Meant For Each Other

Naomi's POV

His face was dark, eyes was burning in anger as he was looking at the bruise on my arm. The bruise that made by Ms. Hannah after she grabbed me with force and didn't let me go until I had to glare at her and told her to let go of me or I'm going to report her to Sir Denver.

That bitch is really getting on my nerves. As much as possible, I don't want to have a nemesis in my workplace, but she's pushing me into my edge and I'm tired of the way she took advantage of her position, which is the girlfriend of the CEO.

That's what she told me.

"What the hell is she even thinking of hurting you?!" Lucas growled through his gritted teeth and his jaw moving in the way that the sharpness of it emphasised more in his features.

"Relax, it's not that deep." I chuckled nervously. Though I don't want to show him that I'm getting a bit scared of how he reacted after he saw the bruise on my arm.

I really don't know Lucas—yet. And I think that's the thing we have to acknowledge in this rel