CHAPTER 5 - Dinner Breakfast And Ground Rules

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We drove in silence. He didn’t glance at me once, since the time he started driving. I couldn’t understand this guy. One moment he kisses me and the other he kidnaps me. What’s his problem?? We reached the destination, which looked like a three story bungalow. I bet this is Mr. Beast’s bungalow. Seriously what was this guy thinking? Kidnapping a woman and he wouldn’t be caught at all?? Yeah he might have thought that, but he doesn’t know my dad. Wait till morning buddy, my picture will be all over the news channels and in every police station. God I really love my dad!!! He motioned me to move ahead of him. Yeahh just to make sure that I don’t run again, not like he believed in ‘ladies first’ manners. ‘Manners’, huhh that word would be an alien to him. We entered a lavish bungalow fully made up of white tiles. It was so gorgeous. He was a rich brat. From where I stood I could only make out that the kitchen was to the left and there were two more rooms on the ground floor apart from kitchen and the living room. As expected Mr. Beast didn’t give me any house tour. He straight away caught my hand and which I, well I tried to jerk it free out of his hold but he didn’t let me to. We walked up the stairs and turned left. There were two rooms opposite to each other. He stopped abruptly in front of one of the room making me smack in him from behind. I don’t understand what it is about our touch that passes electric through both our selves. Yeah! I know he feels it too. I have seen him getting alert every time I touch him intentionally or unintentionally. “This is your room. Feel at home. And don’t do any stupidity of yours that will drive me to do something that I don’t want to.” He said. He came closer to me and touch me forehead with his knuckles, came down to me cheeks, and then touched my lips with his thumb. His touch was so light, so gentle. No one could ever make it that he is the same guy who killed four dangerous men in the alley some hours ago. Basically because here with me is Richard and the one in the alley was James. And when you talk about dangerous, then James is the definition of danger. Yepp I’d prefer to be with Richard rather than James. He pulled his hand back and I immediately started missing his touch. Damn I was getting pathetic. I have just met this guy. I took some steps back giving him space to leave. He took the cue, and started to go back down when he suddenly stopped midway and turned to face me. Damn what have I gotten myself into? I waited for him to speak or waited for his another order. Jerk did love to boss people around. But when I saw his eyes there wasn’t any commanding look in it but there was a promising look. “I will not let anyone hurt you Alexandra.” he said and left. My name, he took my name. How in the world did he know my name? Who is he and what is all this about? I knew the VULTURES wanted to harm me but why I didn’t know. How was I related to all this I didn’t know and neither did I want to think about it. I only wanted to think about the promise he just made to me. He looked so vulnerable in that moment. With the promise he just made to me I could also see the guilt he has in him. I guess I know the reason. Emily. I wish u were alive and could have helped your brother. He seems so alone and so hurt. I spoke to Emily in silence wishing she could hear me. I entered the room. It was a simple room with a full wall window that had an awesome view. There was a master bed in the room white colour which was making me feel greedy for some good sleep. I can never compromise with my sleep. Come what may. So I went to get freshen up. There was a huge bath tub in the bathroom, in which I decided to spend some time later on. Right now I needed some sleep. I took a quick shower and soon realised I didn’t have anything to wear except the only shirt hanging in there, which I guess was Mr. Beast’s. I wore it and stepped out of the bathroom to d him standing by the window in some deep thoughts. I cleared my throat. He turned and just stood there staring at me. I could clearly witness the hunger and lust in his eyes. I know I was looking sexy by the water still dripping from my wet hairs and the robe tied with just one knot which could anytime get undone. Ok, I did that on purpose, why not look sexy when I anyhow have to spend some time with him. I just wanted to look good for him. I don’t know why but yes I wanted to. He just kept staring at me which made me feel uncomfortable. I decided to break the silence. “Ummm, you need something??” I asked. No reply. “I actually borrowed your robe because my dress was totally wet.” I said. No reply again. “Is there something stuck on my face?” I asked. This time he looked a bit confused. Thank god at least his expression changed. “No. why?” he asked in his deep voice which now I was starting to get fond of. “You are kind of staring.” I told him with a blush which made me feel foolish. “Yeahh I know.” He said with a more husky voice now. Damn this man for sure knew the effect he has on me. He then closed the distance between us and caught me by my waist. He brought his mouth near my ear and nibbled it. He then bent down and gave me a soft and quick kiss over my lips and let me free. “Dinner is ready. Join me downstairs once you are done.” And with that he left without turning back. Jerk! One moment he hold me and the other he acts like a complete stranger, which he eventually is. But now, I was again missing his touch. I was growing to love his touch over my body. Wait, did I just say love. Shit what is wrong with you Alex? You are using L word for a complete stranger. A stranger who only deserves the F words. Get a grip dumbolina. Umm… actually no he is not that bad and I don’t know why I have a feeling that there is something dark behind everything he is. There’s a lot of sorrow hidden in him. Something too dark has made him this. All my instincts were shouting for me to find out what it was. Yeah! Now that’s right. If he wants me to be here with him then he has some questions to answer. Cause I hate to be kept in the dark. I turned around and found a blue coloured shirt. His shirt. How thoughtful of him. I didn’t have a thing to wear here at his place so he lent me his shirt. I soon wore his shirt and felt satisfied for the reason I was unaware of. I wasn’t getting what was happening to me but I felt that it’s all about the attraction I felt for Richard. And I had a feeling that this was something I shouldn’t be feeling for him because he was dangerous. Very. I was ready to go down and have dinner with him. But then it struck me, why not take benefit of being here. If he wants me here then have it. I moved down slowly to the dining room he asked me to be at. I slightly swayed my hips more than usual. At this moment I was so glad and proud of my long legs, also the shirt, and his shirt that was complimenting my skin tone. I entered the room where he stood by the table probably waiting for me. I saw him shift a bit as he saw me come in. He reached to the door and extended his hand like those guys do in the movies. The only difference was that he was more beautiful than any other guy I have seen in any movie. He looked sinful in his white shirt and dark jeans. He was tempting, way too tempting. He led me to my chair and pulled it out just like a gentle man I was unaware of. He then took a seat in front of me. I felt like I was on date with the most gorgeous guy I ever met. We had dinner in complete silence but for all the time he kept on staring me like a hawk. After dinner he escorted me to the room I was supposed to stay in.   “If you need anything just call me via intercom near your bed. And…take care” he said as his hand reached for my cheeks and caressed my cheek bones. We remained like that for about 40 seconds and then he dropped his hands back to his sides. And with that he turned and went down the hallway without giving me a second glance. Hmmm…ya I know we stayed that way for 40 second, because I kept on counting numbers in my mind because my silly heartbeats decided to run a marathon with his simple touch… God I really need help… That night I couldn’t sleep. I just lied down in my bed thinking and worrying about…dad, Emily, me and HIM. I didn’t know when did sleep took over me but it was pretty late when I got up in the morning, because the sun was already up pretty much. I glanced around the room in astonishment as to where I am and who the hell this room belongs to. Slowly then, all the previous day’s events came flowing down my brain and in couple of minutes I recognised where and with whom I am. I glanced around to figure what time is it and my eyes landed on bedside alarm clock which showed its 9.30 a.m. No doubt the sun is pretty up. I quickly took a shower and in around 10 minutes. Though my entire body was craving for a long hot bath but I didn’t let my mind to linger on that thought too long and decided for a quick shower. I was out of the shower wrapped myself in a huge towel that covered me from my breast to my knees. My hairs were dripping from my shower still. Then my eyes landed on the other side of my bed where laid was a simple orange colour sundress which I suppose should fit me well by looking at its size. Beside it was a note with a message on it. Breakfast in 15 minutes. Get ready and get down. Richard. Just how come this guy entered my room when I was so positive of locking it while moving in for the shower and just how does this guy know my size that he got me the dress. Oh k now please don’t take me to be a psycho but I seriously have a feeling that this guy has some paranormal powers just those vampires we see. God I am going to be crazy here for good. Oh k now I have to wear this dress and head down for……wait am I not going to office. The thought of what happened at the office last night makes every hair on my body turn into thorns. With a deep breath I decide to look for myself what does this day bring in for me. I get dressed and head down to the kitchen where we had pour dinner last night. He is again waiting for me but the only difference is he is watching news on the television which possess the headlines of my boss and his secretary being miss. The complaint had been filed by Mr. Grumpy’s wife. I shudder as the image of Tom suddenly pops up on the screen. That’s the exact moment Mr. Beast chose to turn glance at me. He must have gathered I was uncomfortable with that news on so he just switched the television off. Not that I am complaining. He then stood up from his seat and came to me, took my hand and led me to the dining table, pulled out a chair for me. Whoa there, so Mr. Beast did know some manners. Impressive. I slid down my chair and then he walked around the table and took his seat and with that we started our breakfast. It was quite silent like last night’s dinner until he spoke. “How are you Alexandra?” his face was so blank that I couldn’t make it whether the question was out of concern or just a mere formality of his. I was still contemplating as to what I should answer. Should I tell him the truth that I am scared to hell with the situation I am in or I should just lie saying that I am alright? Humph. I cannot just let him see how scared I am and let him know how weak I am, right? “I am…good.” I answer without meeting his gaze. I am stilling looking down when I realize that the hair on the back of my neck are particularly transformed into thorns. I slowly lift up my eyes and is rewarded with his heated gaze. More like a punishment you can say, a punishment for lying him, a lie which he might have just caught or it’s just me and my stupid brain playing quest with me. Whatever it is…he not for a second looks away from my eyes. It makes me feel like he is watching my soul through my eyes. I am more than willingly to turn my gaze elsewhere but I don’t think I am permitted to do that. Wait a sec, did I just say I need his permission to even move my gaze. Now where did that even come from? I finally looked down at my plate. I didn’t know what’s wrong with me but I am for sure not normal. Yepp positive. I am pulled out of my trail of thoughts when I hear him say, “Are you normal Alexandra?” My names slips out so sexily from his lips that it takes around a minute or two for me to register what he said in my system. Wait, did he just asked me whether I am normal or not. How come did this guy know about my secret of being an abnormal one? I pull up all my confidence and ask him, “Sorry??” Richard: “Are you a normal person Alexandra?” Alex: “What exactly makes you ask me that question Sir?” Richard: “A normal person would be scared in the situation you are in.” Alex: “And what makes you think I am not.” Shit... there went all my pride. Now he will surely me think of me as a loser. Richard: “I guess I was right then??” Now he is being weird. Not that he is been a sensible person so far but still. Alex: “About what?” Richard: “You lied. You lied about being alright when you are scared to hell like any other normal human being.” What the bloody hell is wrong with him. He is the one making a fuss out of a small lie and he is asking me whether I am normal or not. Seriously?? Is he for real?? My mind starts boiling up on this. Alex: “Seriously buddy?? Are you for real?? You are the one who got me here without even explaining me my part in all this mess. You are the one who killed people out there still you are all calm and at ease. Then again you enter my room even after I was so positive of it being locked and you know the exact size of my dress and then here you ask me whether am I normal or not and making a big fuss out of just a small lie. Yes I am scared to death and yes I did lie so what. And here you are acting as if you discovered a treasure and not just mere lie. Sherlock yaa. Being an expert. Are we Master?” I wince at my own sarcasm and his eyes turn dark on my last sentence and its then I realize what have I just called him. The look on his face makes me realize that the predator from the very first night is back and I’d again be lying if I said I am not scared now, with him. But again I’d again be lying if I said that the look on his face doesn’t make wet, for him. With the speed of the panther, he is right beside me and his face mere inches away from me. He stares in my eyes with his predatory gaze. I return back his stare but not a predatory one but surely a kitten one. Then he says, more like a whispery outrage, “Alexandra Swan, I am anything but at ease. Yes you can call me calm but aren’t you aware of the saying that, before every storm there is a dangerous silence. I guess that should give you the cue. Also darling, let’s just get something very clear now, you are here because you want to be safe and when I say safe I mean safe from the VULTURES out there who are willing to do anything to get to you. You live here and you live with me so better understand that, you will never again lie to me about anything, ANYTHING. You will do whatever you will to but without stepping out of that door until and unless I take you somewhere. You are not living this place without me and you are certainly not going to pull the stunt you pull at me last night. Cause love, like it or not you are going to end up with me and here. And one more thing, never again,” he pauses and his gaze falls to my lips, he touches my lower lip with his thumb and continues, “never again call me a MASTER. Cause you will not like the result of it babe. And yeah I seriously wish for you to try me.” With a slight smirk on lips which I wouldn’t have noticed if he wouldn’t have been so close, he stood up and stalked out of the room. Without a backward glance. And with that I lost all my appetite. I was about to stand and leave when he said from behind me making me jump in my seat. Richard: “Sit down and finish the food on your plate. I hate food being wasted.” What!! Was that some kind of ground rules?? And didn’t I just say that he just stalked out of the room without a backward glance? And also without finishing the food on his plate. That’s when I took notice that he wasn’t actually having breakfast but was only giving me company. Damn Alex good start of the day. Way to go babe.


Heyy guys hello there and sorry for such a delay in my update. As it is i m in my final year, so pretty much caught up with studies. But still i have written this chapter quite a lengthy one so as to make up for the delay. Hope you guys like.
Thanks anyway.

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