“Mr. Grey,” Riyana said quietly.
She looked at him politely, professionally. That calm tone made his anger lose strength against his will.
“I already handed you my resignation letter,” she continued. “I’ll brief him on your work and schedule. I’ll leave in a few days.”
Her words landed hard.
Jabco clenched his teeth. She spoke as if nothing had ever happened between them. As if that night meant nothing at all.
“Riyana,” he said slowly, voice tight. “Do you really want to test my patience?”
He took a step closer. “Don’t you think we have something to talk about?”
Riyana pressed her lips together. Her hands were clasped so tightly that her fingers hurt, but her face stayed calm.
“Nick,” she said, turning slightly. “Please leave us for a moment.”
Nick nodded so fast it was almost funny and rushed out of the office. The door clicked shut.
In the next second, Jabco moved.
He came around the desk quickly and pushed Riyana back against it. Everything happened too fast. She did not even get time to react.
“Mr. Grey?” she whispered, she was frozen.
His face was close. Too close. His eyes burned as they searched hers.
“Riyana,” he said quietly, dangerously. “You really have nothing to say to me?”
Her heart was racing, but she shook her head.
“No,” she replied. “I don’t.”
She took a breath and forced herself to continue. “If you want to talk about that night, you don’t need to feel responsible. It was a drunk mistake. Nothing more. I forgot it the next morning.”
Each word cut deep.
Jabco’s expression hardened. His jaw locked. His eyes turned dark with anger.
The room felt heavy. The air between them was tight, filled with things neither of them wanted to say out loud.
“Drunk mistake?” he repeated slowly. His hand pressed harder against the table beside her, trapping her between his arms. “You think I can forget it that easily?”
Riyana met his gaze. Her throat felt tight but she forced herself to stay steady. “Yes. You should. It was wrong. It shouldn’t have happened.”
His lips curled into a cold smile.
“Then let’s make another mistake.”
Before she could react, his lips crashed onto hers again.
Riyana froze. Her eyes widened in shock as his mouth moved against hers, rough and desperate, nothing gentle about it.
For a second, her mind went blank. This was not happening. This could not be happening.
Then reality hit.
Her hands clenched into his clothes and she shoved him back with all her strength.
The slap came next.
Sharp and Loud.
The sound echoed through the entire office.
Jabco froze where he stood. His face burned, not from pain, but from the shock of it. He had never been hit like that. Not by anyone. Not ever.
Riyana didn’t wait for his reaction.
She turned, walked straight to his desk, opened the drawer she knew by heart, and pulled out the resignation letter. She slammed it onto the table so hard the papers beneath it shifted.
“Sign it. Now.”
Her voice was steady, but her eyes were sharp, cutting straight through him.
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