Chapter One
Every girl has this dream for 'him' to pop the right question after a long, tough and loyal relationship. But my case was different. I was going to propose to him. It's always a thing for 'him' to propose first, but I wanted mine to be different.
He had waited a long time to pop the question and I didn't want to waste any more time.
I used all my savings just to make this day special. I just hope he likes it. I also wrote down a speech, memorized it and made it part of me.
With all the flowers, ring, cards and all the 10-year photo memories, I hopped through the elevator and through the hallway to his office.
My excitement was cut short as I opened the door to Michael's office and caught my 'boyfriend' with his assistant making intense love to each other. My jaw dropped, my eyes sunk, and my heart flooded with tears.
10 years of relationships and commitments flashed through my face and I saw all the gifts I brought drop on the floor. All the words I planned and rehearsed for the 'big day' broke into a million pieces inside me. I could feel them melt.
Now I see why the receptionist insisted that she call him first before I went into his office, but I told her that it was supposed to be a surprise till she let me in.
They are all aware of what is happening between my so-called boyfriend and his secretary, and I am the 'fool' here.
Michael's eyes went dead as he tried to zip up his pants and button up his shirt. His assistant, Shelyn, did the same. I always knew that she had eyes for my man, but I didn't expect him to do the same to her.
"Trisha, trust me, I wanted to tell you, but I got so carried away," he said, hopping to the already frozen statue of me at the entrance of his office. That's what they all say. I couldn't feel my body and, for some reason, my nerves refused to move as he shook me, still trying to 'explain things'.
I finally got aware of myself and my surroundings, released myself from Michael's grip and ran out with him, running after me.
Of course, I didn't forget the Sapphire ring I bought for the proposal. That ring cost me a lot.
'I will definitely meet someone who deserves it, not Michael' I told myself.
I ran out in tears, everyone in the office was staring at me like they had a clue that something like this would happen one day.
I stopped by the receptionist, gave her a dead-eyed look and continued my run.
As I got to the parking lot, I bumped into a muscular physique with a pair of black sunshades. This tall masculine physique looked like the perfect fit for my Sapphire ring.
"Will you marry me?" I desperately said to the gorgeous figure that I couldn't take my eyes off at that moment.
He looked as surprised as I was, but I couldn't let go. I know that he must have thought that I was a very crazy lady who needed mental care and not marriage. His silence was very demeaning. 'What will he say then? ''How will he think of me?' I asked myself.
It will be a total blunder on my path and also a blow to Michael to me.
"Yes," He said, staring deep and fiercely into my eyes. I was happy, and I knew that when I came to rethink this decision, it would be too late and I would regret it.
I brought out my Sapphire ring and put it in his palm Immediately I saw Michael run out, then he halted all of a sudden. I don't know what had just happened but at least I won, I thought to myself.
I was about to walk out when I felt a strong and firm grip on me just to look up to this masculine figure. He was hurting me, but I didn't want to express it. "Get in," he ordered, ushering with a stern and fiery look on his face.
Seeing my absentmindedness, he pointed to the car he was leaning in. "Get in."
My jaw dropped as I looked at the car I was ushered into. I could bet my whole life's savings on this one.
I hesitated at that moment, but seeing Michael's eyes twitch in confusion and his chest pound that I could see his breathing pace through his half-buttoned shirt, then I knew that I had to pay him back by entering a total stranger's car.
"Michael, don't you have work to get to?" the stranger said to Micheal with a loud and harsh tone, commanding.
Micheal recoiled, trying to rearrange himself, avoiding direct eye contact. " Yes boss."
My eyes widened in bewilderment as Michael's response rang in my ear again and again. Boss?, I asked myself, trying to digest what I heard. I probably misheard.
Michael's response still ringed in my ear. Boss? It still isn't clear to me. The only person Michael refers to as Boss is the rude, arrogant and inhumane Kaiden Kross. The same one that everyone in Michael's department and every other department in the branch complains about.
It couldn't be possible; I probably misheard. Maybe that is how they refer to themselves here, I thought. If he is, I am done for.
I trembled and gulped every saliva as I sat in the back seat still trying to tell myself that he was not Kaiden Kross.
His muscular hand gripped the steering wheel hard, and I could see his veins trying to pop out of his rolled-up sleeves. Sweat tickled my forehead, my heart pounding out of my chest as I watched him squeeze the steering wheel.
He adjusted his front mirror and his eye met with mine. I gulped hard. His eyes twisted, and I could see a smirk on his face.
He starts the car.
Where is he taking me to??
Is he abducting me??
I am done for.