His Sweet Red

chapter 7

"Where are we?"

"Oh so now you talk to me?" Jake asked when he stopped the car and turned to her.

They had driven in silence from the moment they left her office building. Jake had turned on the radio and it had been playing at a low volume in case Cassie wanted to talk. But she had said nothing till now.

Cassie had been attacked by the press, fired at her job, and now kidn*pped. She had a lot to say especially to the man sitting beside her. This whole mess was his fault. Cassie knew talking when she was this angry was useless, nothing she would say would make sense. She stayed quiet, stewing and calming herself down at the same time. Until they had stopped.

"I can go back to ignoring your stupid arse." Cassie snapped.

He just smiled again, it made her want to knock out those perfect pearls of his. He just made her so angry.

"This is my place," Jake said getting out of the car and coming to open her door.

"Very funny. Now, where the hell did you take me?" Cassie asked not getting out but eying the place.

"Seriously this is my home. Well more like hidden home, the one no one knows about." Of course, he would kidnap and bring her to a hideout that no one knows of.

His place as he put it was a quaint bungalow in a quiet suburban area. It looked like it belonged to a retired elderly couple who had green fingers and adored roses. White walls with roses and vines growing up. It was truly beautiful. But definitely not something a rich bachelor would go for.

"If you brought me here to kill me I warn you I won't go down without a fight. I will die only after I pluck out your eye and bite off your nose. I will bite, scratch and draw as much blood from you as I can. And when in dead I will haunt your ass for the rest of your life. " Cassie threatened.

"That is just nasty and unnecessary Red. I did not bring you here to kill you. A lot of people saw me putting you in my car if you turn up dead I will be the first suspect especially with bites and scratches. Now come on I have something to talk to you about." Jake offered his hand to her.

Cassie slapped the hand away, got out of the car and followed him to the front door. He actually took out a key from his pocket and opened the door.

"Come in and make yourself at home love," Jake said as he went in first.

Cassie cautiously stepped in and shook her head. The house screamed old people with the mismatched sofas and throw pillows. Old antique furniture and art pieces on the wall. She turned back to him with hands on her hips.

"Seriously, whose house did you break into?" Cassie asked. There was no way this guy owned this house.

Jake burst out laughing. "I don't know honestly but it is cute and you helped me break in."

"Me. I was man handled and forced to come here without consent. If anything I was kidn*pped and I'm being held, hostage."

"Chill love, it really mine. Did you not see me take out the key?"

"No, I was busy glaring at your back and thinking of ways to torture you."

Jake laughed again." You are so adorable."

"I'm so enjoying being your comedian and all but why am I here?"

"Please take a seat ,can I get you something to drink? I have tea, coffee and juice." Jake asked.

"I will have a beer." Cassie replied as she sat down. The couch was so comfy she even laid her head back, closed her eyes and sighed.

"First of let me introduce myself. My name is Jake Emanuel Stone. I am thirty years old and the owner s***h CEO of Stones Security."

"Stones Security how creative." Cassie mocked from her comfy place. She just opened one eye to check if he had her drink and closed it when she saw he was empty handed.

"Anyway the reason you are here is that I need your help. When we first met you helped me get rid of a nag, thank you for that by the way."

"It was not a pleasure trust me."

"It was for me, and you love my kisses sweetheart. I did not count on the paps making a story out of it trust me. When my PA showed me the article my first thought was to call my public relations officer to fix it but then my mother walked in waving the magazine like a medieval ax."

"Oh oh was mummy dearest happy about her new daughter-in-law?" Cassie asked turning to him.

"Actually no, she was livid. She actually thought you were one of my w****s who attacked me in public so that the paparazzi could have a field day with my name."

"I attacked you. As if. I was the victim that day. And today too." Cassie scoffed.

"She wanted to sue you etc etc but then I had an ingenious idea."

"Look, Jacob..."

"Jake. Jacob was my grandfather he was a mean and shriveled up old man. I'm nothing like him. "

"Jacob, I don't know s**t about you but I think you having an idea is probably the worst idea ever made."

"Hey, I have good ideas. I have brilliant ideas."

"Ok, what is it? Wait I hope I don't have to pretend to like you or be a fiancee or something that stupid. That's from movies and novels. And I think I hate you too much to pretend anything."

"You won't be pretending cause I know you like me. I mean who can resist all of this. What's not to like or even love."

"I don't know, maybe your stupid huge ego. Or that annoying smirk you always have."

"You are not a sweet rose also Red. You are not even my type."

"Let me guess your type is blonde busty Barbie wannabes."

"What if they are? Are you jealous?"

"No, they can have you. Why don't you ask one of them? Let me guess they will end up in love with your stupid self and you would be trapped," Cassie told him.

"You know you are actually right on that. Plus I don't want anyone else but you. You are perfect," Jake said after thinking about it.

"And you are such a dimwit."

"Anyway I don't want you to pretend to be anything but I want you to just be around me enough to shake things up."

"Shake things up?"

"One my mother is probably going to go insane and admit herself into a loony bin." he joked.

"Wow, you are such a good son."

"My board members will stop thinking I'm an out-of-control playboy and take me seriously. Finally, I won't be fifth wheeling when I go out with my friends." Jake explained.

"Remember when I said you should not have ideas. I meant it didn't. That is the most f****d up nonsense I have ever heard. Now while I order an uber from this beautiful but weird house get me something to drink. Something really stiff I have had a bad day."

"Oh, you mean getting fired? I made that happen." Jake said coming to sit next to her.

"You did what?" Cassie's question came out in a growl.

" I wanted you in a desperate situation to accept my proposition." Seeing her eyes flash Jake moved a little bit away from her.

"You insipid no good idiotic f****d up imbecile." Cassie shouted. Her anger back in full force.

"Hey, name-calling is not nice."

"Oh my bad let me give you something nice," Cassie said before she tackled him to the sofa.