Ashes of Love

CHAPTER EIGHT

I was seriously doing my business in this room when suddenly the lights are out. The room was field with darkness. I tried to reach for something. But it was really dark that I stumbled on the sheets that I placed on the floor and got bumped into something, then I heard something breaking.

My eyes widened at that. My heart started to banged loudly. I broke something I'm sure of it!

But I wasn't sure if it was a vase or a figurine, but I'm sure it's all broken now.

"What the hell is that sound?!" a baritone and a thunderous voice of a man echoed the whole room. The nervousness I felt earlier doubled. f**k!

I may not be close and not so familiar with Aaron Trev, but I am sure that this is him. There's no other man in this house that could make me feel shivers down my spine just by hearing his voice.

I didn't say a word. I trim my lips into a think line and prayed hard to Heavens and hoping that I didn't break any valuable things in this room. But I have, but I'm not sure what is it. The sound wasn't that loud, so probably the thing was small yet vulnerable.

"Is anyone in here?" I heard his voice again.

Even in the dark I could feel his coldness.

I cleared my throat so he could finally notice my presence here.

It was so dark in here and I wondered why and how did we find each other's eyes. I can see a different Sparks in his dark and hooding eyes. I step backward, for I can't take the intensity that he's giving to me, which made my heart tripled its beat. But he didn't took off his gazes to me like he is memorizing my feature in the dark.

I closed my eyes momentarily when light coming from his phone landed on my face. I squinted my eyes to see him. With the light coming from his phone, I stared his features for a moment.

He has a thick brows, a beautiful paired of brown eyes and curved eye lashes. He has a narrow and proud nose. His jaw is very angled. And his lips...it is red and so edible.

"Who are you? What are you doing here?" His baritone voice lingered to my ears. I couldn't say a word. I think I was smitten by his beastly beauty.

But when the lights in the room are finally back my senses came back. I cursed loudly at the back of my mind.

His eyes landed on the broken figurine on the floor. It is a figurine of a person, and the head was now separated and the hand was broken.

I am doomed!

Before I could react I heard him asking me, "what have you done?!" in a loudest way he could ever deliver.

The beads of sweats slowly formed on my forehead.

"I... I didn't mean it—" I wasn't given enough chance to speak, for he pushed me away before squatting and picked what I have broken on the floor.

"Do you know what's this, huh?!" he growled. I almost jumped at that.

"I... I am sorry, s-sir... It was an accident!" I explained, for it was really an accident. But before I could defend myself more, I felt him grabbed me the arm.

The strong aroma of liquor envelopes my nostrils.

"Aw!" I winced. His grip is so tight that I thought my bones would break apart. "Y-You're hurting me," I commented. But he remains deaf and tightens his grip to my arm.

I can't help but to let a tear rolled down my cheeks. It's really painful. And for a petite one like me, he could possibly cause a severe damage if he wouldn't let me go now.

The room is now well lightened but with his dark and bloodshed eyes, it made the whole room dark in my senses.

"Sir A-Aaron... Please, let me g-go," I begged almost a whisper.

I yelled for some help but what I got next was a tight grip on my jaw. My tears are now pooling down my eyes, it's like a waterfalls that keeps on flowing.

I don't understand why he is like this. It's just a mere thing for Pete's sake!

With his drunk eyes, he stared me. From my jaw his hand transfered to my neck. He's choking me!

"He-help! Ohh,..."

I could now feel that my feet was lift to the floor. My body trembles. I suddenly felt some chills covering my body. My vision started to blurry, and I'm starting to lose some air.

I tried to get away from his grip. I have scratched his hand but it was pointless since he's too strong.

Help...

I silently asked someone for help. All I was just praying right now is that I hope someone would come here and rescue me.

I heard someone panicking. I couldn't see who was that, and I'm not sure about what's happening. But the next thing that I know is that my body fell down on the floor.

I heard someone groaned in pained.

"f**k you Aaron!"

Was that Drexler?

I tried to open my eyes, as I try to catch for some air. On the floor there was Aaron with his blooded lips, while Drexler is on top of him, giving him another blow.

I cough.

Drexler came to my direction. His eyes were full of concerns. I heard him cursed but I couldn't hear him well. My vision gets blurry again, and before I could finally say a word to thank him, the world of unconsciousness embraces me. But before that, I felt someone carrying me.

To be continued...