Semua Bab Uncle, ruin me: Bab 11 - Bab 20

Jullian.I was dressed up, and ready to go, I looked at the mirror, again and took a deep breath. The internship thing was still new to me and it was too early to back out. I took another deep breath and headed out. I was halfway down the stairs when I heard noises. First, it was a thud, then it was grunts.It echoed faintly through the lower level of the house, just enough to pull my attention away from the mental checklist running through my head.I slowed down and listened to it. The sound came from the left hallway. I hadn’t even explored that area yet. I only walked through once.The door at the end of the hallway was slightly open, and the sound was louder now but more controlled. I pushed the door open just enough to look inside. And immediately wished I hadn’t.Dante stood in the middle of the room, shirtless. Sweat beads clung to his skin, tracing the lines of his back and shoulders as he drove his fist into a heavy bag suspended from the ceiling.That was what was making th

JullianI shouldn’t have stayed downstairs, that was the first mistake I made this evening.The second was thinking I could walk past him like nothing had shifted.I had come down for water, that's all. A glass of water, then back to bed to sleep.The lights in the kitchen were dim when I walked in.I grabbed a glass, turned on the tap…“You’re still awake.” I froze.Of course he was, I turned slowly.Dante stood by the island, with his sleeves rolled up, a glass of something dark in his hand. His tie was gone and the top buttons of his shirt were undone.“I could say the same to you,” I replied.His eyes lingered on me for a bit too long.“I don’t sleep much,” he said sharply“I noticed.”Silence stretched and I turned back to the sink, filled my glass, and took a sip.“You’re avoiding me.” The words caught me off guard“I’m not,” I answered and I wasn't sure if I had just lied.“You are.”I set the glass down slowly. “I’ve just been busy,” I answered, and that was definitely a lie

Julian“Mr Martin Crowe? Who the hell is that?” I whispered and the rest of them shrugged.“How on earth are we supposed to know who he is?” Priya chimed.“Fair point.”Almost immediately a man in his who looked like he was in his late thirties or early forties walked into the lobby. He was dressed in a very expensive looking suit, just like the ones Dante dressed up in. His little moustache was connected to his beards to form a goatee. He was quite handsome in my opinion.Following behind him was Ms Bennet. “Everyone, Interns, Gather around” she clapped “This is Mr Crowe Martin. And he is going to be your supervisor for the time being of my leave.”Sounds of applause started to echo through the lobby and I joined them.I’ll leave you to interact with him a bit before he assumes his office. Priya, Claire, Owen and I exchanged looks before Priya walked up to Mr Crowe and introduced herself to him.There was something about the way he smiles at her or maybe that was just how he smiled

JulianI returned to the quiet house that evening very tired, as usual. Luckily for me, Dante had done a good job with the files that Mr Crowe had almost nothing to criticize about, unlike Priya and Owen’s.Owen had even invited me over to a party that evening, he said ‘It was to blow off steam’ but it wasn’t really my kind of space, even though I was willing to try, not just at the moment.The conversation I had heard between Dante and another man on the phone took over my memory earlier that afternoon and left me unsettled. Why would Dante feel the need to threaten someone, in that tone for that matter.Being too tired to fix up anything to eat, I decided to order in. I wasn’t sure Dante would want it but I didn’t bother calling to ask anyway.“Aha” I heard from the hallway and I nearly jumped from my feet. “You’re home”I turned and it was Dante, all dressed down in a tight white-coloured tank top and grey sweatpants, very different from the way he was suited up this morning.“And

JulianA full day had gone by and the tension in the penthouse had settled into an uncomfortable, electric hush. Neither of us had spoken a word about the previous night. Dante had treated the entire incident as a closed file, retreating behind his usual impenetrable wall of cold professionalism or whatever it is it was.I, however, was done playing with Dante’s rules. I had another thing to think about. The kiss I shared with Owen. I was shocked that Owen had even considered kissing me at all, but then he looked like he had regretted it and a huge part of me felt bad. I wondered how I’d be able to face him once I get to the office when the new week starts.I paced around the house for a good thirty minutes. Dante and I were both home for the weekend but Dante has locked himself up in his study all day, all night even. I had barely seen him since he manhandled that man from the club the other night.It was a sight I couldn’t quite get out of my head. I don’t know if it was because he