Chapter 74 DISASTER

MICHELLE's P O V

I took a few slow, deep breaths in an effort to slow the rapid thumping of my heart, which was beating like a drum in my chest. ‘‘I… I am---’’ I was startled by the unexpected difficulty in breathing, and I came dangerously close to choking. ‘‘I am Sir… Sir Devon Kai’s personal assistant…’’

Phoebe was staring at me as if I had just shot a bullet through her skull. ‘‘Michelle...?’’ Her voice was barely above a whisper. ‘‘The one who makes him that delicious coffee?’’

I felt like crying. I could feel the impending catastrophe that I was about to bring about, the mayhem that will ensue as a direct result of witnessing all of this. I was the one to blame for getting myself into this predicament.

‘‘You’re Devon’s new personal assistant…’’ the terror spreading all over Phoebe’s face was palpable.