21. Complications

...Haley POV...

I was growing restless being at home. I had tried to get some work done but found it difficult to concentrate. My mind kept going to the events from earlier. I began to question why I was even so upset. The way he dominated me felt like nothing else. What would be so wrong to give in to temptation? Was I really that afraid of being hurt?

"What does it even matter? He doesn't care about me. He would never even consider dating me. So why am I acting like this? Too afraid to even be in his presence. It's not like I'm actually hiding. After all, he knows I live here now. Not only that, but he owns the f*cking building. He probably knows which suite is mine, and I wouldn't put it past him if he already had a key." I argued out loud as I aced my living room.

I grumbled, then sat down, frustrated, on the couch. I grabbed the pillow next to me and covered my face, letting out what would otherwise be an ear-piercing scream. I tossed the pillow aside, still frustrated. It seemed