MY POSSESSIVE MR. BILLIONAIRE

CHAPTER 18'

LILY'S POV :-

"Ummm. This tastes amazing, Dan. Thank you for recommending it to me." I told Dan, while taking another bite of the amazing hotdog which was placed in front of me. Really it tasted too good to be real. But damn it was real.

"Oh come on. This is nothing, Ly. The chef here is very talented. After all only the best work for Paxwells'. You should try his pizza once. It is the best I have ever tasted in my entire life." Dan, who was sitting across me, told me while taking a bite from his own hotdog.

"Really? Is it that good?" I asked Dan, to which he just nodded his head in agreement.

"Oh I will have to taste it then. But maybe not today, as I don't have a big appetite. I am already feeling full." I told Dan, while munching on my yummy hotdog.

Oh how much my baby, my Belle will love to eat this! I will have to bring her here some day.

I was about to take another bite from my hotdog when suddenly Dan started coughing loudly. I looked up to find him placing the glass of the water, which was in his hand, on the table, while coughing profusely. Maybe the water entered the wrong pipe.

'Pipe? Seriously Lily? They are called oesophagus and trachea, or in simple language GI tract and respiratory tract.' My inner demon corrected me or rather taunted me for using the wrong vocabulary.

'Whatever. Now shut up you genius,' I told my inner demon and he listened me as there was no further discussion between it and me.

Now coming back to the present, Dan was still coughing profusely. I immediately stood up from my place and started rubbing his back slowly, in an attempt to stop him from coughing any more.

"Are you alright, Dan? What happened suddenly? Were you drinking the water very fast?" I asked Dan with a hint of concern in my voice.

"N..no.. it's just... It is unbelievable. How can... he?" Dan told me, while still coughing continuously.

What is he talking about? How can he? Who the hell is 'he' here? And how can he what? I mean you got what I mean right?

But before I can ask any further questions, I was tightly held by my arm and pulled against something hard. Yes hard as I almost hurt my nose by colliding with it.

"What the hell?" I shouted while still trying to balance myself from the sudden movement. After completely balancing my self to a steady position, I looked ahead to find that that hard surface was actually someone's hard muscular chest. And someone's arms was tightly wrapped around my waist.

But who the hell dared to pull me like this?

I looked up only to find two beautiful blue eyes burning holes in my body. They seemed to be filled with too much anger. What did I do now?

"What are you doing here?" The devil asked me in a low but dangerous voice.

Yes the devil! It was the devil!

But wait! Didn't Dan say that he never visits this office canteen? Then how come he is here?

"I asked you something, Miss Jones," the devil repeated again.

"Having my lunch, Mr. Paxwell," I replied.

"And may I ask with whose permission did you come here?" The devil asked me.

What? Why will I need someone's permission to come to the office canteen?

"With my permission, Mr. Paxwell. The last time I checked, I was an independent grown up woman, who doesn't need anybody's permission to do what she wants," Before I could even think, the words had already left my mouth.

I looked up and could feel the devil biting on his own cheek, like he was trying badly to control his anger.

What? Did I say something wrong?

But before I can ask anything, an unexpected incident happened in front of my eyes.

No, no, no. This can't be true! What? But why? Why will he do that? No. This is not true. I am just dreaming.

Thinking what am I talking about? Then here you go.

Evan picked up the glass of water from the table and before anyone could even think about what was going on in the devil's head, the entire water in the glass was splashed across Dan's face.

"Do I pay you to get friendly and cozy with my PAs, Mr. D'Costa? The next time you try to flirt with my PA, and you are thrown out of this company." Evan told Dan, or rather warned Dan in a dangerously low voice.

Before my mind could even process what the hell actually happened just a minute ago, the hold on my waist was loosened, and a hand tightly wrapped itself around my wrist, pulling me along with it.