Filthy Rich

Chapter Seven

Heaven Amelie's Point of View

I was holding the phone and just staring at its screen.

It's been a while since I received a call. Who this might be?

"Aren't you going to take that?" Ali asked, looking at me, then at my phone. I shook my head no, then declined the phone call. I put it back in my bag.

"I don't know who it is. Maybe a wrong number". I shrugged it off and continued sipping my coffee, thinking of the possibilities of who it might be.

After sometime, it started ringing again. I got it again and declined it. But it was just barely a second when it rang again.

"Answer it. It may be an emergency," Ali suggested. I stared at the screen again. Should I answer it? I am waiting for it to stop but it never happens. It proceeds on ringing.

With a shaky hand, I accepted the call. My phone is still away from my ear but I can already hear someone shouting. I put my phone near my ears to hear the other line more clearly.

'Hello?" I greeted whoever is on the other side.

"f**k woman, where are you?" I immediately removed my phone away from my ear, preventing myself from getting deaf because of his shouting.

Deus...

It's him again.

Angry

I put my phone back near my ear, but not too close this time.

"Why aren't you answering my calls? Where are you? Are you trying to escape again? Dammit! Damn" he sounds fuming mad.

" I'm just in a coffee shop with my best friend", I say, careful not to sound like anything unnecessary because it might fuel his anger more.

"What the hell! I'M coming to get you now. Nobody makes me wait, woman." he hung up the phone.

How would he know where I was? He didn't ask about my exact location.

I sighed and threw my phone in my bag, feeling annoyed.

I close my eyes, take some deep breaths. As I opened my eyes, Ali was intently looking at me and may be wondering about what had just happened. I bet she didn't hear anything. I hope so.

"Who's that, huh?" She raised an eyebrow and started questioning me.

"My new land lord" I said casually, trying not to sound suspicious.

"It's my first-time hearing about a landlord being concerned about his tenants' whereabouts hmmm" she put her index finger in her chin as she was trying to grill me.

"Maybe he needs something from me, that’s why" I shrugged and she gave me a narrowed eye. This woman and her instincts are something I don't want to deal with. Please not today.

"Heaven Amelie! Are you hiding something from me?" I gulped and avoided eye contact with her. Ahhhhh, I'm not that good at lying. I know that for myself. One more question and I'm sure to spill the bean. I keep my mouth shut because I know I can no longer hide it.

"You're caught red-handed. Now spill" she said with a bossy tone. I looked at her and gave her an uncertain smile.I didn't know what to say. From where would I start?

"Cut your tongue, eh?" her eyebrows furrowed. She's was impatient.

" I told you that I moved out during the weekend, right?" she just nodded at me, not saying anything and all ears at what I was going to say. She crossed her arms in front of her chest and looked at me with a concentrated manner and with a little disappointment, maybe because I had kept a secret.

"Uhm, I didn't intentionally move out on my own." I continued and patiently waited for her reaction but her face, held an impassive expression.

"I'm also confused as to what happened but a stranger..." I suddenly stopped talking when someone grabbed my wrist, lifting me up, my seat. I looked up and saw Deus looking so good with his three-piece suit glaring at me.

"Let's go" he said with a hint of warning in his tone. He's being grumpy and overbearing again. It looks like he is not in the mood. Well, that's normal. The lowering and drawing together of his eyebrows and the forming of wrinkles on his forehead says that he is really not in the best mood, not even close to good.

"Can I stay a little longer?" I politely asked him.

"No" that's all he says and starts dragging me with him. I try to withdraw my hand from his hold but he holds me tighter. I think his hands will leave their marks on my wrist with how tight he's holding me right now. Geez.

"Wait, where are you taking Ellie?" Yeah, I'm with Alison. I almost forgot I was with her because of Deus' presence. Ali holds my other hand and I look like a toy right now in between a fighting sibling. Each of them is holding me tight and each one seems to be determined to keep me.

"Don't meddle with us, young lady", Deus gave Ali an intense glare. What an immature human being.

"No, listen here, old but hot man! If there is someone who is meddling with us it's you, so let go! Intruder!" Ali returned the same intense glare in Deus' direction. Oh my gosh, Ali called him an old man, but hot? Really Ali? I want to laugh well, but as I look at Deus, it looks like he didn't take it well. He scowled and he was seething. I moved my head to talk to Ali. Fear and worry are plastered on her face but she has guts to talk back even though she's feeling afraid. Unbelievable.

" It's fine Ali. I know him, don't worry, we are friends." I gave her an assuring smile but it turned to a grimace when I felt Deus hold get tighter. What's wrong with this man?

"I don't trust him Ellie", Ali didn't let go of my wrist. People inside the coffee shop started to give us weird glances. I can't blame them though.

"He's nice. We just need to talk." I assured her. Ali throws a death glare at Deus and he doesn’t seem to care.

"I'll come with you two" Ali insisted, looking determined about what she wanted. I sighed. It sucks dealing with two hard-headed people.

"You're an uninvited brat, so back off." Deus pulled me close to him and Ali did the same. Are they trying to tear me into two?

"Ouch" I shouted. It hurts. It felt like both of my arms were being ripped off my shoulders. But it seemed like they didn't hear me. They continue on pulling me from side to side while exchanging death glares. These idiots.

"Stop!" I yelled and that put them to an abrupt stop. They both looked at me and looked at my shoulder.

"You two, let me go!!" No one listened. UGH! Why do I always have to deal with stubborn and bossy people?

They keep on glaring at each other. No one is leaving the eyes of the other. Why are they old are they old?

"Ali and Deus, I said enough". I rolled my eyes at them.

"He's handsome and indeed looks like a god, but that doesn’t mean you can trust him, Ellie. You're too nice, I know, and he might take advantage of you." She gave Deus a head-to-toe assessment. She's feisty and acting like a quarrelsome b***h now.

"Shut up". Deus was now losing his cool. What an impatient old man.

"I promise Ali, I know him. We just need to talk about something important. You don't need to worry. I'll make it up to you tomorrow." Ali rolled her eyes but let my hand go, finally accepting her defeat with the game of tug of war where I served as the rope.

"Fine but update me. Okay?" I nodded. She kissed me on my cheeks. "Bye, Ellie. See you tomorrow and you owe this. You need to tell me about this first thing in the morning tomorrow so be early", I nodded again. Deus then started dragging me out. Ali hurriedly handed me my bag and waved at me.

"Bye, take care” she shouted.

I fastened my pace to catch up with Deus' long strides. He opened his car, which was parked outside the coffee shop. The people who are walking are looking at us. Who wouldn't? He is wearing an expensive-looking suit and opening a very luxurious car.

He dragged me inside and hurriedly went to the driver's seat. He removed his coat and looked at me like he was going to devour me.

"I lost a million dollars because of you", he barked.

"What?" I asked, confused and somewhat offended. How dare he blame me.

"Tss" that’s all he got to say and drive. I didn’t speak during the drive and just looked at the road.

"Did you eat lunch?" he asked, but I ignored him.

I'm not in the mood.