Jasmine Everly's P O V
I digged my nails in my hand in nervousness, staring at him like he was a ghost.
"Ms. Everly?" He calls me out as he takes a step closer in confusion. I can understand that he is curious about my presence in his boy... boyfriend's office and as the good person that I claim myself to be, I should confess to him about everything that I have been doing with his boyfriend.
"Yes, Mr. Ethan... I am here to just ask Mr. Donovan about some work," I blabbered out in nervousness as I didn't know how to handle this guilt. It's killing me inside.
"Work? I heard Sebastian didn't approve your project" He asks in confusion, still looking at me for more information.