The Reckless Marriage

Chapter 13: A Torturous Night

A sudden click of the room’s door, broke my sleep and I felt extremely panicked. Droplets of sweat began to form on my forehead as I shivered in fear. I knew there was someone present in the room however since I was covered with my bed sheet, I wasn’t able to see anything.  

The footsteps grew louder as the intruder was walking towards my bed. My heart started pounding like it had never done before. Sweat was dripping all over my body. 

As the outside light shined through the glass windows of my room, I was able to notice the intruder’s shadow. My anxiety levels were spiking high and there was no way I could lie still. 

Upon seeing that, I lost my cool and my cover as I threw the thick white bed sheet on top of the intruder. The intruder struggled to get it off his body while I attempted to scream and call for help.  

However, the intruder’s tight grip on my mouth restricted my scream. I turned my head towards the intruder’s face and I was shocked and surprised when I realised it was none other than Mr. Grayson! 

The both of us were looking into each other eyes as we exhaled warm air out of our system.  

Mr Grayson was wearing his formal clothing which was his suit and that stunned me even more. As he released his rough hands slowly from my soft lips, I was able to speak.  

“Sir, what are you doing?”  

I said while still looking deep into his eyes. For such an arrogant fool, he sure was very handsome and cute.  

“To admire you” he said which shocked me on all levels.  I let out a “huh” as I looked at him with confused eyes.  

“Of course, to wake you up! What else?” 

He walked away and turned on the orange lights of my room.  

As the room lit up, I was able to look at the clock that was situated high up on the wall near the cupboards.  

“Sir, at 2am?” I asked, wondering what was going on in his mind.  

He turned his face swiftly towards me and cleared his throat, “Yes! You are going to be making a contract for our first client right now.”  

A wave of misery just collided with me. I was so tired and frustrated that even the thought of drafting a contract felt like a needle piercing my skin.  

My face turned pale as I stared at him with an annoyed appearance. “Sir, can I do this in the morning? I’m so tired right now.” 

As I expressed my unwillingness to do the task, Mr. Grayson started taking steps towards me. I, in turn, started taking steps backwards.  

I was soon left sandwiched between the cold hard wall of the room and Mr Grayson who had the same smirk on his face as always. As the wall halted my movement, Mr Grayson decided to further contribute by placing his hands on either side of me while leaning in closer.  

My breathing began to surge as his lips were coming in close to mine. I had never in my wildest dreams thought to be in such a position where I was this helpless. I was lost deep into his glistening eyes.  

In a flash, he turned his head barely missing my lips over to my ears and whispered, “You better do this or get sacked!” 

Subsequent to saying that, he withdrew his hands and walked away from the room, leaving the door open.  

My eyebrows began to become narrower as anger ranged within me! How did he expect me to draft a contract where even one mistake could be detrimental to everyone on just an hour of sleep?  

On top of behaving so weirdly, he didn’t even have the courtesy to close the door. I marched towards the door and closed it silently, remembering that everyone in the house were asleep.  

I was not in any mood to have an argument with any other person, especially his mother. I pulled the chair that was placed underneath a study table near the cupboard and sat on it. Upon turning the night lamp on which bought light to just the table, I began to do my work reluctantly. 

While trying to study the files again, my head started to pound and I felt a splitting headache.  

At that point, I was ready to turn in the towel. I mean, who could handle such an arrogant boss? I was surprised that Mia, Jake and Piper didn’t run away from this place.  

Or was he just behaving this way with me because of our initial meeting.  

His mother was still very upset about it so of course he would be too! The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree as they say. 

A few hours later as time was drifting by, my sanity too was doing the same.  

I got off from the chair and decided to have a little walk around the room to awaken my eyes.  As I was taking a tour of my room, I suddenly came across a small gold frame. 

I flipped it over to find a photograph of what looked like Mr Grayson or Mr Arrogant as I say but younger. His bright cute smile was showing through as he stood alongside a woman whom I assumed was his mother due to the similar jewellery she was wearing but younger as well. They were both standing in front of a dark blue background in a photo studio.  

As I looked carefully over their faces, a memory started flashing in my mind. Everything started to turn dark as my eye vision diminished. I held my head as screams started flashing through my head. My eyes were twitching as sweat covered my face. I was able to see my parents and a blurred-out person standing in front of them.  

I snapped out of that flashback and my heart was beating rapidly. I couldn’t quite understand why I got such a flashback where I couldn’t even understand what was going on. What was that? Was I just hallucinating?  

I shook my head to dismiss the odd thing that happened to me. It surely could mean nothing at all. 

I got startled when I heard my alarm go off at the strike of 6am. I slammed the top of the alarm to turn it off and let out a huge yawn.  

Subsequent to freshening up, I walked out of my room. I unfortunately couldn’t finish the contract as I was tired but also some information about the company was lacking in the files that was given to me by Mr Grayson. 

As I was about to exit the hallway into the living room, Mia popped out of nowhere.  

I widened my eyes to take a good look and make sure I wasn’t hallucinating from the lack of sleep.  

She looked super fresh with makeup packed in her face. She was very a grey sleeveless turtleneck with a flash pink pencil skirt.  

When my eyes landed on her face, I noticed that she had a very angry look on her face and her hands were crisscrossed against her chest.  

What did I do now?