Chapter Twelve

Rihanna's POV

My heart started pounding hard as Dave and the man he was chatting with approached me. I stood rooted to the spot, unable to move as fear of my fake identity being busted consumed me.

I waited for him to yell my name, smile at me, or try to talk to me, but it never came. I was confused for a moment, but then it hit me.

Dave hasn't seen me yet. He was too engrossed in his conversation to notice me, and he wasn't approaching me like I thought. Instead, he was walking towards the elevator that I was standing right in front of.

In an instant, I turned to the right corner and walked there, hiding with my back turned to him until I was sure he had left. I didn't know why Dave was there, but I silently prayed that he didn't work in that company. The thought of having to hide from him every time we ran into each other was unbearable.

"I'll call you and let you know how it turns out," I heard Dave's voice say, but I didn't dare to look back.

"Alright, Davis, I'll be expecting," c