes were still on <b>her</b>.
<b>Only </b>her. E
<b>“</b><b>Are </b><b>you </b>alright, sir?” the man asked again chutily as he wiped off the beads of sweat that hade to settle on his focated
Alejandro didn’t answer.
instead, he reached down, offering Nivers his hand.
She hesitated, then took <b>it</b><b>, </b>and he pulled her up.
“You and I are going to have a very long <b>talk </b>about the ‘electrical problem‘ter,” he said to the man, who gulped in fear as he knew the talk wort going to be good.
Without wasting further time, he bed Niver out of the elevator, eager to get the hell out of there.
As soon as they pot outside, the world <b>buzzed </b>back with normalcy–people walking on sidewalks, neon signs flickering city life carrying on.
“Come on, let’s go!” Alejandro sald as he continued to lead her to the car
Just as they made their way down the stairs, she felt her phone vibrate in her bag and she would have ignored it had another vibration followed by another and another not happened.
Against her better judgment which was screaming it wouldn’t be good, she reached deep and brought out her phone to check while she allowed Alejandro load her away.
The first thing that greeted her was a screaming headline
“Nivera Elton exonerated. Nathaniel ckwell confesses to sexually harassing her!”
It was followed by another header but she didn’t read it as excitement shot through her veins.
No, it couldn’t be! She said to herself as she opened another news source.
“Nivera didn’t do anything wrong, I misbehaved with her Nathaniel ckwell”
Oh goodness, it was true, it was actually true. Nathaniel had finally confessed about what happened that <b>day</b>.
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