BEGGED
"She's not going to work for your stupid bar anymore, Noah. Don't expect her to be there anymore." I heard Damon say.
I focused my gaze on him. His forehead was furrowed and his jaw tightened. He seems mad. I could feel my curiosity as to why but I didn't even bother to ask myself.
"Just do what you promised to her. Give Vien her job back. The conversation is over. I will never forget what you did," he finally told the person and turned off the call.
Before I could look away from him, he caught my eye so I felt nervous. I don't even know why until now I was nervous every time I saw him. Maybe everything has really changed.
He approached me with a blank expression. "Fix yourself. We're going to pick up your things in your apartment," he commanded in his baritone voice.
I just nodded and turned my back on him. Before I could take a step, he called me again so I turned to him.
"What..."