LILA'S POV

I'm alone with the devil himself... This wasn't a smart decision, but he had ordered me to wait behind after dismissing my colleagues. I don't know what he's up to... I mean, I walked out and yelled at him last night, and today he's making me his personal assistant. I don't even deserve that. An action like that-I know it's not my hard work. And it's not a coincidence... No, it's never a coincidence when it comes to Rafael.

His piercing cold gaze held mine, burning through my skin. His face remained unreadable... Don't let that look fool you. Quite innocent, you may say, but who the hell...