Chapter 18:

**Amanda Hank:**

Entering the party was so straight out of a movie that I doubt it wasn't a damn dream.

John is in charge of explaining a little of what I should know and makes me catch up on the details of who are important people to him and how I should behave, since it seems that I am still his assistant and we must leave a good image tonight. .

Therefore, when I pass the door he lets me walk at my will but I continue to feel his power over me without even touching me.

I touch the necklace unconsciously and remember what happened in my apartment.

I purse my lips, trying not to smile at how attentive John turns out to be.

I better block those memories or my panties will have an accident.

The evening passed at a slow pace as I accompanied John on his mission to be the beautiful and responsible face of the company.

Until we stop in front of two women, one with blonde hair and the other with black hair.

I can't ignore how one of them looks at me as if I were scum. I try to think that these are just my ideas, but it really seems like she's doing it on purpose.

"Good evening, Mr. Smith. It's a pleasure to see you here again, I think a lot has happened since that time." The blonde says, looking at him in a way that makes me feel disgusted.

*Amanda, get a grip, maybe she's just a friend of John's.*

"Ma'am, Andrée, it's a pleasure to see you again. Five years have passed since then." He says, I notice some discomfort in his voice. I furrow my eyebrows when I hear it.

"Five years, can you believe it, Sara?" The blonde speaks to her black-haired companion, the same one who almost killed me with her gaze. The black-haired woman smiles and nods. "Time passes so quickly, we have to make the most of it, darling." The blonde winks at her companion.

And I see a smile on the black-haired woman that would easily terrify me in my dreams.

"My mother is right, Mr. Smith. You have to take advantage of your time, but I don't see you doing it." She states and I raise an eyebrow, since I don't know what that has to do with John. "Have you thought about settling down yet? A man like you should already focus on finding his wife and starting a family with which to prosper, then of everything; the rest has already been resolved with his excellent work and efforts."

Did she just wink at my Master... I mean, John?

I can not believe it.

John cleared his throat very uncomfortably.

"It's not in my plans, Miss Andrée. And I don't think I'll do it until I find the right one for it." He answers firmly and I swallow and I don't know why I almost smile. "For the moment, concentrate on my company and my affairs. Since it is my only duty."

Sara's mother frowns and stares at John for a few seconds before smiling like a smiling cat from some nightmare.

"Smith, I recommend that you take a good look. Maybe the answer is in front of your eyes, the ideal option perhaps, after all, we all need a push to realize what we have and should do. Don't you think so?"

In front of John is Miss Sara, she smiles at him as if she wanted to hypnotize him in a pathetic way.

Then I realize that she wants to forcefully pair her daughter with John.

I felt uncomfortable in my place, so I lowered my gaze slightly and tried to be invisible, unfortunately, I am not deaf.

"Mrs. Andrée, I know what I do and what I want, and the options in front of me in my life seem good to me but they are not the right ones, much less the one I want." My powerful lord responds and I feel proud. "I hope that calms your concern for me."

The women look a little offended but look at each other before smiling.

They're up to something and I feel nauseous.

"I think it's excellent, Smith." The blonde woman says, "We'll see each other later. If you see my husband, tell him I'm looking for him." She approaches him and plants a kiss on his cheek.

She is a very shameless woman. I hate her without knowing who the hell is she.

"Good evening, Mr. Smith." Her daughter does the same, but unlike her mother, she notices how slow she is in removing her lips from her cheek. "We'll see each other soon."

They just walk away from us and I keep wondering why the hell John stopped to talk to them.

John makes eye contact with me for a few seconds, but I cut him off as soon as I notice.

"Come, let's sit down." He offers me his arm to lead me to our table, but I don't take it.

I don't think it's correct. I am his assistant after all.

'Thank you, sir. I can go on my own.'

I say no more and move directly to our table and take a seat.

There I notice two more people, but I only greet them and focus for a few minutes on controlling my heart.

What the hell is wrong with me?

John didn't appear after I sat down and I made a point of surreptitiously turning around to look for him.

And my heart is oppressed to see him with a red-haired woman.

That woman is beautiful. You have a smile that would conquer anyone.

She and John laugh together and I can tell a connection between them. More so when I notice the touching that she gives him in a friendly way.

I feel so bad.

How was I so stupid...

I see how he approaches her to whisper something in her ear and the woman just lightly hits his chest and smiles, biting her lower lip.

I stop looking at him when I feel everything around me spinning.

Why am I feeling this?

What the fuck is happening to me tonight?

I get up from my place and go straight to the bathroom. It is the only option that I consider good to escape this pressure that I feel in my chest.

I came to it and found it completely empty. I lock myself in one of the cubicles. And I concentrate on controlling myself, since I feel that at any moment I will fall unconscious.

*Breathe, Amanda, breathe for the love of God. You can't put it like that*.

I hug my knees and close my eyes.

"Did you notice John's pet?" asks a voice. I think I recognize her, but I don't remember her enough.

"The black-haired one? Forget about her, she's just his assistant. Your father said he's here for work." Another voice responds "she's not relevant, it's Celia you should be worried about, darling."

"The redhead?"

"Exact."

"You saw how they were flirting. You must get to work and work to get John's attention, otherwise you will have to forget about that dream marriage that you want so much."

And finally, I recognize their voices. They are the Andrée women.

"You're right, mom. For a moment I thought I should worry about his stupid assistant, how ridiculous." I hear her laugh.

And after that, both of them leave the bathroom.

Leaving me even worse than I was.

And an idea passes.

I have to get out of this stupid dance. I do not belong here.

Besides, John is too entertained by that redhead to notice me.

You will surely have a better time with her.

After all, I'm just his damn assistant.

I leave the bathrooms, my eyes scan the table where I was sitting and I don't see John.

On the other hand, I don't see John anywhere. I don't see the redhead either.

My heart is slowly destroying as I focus on getting out of this stupid dance.

There is no justification for this lack of respect towards your supposed submissive, Mr. Smith.

You and that woman can go to hell.

For my part, I will go home to rest and do something I really want.

I came to a square and I sat on a bench, and without being able to avoid it.

I cry because of these confusing emotions.

Is this the famous jealousy? I hate them from there to the moon.

I don't even have the right to have them. John and I are not or will be anything to put me this way, I'm just the stupid one who fucks with him.

I order a taxi and get home and get rid of my clothes so I can get into my bed and forget about all this.

"Mr. Smith, you're an idiot. But I'm even more of an idiot for getting jealous and crying like a fool." I mumbled in the silence of my room, realizing that I don't even recognize this part of me.

John, you can't imagine how I hate what you produce in me and the unknown moments you make me realize I have.