Filthy Rich

Chapter Four

Heaven Amelie's Point of View

He is babbling nonsense things while walking towards his luxurious car.

Future wife? Is he insane? Yes, he definitely is.

When we reached his car, he put me down but tightly held me at my waist. The moment my feet landed on the ground, I did try my best to escape from him, but it was futile. Why do men have to be this strong? I'm starting to think now that the idea is unfair. I don't think I can even win arm wrestling with this man.

"Don't touch me!" I tried to remove his hand off me but his hold became tighter. Just his one strong hold can make me stay in one place. I can smell his manly perfume because he's too close to me. He's so tall, I needed to look up to see his face because my height only reached his shoulders.

I can't recognize him fully. It's so dark. His car lights were off but he looked so familiar. Maybe I saw him somewhere or met him by chance.

"Who are you?" I yelled at him. I saw that the side of his lips rose and I saw amusement in his eyes. Unbelievable. He finds my situation amusing.

"You don't recognize me, do you?" he's voice also sounds familiar. Its deep and modulated. I glanced at his face as my eyes adjusted in the dark. What took me by surprise was the wonderful color of his eyes. He has got emerald eyes with full eyebrows and long and dense lashes. I envy him in that part.

"Deus Cavelli" I muttered, confused.

What does he want from me?

His emerald orbs that appeared to be dark and empty were earnestly looking at my bewildered one. His stares are cold, the same with his facial expression, just like the first time we met. He was drop-dead gorgeous. If I met him in other circumstances, I might have a crush on him.

When I finally realized that I'd been admiring him and we'd been staring at each other for minutes now, the atmosphere started to feel awkward. Aren't you supposed to be mad at him, Haven Amelie? I scolded myself.

I shifted my gaze and I'm pretty sure I look like a tomato right now.

"Get in the car" he coldly said like it was an order. His car automatically opened. I was about to protest when he grabbed me at my wrist and pushed me inside the shotgun seat.

"I'm not coming with you." I said, annoyed. Who is he to take command over me?

I pulled myself up to get out of the car but he pushed me back, then forcefully positioned me to sit properly. He then slowly leaned onto me while shooting daggers at me and I pressed myself backward on the car seat to avoid him. His eyebrows are furrowed, looking irritated at my disobedience.

He continue leaning unto me. What is he planning to do? I felt nervous and I didn't know what to do.

I closed my eyes and I was about to shout when I heard the sound of the seatbelt being fastened. Gosh, I felt relieved. I felt him near my ears.

"You will not like me when I'm mad, so better behave" he deliberately whispered, making me shiver.

He's scary. I became stiff in my position as he closed the door and ran to the other side of the car. As soon as he fastened his seat belt, he quickly started the car and headed to somewhere I didn't know. I don't even know what he's up to. I take a glance at him whenever I get the chance. He is wearing ripped blue jeans, a white tee, a grey hoodie and sneakers. Why does this man have to be this handsome? Tousled jet-black hair, full lips and all of his almost perfect features.

"You can take a picture, it'll last longer" he smirked in my direction while I made a face and rolled my eyes. So cocky.

"Where are you taking me?" I asked him, trying to sound and look a little feisty. I need to act brave in front of him though I'm feeling really scared. His strength alone is a proof that I don't have even a slight chance of winning over him. I need to obey him for now to save myself from harm.

"I don't know", he plainly answered, like he was not interested in having a long conversation with me. My blood boiled at his answer.

"What?" I looked at him with disbelief. He's really insane. He came out of nowhere, ran after me, scared the hell out of me to get in the car with him and now he doesn’t have any plans on where to take me? I can say that he is an inexpert kidnapper because he fails at making plans about where to take his jailbird. What an i***t.

"Look, I just know you by name and nothing more. I don't have all the time in the world to play your rubbish games, so can you please let me go? " I crossed my arms in front of my chest and raised an eyebrow in his direction as I put my heart into my acting as a mean and bitchy girl. I need to act as though I'm not afraid of him. I was mentally congratulating myself and at the same time laughing about my lame ideas in the back of my head. I was trying so hard to act here, you know.

"Can you shut your noisy f*****g mouth? It's irritating" he said with grinding teeth and his eyes flashed with annoyance. I saw how his grip on the steering wheel tightened. I think my idea of being a b***h in front of him won't work. If I continue this, he might get furious and that's not a good idea, so the first plan failed.

I was silent for a moment, trying to think of another plan for how I could escape from him without breaking any of my bones and getting any bruises. After minutes and minutes of thinking, another bulb lighted up above my head. Ting!

"O..ou..ouch!" I wailed in my stagecraft pain and curled up from my seat holding my stomach with both of my hands. I carried on making a light whimper as if I was really in pain. I close my eyes and put my face in a grimace, behaving as though I'm feeling ill. I'm trying to secretly take a peek in his direction to look at his reaction. He looks a little worried.

"Hey, are you fine?" I was surprised at how calm he is was, in this kind of situation.

"M.my tu..mmy hurts like hell." I strived to sound like I was close to crying. "Ouch.. It hu..rts."

"Are you hungry? Do you need to use the restroom?" he is starting to look unsettled.

"Restroom please." "I once again mentally congratulated myself for passing phase one of my second plan, which is the Oplan Escape: Tummy ache method. I think this will work.

The car is speeding up and Deus is intently looking for a sign of a nearby restroom. And I persist in doing my act. My hands never leave my stomach and I keep on whimpering.

"Mama... It hurts..Can you hurry up? I can't take this anymore." He took a glance at me for a second and back to the front.

"Wait, almost there." The car was speeding so fast that I needed to hold onto the glove compartment to keep my balance. After a minute, I felt the car halt. I raised my head and saw that we were in a gasoline station.

"There" Deus pointed to a restroom. "Use the restroom. Don't try to escape woman. Don't try me." He said that seriously and looked like he was going to kill me if I disobeyed. I swallowed a lump in my throat. I am dead.

I got down from the car and walked with my weak shaky legs. I bet he's watching my every move. The moment I get inside the restroom, I swiftly look for a route of escape. I moved near the window to see if I could escape and climb out of it. I lifted myself up to see where this window would lead me.

I see it will take me to the other side of the gasoline station. It's not that far, but maybe I can run from there to hide somewhere. I assess the measurement of the window. It's big enough. I think I will fit in it since I'm thin and sexy, so I'll give it a try.

I start removing the screen and pushing myself to slip off of the window ledge and lower myself until I am clinging to the ledge with my outstretched arms. Without hesitation, I let go and fell from the ground. Thankfully, it was not that high. I got up from the ground and looked around.

My eyes widened and I froze. I'm a dead meat. I'm seeing a shadow. It's a shadow of a man.

Don't tell me it's him?

My heart starts pounding faster than it used to whenever I am being called to answer for a class recitation. Before, I thought of school recitations and Mr. De Marco's shouting were the only two things that would keep my heart running in a race, but now there is this guy who makes it sound like I was in some sort of horror or thriller.

Holy cow!

Deus was standing a few meters away from me. I bet he'd been watching me and laughing at my lame escape plans.

OplanEscape: Tummy ache method Phase Two FAILED.

How did he know that I was going to climb out of the window?

Is it that obvious?

Deus was now furiously walking towards me with his clenched jaw and icy glare. I can't move.

Run Haven Amelie!! Run!!

He will eventually get a hold of me, but I still run away from him. Expectedly, he ran after me. My gosh, I hate running, but here I am doing it twice, for this evening.