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I spin around. “I was going to tell you tomorrow.”
“That you’re a janitor?” he asks.
“Yes.”
“Why didn’t you tell me sooner?”
I give him an incredulous look. “Would you have still fucked me if you knew I worked for you?”
Slowly, he shakes his head. “Don’t reduce our relationship to a simple fuck.”
I suck in a shaky breath and try to regain control of my emotions, that are all over the place.
Dario takes hold of my hand and pulls me into the nearest studio. He shuts the door behind us, then turns to face me.
I lift my eyes to his face, and suddenly, it’s getting harder and harder not to burst out in tears.
I do the only thing I can and say, “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner. I didn’t want you to look at me and see a janitor. I wanted you to get to know me for who I am and not what I do, and…and.” I swallow hard on the lump in my throat. “I was scared you’d fire me once you found out.”
“I wouldn’t have fired you,” he murmurs softly.
“I know that now. That’s why I was going to tell you tomorrow.”
I rip off the stupid cap and wipe my palm over my hair.
The past hour hits me like a ton of bricks in the chest, and feeling smaller than a snail, I lower my head and stare at the scuff marks on my boots.
“It’s unfair,” I whisper.
“What?”
“They treated me like shit until they found out about our relationship. Mrs. Stafford has never been so nice to me.”
I shake my head as my anger spikes again. A condescending chuckle escapes me as I lift my head to meet Dario’s eyes.
“I was nothing in their eyes, then you come along, and with one sentence, their attitudes toward me change.”
“I’m sorry, Tesoro. I’ll deal with them.”
What will everyone think of Dario? They’ll laugh behind his back. The filthy rich guy and the poor as fuck janitor.
My heart hurts thinking Dario’s reputation will suffer because of me.
Protecting him the only way I know how, I say, “It won’t matter what you say to them or what you do. We come from different worlds, and everyone can see it. You live in a palace, and I can barely make rent. You eat at extravagant restaurants, and I…” I choke up and have to breathe through the chaotic emotions before I can continue, “It will never work between us.”
“It can, and it will,” Dario argues.
He steps closer to me, and placing his palm against the cheek Vivian slapped, he leans down to press a kiss to my mouth.
I close my eyes and take a deep breath of his scent.
I hope you find a woman worthy of being by your side and that she’ll make you happier than I can.
When he lifts his head, I keep my eyes shut as the words spill from me, “It’s too hard. I’m ending things now before one of us gets hurt.”
“The fuck you are,” he growls.
Opening my eyes, I look deep into his. It takes more strength than I have to ask, “You’re not firing me, right?”
