Radiant Love

Chapter 6

Avery’s pov

“Honks” boom,That was the sound we heard. The car had been hit by a luxurious black car. The car looked like one of those politicians' own I said. Before I knew it Sam came down and started shouting. Of course, I did not want us to be arrested so I went to the scene almost suddenly to calm her down. Two men had already started addressing her and one of them looked beautiful in his black suit. They were definitely related to the politicians.

“How much does the car cost,” he asked.

Oh my God, that was definitely not necessary and just like I expected Sam got extremely angry and she asked him to apologize.

This girl is funny cause why would she request this fine man who looked dangerously cute to apologize?

I was still trying to calm her down when he came down. He? As in my prince charming. My stranger. The one who took me to paradise only to bring me back shattered like a glass falling from the kitchen counter.

There was no way in this life would I have expected to see him again. I really wanted to meet him again, Not when I'm sober though. I would have preferred to see him in my real state of mind. No unnecessary efforts this time around. He came closer to me and he hugged me.The way he walked gracefully as he came to hug me made me in awe.

I did not know when I started crying, why did he hug me though? I stood there speechless as he held me tightly in his muscular arms. As he pressed his chest on me I felt comfort and peace in his arms. Holding me tight as I cried my eyes out I stood there like a statue.

“Who the hell do you think you are?” Sam asked. I guess she didn't recognize he wasn't just a stranger but My stranger. She pulled his arms and slapped him. The hell? He didn't do anything. I did not expect him to be so calm as she slapped him. He looked like someone who was proud, I know he was rich but I also expected him to be scornful just like the first guy who came to the scene. The first guy wasn't as beautiful as my stranger. I still call him my stranger cause I don't know his name. Till I get to know it I guess.

As I think about him, I can't help but be drawn to his composed and manly demeanor. He exudes a sense of strength and calm that I find incredibly attractive. I imagine him handling any situation with ease, his confidence and self-assurance radiating from him like a palpable aura.

I catch myself wondering what it would be like to be wrapped in his strong arms, to feel his gentle touch and reassuring embrace. I feel a flutter in my chest when I think about it, a sense of excitement and nervousness that comes from being around someone so undeniably masculine and composed.

The police came and before I knew it he dismissed them.

He was definitely a politician my God! I had f****d a politician. It felt really awkward to say the word f**k but I had done it and laughed my ass off. No need for me to be flustered. How does it feel to lose your virginity to a politician? I guess I know how it feels now.

“Miss”? “Samantha “ answered him.

Elliot is going to handle your car and as for you my beloved we have to talk.

What the? Beloved? Who me? Oh my God, I still stood there terrified as he took me by my hands to a nearby cafe’. What did he want to talk about?

There was no need for him to bring up what had happened that night. I really wanted to forget the event of the night we first felt each other. I thought about it my face flushed with shyness. Felt? What is wrong with me? His presence is doing the unthinkable to me.

We got to the cafe not too long after leaving the scene. What in the f*****g hell was he doing? “Marry me” he blurted out.

The words I couldn't find since he came down from the car suddenly came.

“Marry what the fuckung hell mister”? I asked. Scott McKee, that’s my name okay?

Mr. Scott Mckee, I can't just marry you that’s totally absurd. Whatever happened that night forget it. It was nothing we don't need to take any commitment because of our silly mistake I told him.

We are adults here so we should be able to let go no strings attached.

But there is a string attached he said to me

What does he mean by there is a string attached?

It wasn't just nothing, it meant something to you just like it did to me. Those were his words and I was totally taken aback when his eyes grew darker. His aura suddenly adjusted and it was no longer calm and welcoming like before.

His grip on my hands became tighter as he told me I had no choice. No choice? What do you mean by that? He was hurting me.

“You don't have a choice, my perfect little stranger” he spoke.

How would you like our little secret to be known to the world? He said as his eyes grew darker than they were before.

What was he saying? I stared deep into his dark eyes with the hope that he didn't mean what he said but I was left in despair as his eyes showed no compassion. He was keen on blackmailing me, and my vocabulary failed me.” You have no choice” those words kept ringing in my ears.

The marriage is in three days, everything is fixed, you just have to be there. Remember you’ve got no choice, my perfect little stranger. Those were his words as he left me in the cafe’ to continue his journey.

What a jerk “Arghhhhhh” I screamed as I woke up.