Mary's POV
He walks towards me, my legs begin to shake in shame and shyness, I start getting timid. Seeing such an angelic, handsome man walking towards me, with his air of importance, bright blue eyes, agile stature embraced in an expensive navy blue suit and solid shoes, is not something to talk of without adding the great impact it has on me.
"Can you come with me into the car?" He stretches out his hand to me. I feel reluctant to take it, my legs shaking. He persists.
"I'll…wet..your car." I stammer.
"Does that matter?" He says with a domineering voice. I glance down, timid.
"No!" I force out of my mouth, reluctantly I take his hand. The assistant draws nearer to get me into the large umbrella after he was gestured to. "Thanks!" I mutter.
He pulls out a business car
