**Pov - Vincent**
“Where did you know her from?" I asked Liam as soon as Michelle left my office.
“She's a cool person, I was stuck with her in the elevator days ago and we've been kind of talking since then.” He said in a nonchalant tone.
"Really? Then you're both suddenly best friends?" I asked with a pointed look on my face before I tried to make my face normal again.
“Uh, there's just a chemistry between us, I guess.” He shrugged.
My fists balled up subconsciously, I don't know why I'm feeling on edge. It's just Michelle, right? It's not even like she's more than just a… what?
“Whatever. Get out of my office already.”
"What's with the sudden change of tone? Is there anything you're not telling me?” Liam said after what I said with one of his brows raised up.
“I'm busy for now, you may leave.”
"Okay, okay, I'll leave you alone to take out your frustration and get clarity on your feelings for her.” He stood up abruptly, walking towards the door.
“What the f*ck are you talking about?!" He had ran out of the door so fast as if he was scared that I was going to run after him and beat him up.
What's seriously going on with me? Sleeping has become a hassle for me. I thought it was because there was another person with me in the house yesterday when i couldn't sleep.
This morning was even crazy, I was outright crazy when I didn't see her in the room this morning, I thought something bad has happened again.
Something in me just told me to call the security guard on duty this morning and he said she was at work already.
Getting to work to see her cleaning my office already made me blood boil for reasons I didn't even know.
I didn't know if it was because she didn't wait to say goodbye or that she acted as though everything was okay when she saw me in the office.
Michelle just has a way of making me feel crazy. I don't want to think about her, and at the same time, she invades my thought like no other.
A knock on my door dragged me out of that space in my head, f*ck! I can't even concentrate normally again.
“Come in." I ordered.
The door was opened and one of the supervisors came in.
Well, here's to another boring day.
~
That same cryptic message I've been receiving for days now about Michelle came in before I left work. Why's someone somewhere so interested in her suddenly.
We're not even anything important, except for a few shared nights and deep conversations, right?
My phone pinged in my hand once more, just before I could get into my car.
‘Uh, do you think your little girlfriend is in love with Liam? That look on your face this morning says it all.’
This is getting really serious and suspicious. I thought it was just someone playing around with me before the message about Michelle which turned out to be true.
How does this person know about this morning with Liam? Could it be that it's Liam that's sending the messages?
No, it can't be. I've known him since high school, and I wouldn't even call us friends, he just happened to be in the same football group with me then.
I met with him when I got back into the country years ago and he's been working for me since then.
Since Michelle left my office angrily, i haven't seen her. It's not like I also want to see her. But with the frequency of these messages, I don't think she's safe anumors.
I started my car she started driving out of the company. I kept my phone beside me, just jamming a random country music from the car’s stereo.
I was halfway home when my phone pinged, I had ignored ot at first but when it kept pinging, I had to just look at it.
‘Seems she's busy kissing other men.’ The text came with a picture.
‘Who would have thought that anyone could break the heart of Vincent Black, lol.’
The picture had finished loading by the time I was done reading that, it's a picture of Michelle and a guy kissing on her porch.
The guy's back was to me but i could see Michelle clearly. I stared hard at the picture, chuckling when I found a loophole.
Whoever edited the sh*t is a rookie in this because the name of the editing site the picture was generated from was still on the left hand side.
I turned the car around like a crazy man and drove at full speed towards downtown. My heart was beating like crazy in my chest.
The thought of anyone stalking or trailing her for days now made me blood boil without control. Only God knows how long this has been going on for.
When I got to her house, I left the engine of my car running and ran towards her porch. I badly needed to know if she's safe.
I banged on the door a little bit really hard till I heard a click from inside that made me stop.
“What are you doing here, are you crazy?" She whisper yelled when she saw me.
She tucked her head back inside as if to observe something then came back out, this time stepping out of the house completely.
My eyes raked over her form, she looks really okay.
“I received a message that was rather disturbing, I was passing by and decided to check if you were okay at home."
She lifted up an eyebrow as though she didn't believe what I just said, her lips were drawn in a straight line.
“Are you stalking your cleaner, Mr Vincent?"
"What?”
"That's the only thing that can explain what you're doing here at this time of the night, who would send you a cryptic text about me anyways? I'm no popular person.”
Was she implying that I'm lying?