In the process, Trevor had angered a lot of individuals. The most hazardous period was when his opponent abducted him and used blackmail against him due to business issues. I saved him by myself and the kidnappers gravely hurt me.
That day, he swore to me with blazing eyes while holding me in his arms and covered in blood.
"Amora, don't worry; I will always be there for you. I will always be with you since you are the one I want most."
Trevor had always maintained a courteous but aloof relationship with the opposite sex. In the 10 years I'd known him, he'd shown me enough that I was the exception.
Yesterday, I plucked up the confidence to tell him since I felt he liked me too. However, I was surprised to get Trevor's sarcasm in return.
"I took you in because I felt sorry for you, Amora," he added. “Did you think you deserve me?”
Trevor even couldn't wait to decide to make a formal statement today, as if he was terrified to be seen with me.
"Amora, can you take a photo of me and Trevor? I want to post it on Snapchat Moments later."
The sound of Rachel's distinct voice brought my thoughts back to the present. She clutched the phone with an arrogant demeanor and suggestive gaze.
I had been with Trevor the longest, after all and everyone in the circle knew it.
Rachel was attempting to warn me by behaving like a hostess.
Rachel handed me the phone and Trevor's face flashed with a touch of disapproval when he saw that I was a little bewildered and didn't grab it right away.
With a chilly gaze, Trevor said, "Amora, could you please be a little more courteous? Rachel is speaking to you."
My heart hurt so much. The thing Trevor detested the most was when someone gave me a bossy order.
Thinking about that one drinking occasion, the partner became inebriated and requested me to serve food and pour wine.
"Amora is my person," Trevor said in a furious tone. “Anyone who treats her disrespectfully is treating me, Trevor Dimitrova, disrespectfully as well.”
The collaboration was never fully completed.
To save my honor, Trevor would rather forgo a project worth ten million dollars.
I also believed I could become close to Trevor due to his unusual affinity for sending me mixed signals. I made the mistake of believing that I was special among women in his eyes. But, in the end, I discovered that I was just a joke to him.
The conversations around me continued and the camera's glare hurt my eyes.