Chapter 5.

I turned around and saw Pazzi looking at me with remorse in his eyes. His head was tilted down and his arms hung by his sides.

He opened his mouth to say something but shut it closed again.

”Mr.Grayson, with all due respect, I don't believe that it’s a good idea.”

”The decision has already been made, you will take the position as Mr. Carlson's assistant or you don't need to return to school.” He said and then hung up.

I turned to Pazzi and saw black.

”What the fuck has he done?” I asked Pazzi, seething through my teeth. He has involved himself in my school, the only thing I had, he has taken from me.

”All I know is that if you don't show up for work, you’ll be expelled,” He answered,”

”My sister stays here sometimes and she has her own room at the end of the hall and some clothes here. Why don't you go see if you find something that fits.” He said.

I know that this isn't Pazzi’s fault and that I shouldn't be mad at him, but I can't help it.

I stormed out of the room and into the room that belongs to his sister.

I opened the wardrobe and saw only high fashion clothing. Short, tight dresses and high heels.

”Crap,” I said to myself as I looked through her clothes.

There was nothing work appropriate.

I saw a black, high neck mini dress, with a slit on the right side. I lifted it up and decided, that if I'm not going to look professional, I might as well do it full out.

I slipped the dress over my head and tugged it down. I ended mid-thigh and the silt was high that if I would've had been a few inches taller, my ass would show.

Too bad it doesn’t.

Ashton had invaded every aspect of my life. I didn't have that many so those I had, were very important.

So now, it was my turn to drive him mad.

I slipped on a pair of high-heeled boots and put my hair in a high ponytail, before walking out and meeting Pazzi in the kitchen.

”No,” Was all he said.

I shrugged and tilted my head to the side, indicating I didn't know what his problem was.

”You’re not wearing that,” He said and pointed his finger up and down.

”Oh but I think I am. He said he wanted me at the office, fine, I’ll be at the office. He cannot dictate what I wear,”

”You’ll get us both killed.” He said. His face turning serious.

”I’ve been through hell and back Pazzi, death doesn't sound so bad,” I answered honestly.

He was shocked by my response but quickly pulled himself together.

”Fine, let’s go,”

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We were in the elevator going to the top floor. To say I had eyes on me would be an understatement. It was like these guys had never seen a woman in a dress.

”You realize that if Ashton sees people staring at you in that,”

”How much do you know about us?” I asked him.

”What do you mean?”

”You call him by his first name, meaning you’re more than colleagues, and you seem to be very worried about how he’ll react.”

”I know more than I should tell,” He answered honestly.

”Than you know that there is nothing to worry about. I’m here to do a job, that’s all.”

Pazzi nodded his head and we both stayed quiet.

When the elevator doors opened, all eyes turned to us.

The men were practically drooling and Pazzi was tense beside me, glaring at all those who were watching.

As soon as the guys saw Pazzis glare, they looked away.

I saw Ashton standing by the door to his office, seething.

A smirk made its way on my face as we walked up to him.

I and Pazzi were about to enter when Ashton extended his arm, stopping his friend.

”Get in,” He said, looking at me.

”But what about-” I started, feeling my confidence slowly disappear, as Ashton's glare was keeping me down.

”I said, get in. I don't want to make a scene but I will,” He seethed.

I gulped and walked into his office. His office was big, with floor-to-ceiling windows covering an entire wall.

I was taking in the room, when the door slammed shut behind me, and a hand wrapped around my throat, slamming me back onto the wall.

Ashton had a tight grip around my throat and his face was inches away from my own. Our bodies were touching and I was standing on my toes, trying to ease my breathing.

”What the fuck are wearing?!” He shouted.

”A dress, is there a problem?”

”Do not test me,”

”Why don't you take it up with my principal,” I said. My voice thin, as I was trying to keep steady breathing.

I felt Ashtons other hand slip around my back and take a firm grip of my ass cheek. A silent moan escaped my lips as our bodies pressed tighter towards each other.

”You know me, you know who I am and what I'm capable of. If I see you talking to any man while wearing that, they are dead and their blood is on your hands. Do you understand?”

His hand around my throat tightened when I didn't answer him, and his other hand slipped under my dress, moving upwards.

I felt his finger by my folds and it quickly heated up.

Pleasure and pain.

My breathing got harder and harder. I knew that if he didn't ease up soon, I would faint.

”Do you understand?” He repeated, smacking down on my ass.

I nodded my head quickly and his hand eased up.

”Why did you come with Pazzi?” He asked me and I knew that whatever I said, he wouldn't believe me. I had lost his trust.

”I was out in the rain last night and he gave me a ride. I spent at his house,”

”Did anything happen?” He asked. His body still pressed against mine, making me unable to move.

”No,”

”You don't wanna play with me Elena, I'm not as weak as I once was,” I frowned and so badly wanted to smack him.

”You were never weak Ashton,” I said, staring into his beautiful eyes.

”I was,” I said and he looked at me in shock for a moment, before stepping back.

”Anna will show you what to do,”

”Why do you want me here? Why did you go to my school?”

”Because you broke me, and I want to break you, but first, I wanna play,” He said with a smirk. I knew he was being honest. If only he knew the truth. But he can’t.

”There is nothing left in me to break Ash,”

”We’ll see about that,”