CHAPTER SEVENTY FOUR THE SWEET MAN

　　DAHILA

　　Davis won't stop looking at me. Everywhere I go, whatever thing I do, I could feel his gaze on me.

　　I've never been on my toes before but here I am now, trying so hard not to pee on my pants or get anything wrong because he's watching me.

　　Getting him out of my desk was the hardest, he just sat glued to the chair, not moving at all__ only his head was moving for him as he was busy following my every move.

　　The workers were complaining. They can't properly because Mr. Scott is in view.

　　They can't even breathe or cough. They had to plead with me to make him leave.

　　Or when he came into the cafeteria, he just won't stop staring.

　　When I came over at his office for some document signing and investment, I stood in his office and he was checking out my document, no he wasn't checking it. He was just flipping through it while staring at me and smiling non stop.