48. Oscar was Scared

Days after Zal visited my apartment, Dion had been quiet. He had questioned me about him and I had given him a simple answer that he was my ex's assistant. I know Zal was more than an assistant to Ghazi, with the kind of shady business his family was in, I was sure that Zal was his right-hand man. He was probably the one who did Ghazi's dirty work, or as Zal had said he was security. 

Things between Dion and I couldn't be more awkward. He would watch me at the office, subtly yet noticeable in my eyes. Days were long until I was back at mine before he'd text telling me he was downstairs and I let him up. We'd had sex then he left to sleep at his. 

"So, any news from your ex again? what's his name? you never tell me anything about him."

"No, because there's nothing to talk about. He was my ex, told me he loves me then leaves me once things get boring." I shrugged trying to paint an easy breakup while things with Ghazi were far from easy. The man was my f