Chapter Two
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He opened the door to his house, leading her in.
"this place, is freaking amazing." she said looking around the house admiring the interior decor. "I want to meet your interior decorator, he has a great sense of style."
"you sure. Can you afford it?" he asked. She stared at him, but her drunken eyes couldn't express the anger she just felt at the unintended insult. He noticed, and quickly walked to her,
"I'm sorry." he said.
"I need to sleep." she said.
"I'm sorry..." he said but her eyes spoke enough to him. She didn't need the apologies.
"Okay, I'm sorry. Come with me." he said. She followed behind him, still admiring the house, the sculpture standing in the very centre. It looked very stylish, very interesting, like it had so many places to be explored. There were paintings on each side of the wall, the stairs had gold rails, she wished she wouldn't have to leave anytime soon. Maybe she can enjoy it while it lasts. After all, she's in the house of the most eligible bachelor, Harry Einstfield.
"how do you manage it? I mean acting and your business empire."
"I don't act every time, so I use that time to work. And it isn't that stressful, I work from home, I have people working at the main company that reports every detail to me."
"And you trust them? Don't you ever think that they can double cross you?"
"they wouldn't succeed even if they tried."
"confident much. Interesting. Of all the news I've heard about you, none has any credible information about your family. Where are they?" He stopped in his tracks, she stopped too, watching his body reaction, realising she might have crossed the line.
"I'm sorry... I didn't mean to pry." he turned around with a smile plastered on his face. He walks towards her and holds her hand pulling her with him to stand in front of the door.
She stared blankly at him, this guy's weird. She thought to herself.
"I may be weird, but you're gonna love this." he said opening the door immediately, "welcome to your room for the night. Better than any hotel." She stepped into the large room, her mind was gonna explode.
"there's a jacuzzi in the bathroom. You can always use it."
"always? You're saying it like I'm moving in with you."
"you can if you want, the place is boring anyways. An extra company will do me good." he said, the meaning to those words held great capacity than she'd ever know. She stood there staring at the room, little did she know that the words in her mind were like am echo in his ears.
This place is amazing, even with my salary for five years, i definitely won't be able to get a place like this. And to top it all, he's so damn cute, and I'm crazy right now because I'm tipsy and with a guy and broke up and just turned 24.
He chuckled beside her breaking her away from her thoughts, then turned to her, staring at her without saying a word.
"what?" she asked, he took a step forward, and she took a step backward, he kept moving towards her until she hit the door.
"what are you up to?" she asked, her voice shaky, eyes filled with fear. He stood close to her, she could feel his breath on her, he didn't break the eye contact with her, he reached for the key, locking door, and reached up to the light switch, turning it off. He could hear her hear beat faster, he could sense the blood rushing in her veins, he could every part of her move in an abnormal way, he was loving the effect he had on her, He placed his hand around her waist, pushing it underneath her top, his could hand against her sensitive skin. She shut her eyes immediately, he trailed his fingers against her skin, causing goose pimples to appear, he took her chain in his hands, staring down at her lips, he was ready to lock lips with her, when her eyes opened immediately and she caught him off guard by kicking him in the balls, then turning to turn the light on. She unlocked the door, and opened it wide.
He was still on the floor groaning in pains.
"Are you a psycho?"
"you need a one night stand, meet those girls who are head over heels for you. I just broke up with my fiancé whom I've dated for five years, I need a break not to get entangled in a one night stand with a celebrity. Do I look like I want to become one of those your baby mamas? I am someone who doesn't like to be taken for granted. Now, groan in pains in one of the many rooms you have, I need to sleep, I've got to go to work tomorrow by 6. And I wont be able to attend to my patients with a fatigued body. Get up and leave Mr. Harry . Don't try taking advantage of me when I'm only tipsy, i can sense all that's going on. Goodnight." she said. He stared at her in disbelief, he can swear she had fallen under his charm, she had fallen head over heels but the kick has brought him to reality. He shook his head as he left the room before she shut it, locking it.
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