MY TARGET IS MY BABY’S DADDY!

Chapter 11 Chapter 11 Finally you recognize me

He grabbed her mouth, pressing her to the wall. She struggled, pulling on his shirt and ripping it, but he succeeded to control her by calling her name.

"Rowena! Rowena!," It was a soft yell bit it was loud enough to remind her she was in the elevator and not in the room of that night.

"Who are you? Let me go please!" She pleaded still too phased to remember she was in there with Kaden

"It's your boss, please put your self together Miss Rowena." He said Calmly, some how his voice did not bring down any of the tension. It made things worse. Buvin a different way.

She wasn't feeling dear but desire.

"Mr Kaden?" She finally recognized, his hand off her lips now and the two of them staring at each other in the dim.

"Finally you recognize me. Are you ok?" He asked, concerned.

"Yes sir. I am sorry, I am really sorry. I didn't mean to. I am ...." She went for an apologetic now but she didn't know he was so close to her, her head hit his nose.

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"Ah!" He pulled away, grabbing his nose. Luckily it wasn't bleeding.

"Oh my gosh, am so sorry. I am so sorry." she tried to approach him, she heard him scammer backwards.

"Stay right there, okay." He sounded about frightened. She stood still immediately. That when it occurred to her that she has a torch option on her phone. She searched her pockets immediately and pulled it out, switching on the torch.

"Ouch," she covered her eyes. The bright light stung them. She turned her head forward. The elevator lite up now. Slowly she opened her eyes.

Again, die the second time today, there eyes met

'Holy shit.'

He was sitting on the floor, his shirt torn and his buttons undone. His bare chest revealed, he was holding his nose and breathing slowly. His chest rose and fell, sweat rolling down in the most exciting way.

She gulped, the heat burning her too. She couldn't look away.

Until he snapped first, he too was looking at her.

"Are you just going to stand there. Call someone."

"Oh of course. Am sorry. So sorry," she bowed her head meaning times in apologies then went over to calling the security personnel. The man picked up the call immediately.

A voice came through the phone, it was the person assistant's. He practically yelled do loud.

"Is he okey. Is sir Kaden fine? Is he hurt? Is he breathing? Is he still talking? Say something?"

"He is okey. He is okay he is right here, I will give him the phone now." Rowena assured the worried PA. She gave Kaden the phone. He took it.

"Am not dead yet but you will be if I don't touch ground in the next ten minutes." He spoke so simply but even Rowena shivered at the hidden anger behind those words.

"Yes sir. Am right on it sir. I will be done soon sir. Please just wait a little sir. Please give the lady the phone Sir." He kept repeating it like a soilder.

Rowena came close and he gave her the phone, shuffling to sit better on the floor.

"Hello." Rowena said.

"Ah please what is your name?" He asked a bit shyly.

"Rowena, Sir ." She said. In her mind, she wondered how come no soul knwe this girl's name.

"Rowena please can you explain the state the elevator right now?" He asked, pensive.

"Em, it's pretty normal except, the lights are out, no button is working and the vents are producing very little air so it's getting pretty hot in here. We still have oxygen but it's little." She is tried to his the severity of the situation but it still escaped anyway.

The head was getting worse and she was not like Kaden, whose torn shirt helped his situation, she was tucked to the brim with a black material skirt, tie and white shirt. She would suffocate if she sis not undress even a little bit she didn't want to.

"Alright, we will try fixing the air conditioner first while we work on restoring power to the elevator." the personal assistant said..

"That would be nice. Thank you sir."

Yh call cut and Rowena staggered a little, going to stand beside the wall, far from Kaden.

The next five minutes felt like hours, she was drenched and she was no longer standing but she feared unbuttoning even a little bit.

Kaden looked her way. 'How can she still be breathing dressed like that. She needs to ease up even a little. Why is she not realizing that? Is she that dumb?'

"Hey you."

She looked up, ghostly at him, her face wet.

"Ease up a little. Unbutton or something, whatever you do, get some air into your system before die." He said dryly.

She smiled ridiculously. "I am... I haven't... not in front of a guy." She whispered but deep down she felt like stabbing herself. Rowena Tennison is supposed to be some info little s**t fresh out of college so if she wanted to stay in character she had to do this.

"Oh. How old are you?" His asked her.

"I will be twenty in a few months." She replied faintly.

"Oh, you are just a kid." He whispered to himself.

"I will look away, go ahead and do what you have to do."

He turned his back on her immediately. The left side of the elevator was a mirror wall. Although the room was dark, he could still see a bit of her if he looked and he did, unconsciously.

He saw her back, she was taking off the shirt and fanning herself with it. She took of her glasses and he saw her eyes, the brown color and how her face seemed so beautiful without the spectaculs. Her shape, the gentle way she carries her self... he as mesmerized for a moment but immediately she looked his way, he turned, busying him self and she didn't notice he was looking.

"You have such a firm grip, young lady. My shirt is utterly ruined."

She went for a bow, he spoke almost immediately. "Don't apologize and don't bow." He said the last statement because she just turned to him and she had taken off her shirt. He could see her from the side of his eyes through the mirror.

"Well, you should apologize now but I am tired of hearing you say it so just save it." He admonished her. She squeezed her eyes shut and bit her lip in embarrassment. Maybe she over did it.

"How are you feeling now. Is it still so hot?" He asked. She raised an eyebrow. Kaden Ashworth wa never introduced as a chatty person In the files, why is he talking too much.

Is it the closed proximity effect. When you are stuck with someone, you can't help but talk to them to ease your own tension. She as an assassin, cramped spaces and waiting so long was a normal thing but he obviously was not use to this.

"Yes I am." She replied his after Shutting up for a while.

"Oh I see them can you please put your shirt back on. I can't look around with your reflection coming up in the mirror." He said it so plainly. She shrieked noiselessly.

'He can see me. Ahhh!!'