From start is bad but the ending is melting

his annoying action

"If I knew you were just pretending to be sick! I would call the police to come here to drag you out of my house now, so, you better get well soon and leave here" I said slowly but hard eyes still staring at him seriously. 

   For a moment I waited for an answer but unfortunately the man did not answer or move at all from his position.

 "Fainted?" I murmured slowly and began to approach him carefully.

    With a pounding heart, curiosity and a little fear, I dragged this leg closer to the beautiful body lying on the sofa. One step, two steps and finally my legs stopped right in front of him. I noticed the whole body that had not moved in the slightest. 

"Sleep to? Or faint?" I murmured slowly at the same time I wrinkled my face slowly followed by the eyebrows I raised high.

 "Mr. Grayson? Are you ok?" I called slowly to find out his condition. 

   But there was no respond from him, I took a deep breath before releasing it and then said again. 

"Mr. Grayson? Did you hear what I said?" I said slowly while scratching my slightly itchy forehead. 

"Mr. Grayson?" I called for the third time and that made me panic suddenly, all sorts of assumptions that came to my mind. 

  Fainted? Died? Or blab la… .various assumptions. With a little courage I dragged this leg closer to him carefully and when my foot was only an inch from him with a defended heart for me to raise my hand slowly then placed it on the muscular arm to move it slowly and eyes focused on the rather stiff body to see the change his position but the body was still as it was not moving at all and I hesitated to gently touch his protruding arm again then moved it a little to develop it and that worked when the man began to move his body slightly from the original position. 

     Since I did not expect a response from him at all, my hand was still clinging to his muscular arm as the man began to open his eyes slowly and while I only looked at the pupil who was also looking at me, for a moment we stared at one  each other before I realized the wrinkles on his forehead a sign of holding something so as not to come out of his mouth. Seeing such behavior he realized I was from the virtual world and spontaneously I asked him.

 "Do you want to vomit again?" I asked in a whispered tone at the same time I carved a forced smile for him and my question was silent without an answer when the man got up from his bed in a hurry then ran towards the toilet quickly,

    I was surprised will The situation I did not expect was just standing stiffly in front of the sofa with my hands still raised.

 "It can't be this, I must ask him, what is the cause of him being like that? Food poisoning? Or drunk? The man fainted in my house later, I also have a hard time" a few steps from the living room. 

    Until in front of the unlocked toilet door, with a scarf I looked into it with a slightly hesitant face. From outside the toilet I could see the man trying to vomit what he wanted to get out, as the fatigue from vomiting his face began to turn pale, sadly I saw him. 

"Are you okay Mr. Grayson? I called your bodyguard to pick you up and send you to the hospital, I see you are not well" I said slowly while looking at him with a slightly worried face. 

"No! I already told you earlier, I am as healthy as you, I just need a short break but you force me to wake up" he replied slowly without looking at me at the same time he started vomiting again like before.

 "Wow! You blame me for waking you up from sleep, hello ..! This is my house, Mr. grayson, not your house" I said in reply to his words to some extent made me angry. 

 He shouldn't say that! He treats my house like his house! 

"I know this is your house but you should let someone relax when they feel unwell, not bothering them" he said slowly blaming me at the same time he started to turn towards me with his pale face without a smile.  

   Doesn't match the pain, just slowly looking for a fight with me! I closed my eyes sharply with a face that felt a little hot because i was too angry about it and he did the same.And since I woke up from a situation that was likely to linger to be bad, with a scarf I told him. 

"Where is your mobile phone?" I asked slowly while looking at it with raised eyebrows.

 "What do you want to do with my mobile phone?" He asked me with a puzzled face while looking at me too.

 "No need to ask a lot, just share" I murmured slowly in an angry tone while holding my hand to him sluggishly.

 "I did not bring it with me, I was left in the car" he replied slowly without hesitation while carving a mischievous smile because he began to understand the main purpose of why I asked for his mobile phone.

 I stared again to see if what he said was true or not and suddenly I thought that his mobile phone was in the pocket of the coat on the sofa. I carved a mischievous smile like him suddenly at the same time I raised my eyebrows as a sign of knowing his cunning tricks and without warning I turned quickly and ran towards the sofa to check whether his mobile phone was there or not.

 And without me realizing it Mr. Grayson also followed me quickly, before I reached the coat on the sofa Mr. Grayson with his scarf grabbed my arm slowly and caused me to be pushed towards him at the same time he reached for his coat with his other hand.

 For a moment we stood so close that I could feel his hot breath.

 "You are very unique, and that makes me want to have you more" said Mr. William in a whispered tone at the same time he began to approach my face slowly but unsuccessfully when with a scarf I pulled both of his earlobes without warning and that made him release I'm from his gang. 

His voice echoed in this house when he screamed in pain at the same time he gently stroked his earlobes which turned red to reduce his pain then looked at me angrily. 

"Haa… revenge for your cunning deeds" I murmured in my heart at the same time I distanced myself from him quickly. 

"I do not think you are good at playing tricks and self-defense, but that does not make it difficult for me to get you" said Mr. William meaningfully at the same time he smiled cynically at me and that to some extent made me feel scared.