Trust

Trust: firm belief in the reliability, truth, or ability of someone or something.

Amara’s POV

”AREyou okay now?” Henry, Aka, my boss asked, still holding me inside my office, on the floor of my office actually.

I had stopped crying a few minutes back and I’d been relieving myself with his smell.

He smelled so masculine, so fresh, so divine and heavenly that I couldn’t stop myself from burying my nose in the crook of his neck to get more and probably drown myself with it.

“Are you okay?” I flipped my eyes open at his question and slowly removed my nose from his neck and my body from his arms.

I couldn’t look him in the face as my arms were still locked around his neck. If I lift up my eyes to look at him, my face would be just a few inches from his, a damn fucking temptation it’ll be to kiss him badly.

“Look at me, Amara” He asked

I shook my head trying not to let him see my swollen eyes and hiding my dirty past from him. If I don’t see those seducing bright and beautiful eyes of