When Fates Entangle (The Alderidges Book 1)

Eight: An Apology

What if something happened to him? What if he had to be hospitalized?

"Why do you look so pale?" Zahria's voice snapped me out of my thoughts.

"What if...he is dead?"

She frowned. "Who?"

"Asael! Oh God--"

She grabbed my shoulders and jerked me. "Ver, no. You have a habit of overthinking everything. He is a responsible, old man and I am sure he must have taken his medicines. He will be fine."

"I am going to see him", I told her.

"At this time?"

It was only a quarter past seven and he was usually in his office at this time. I nodded. "I can't wait till tomorrow. I know I am overreacting but if I don't check for myself I won't be able to sleep."

She nodded slowly, understanding me. "Okay. Do you want me to come with you?"

"No. I will be back as soon as possible."

"If you don't find him there, just come back, okay?"

"Obviously, I won't be finding out his address now."

She chuckled and I dashed to my room to take a quick shower and change my clothes to make sure I didn't have that perfume lingering on my skin. Once I am done, I don't bother applying a new perfume and rush out.

Ten minutes later, I was standing outside his office and I breathed a sigh of relief when I noticed the light coming through the windows, the curtains were drawn but he was definitely inside.

I knocked on his door and heard the scrape of the chair inside and a moment later, the door was pulled open.

I didn't even get a chance to look at him when he shut the door in my face.

I pounded my fists on it. "I come in peace, I swear. I just want to apologise, please, sir."

When he didn't open the door, I said, "If you don't let me in then I'll..." I looked around, thinking of something to threaten him with. "You know what? I won't be leaving if you don't open the door. And I will continue to speak nonsense until you get a headache."

A couple of seconds passed by and then I started to speak randomly, "I am going to a club this Friday for sure, it's been so long since I went out to drink and dance and find a man to take home. My body is protesting against me for denying it its needs for so long--"

I heard the click of the door and then it was opened once again. Asael towered over me, completely pissed as he growled, "What the fuck do you want?"

I let my eyes roam over him. His navy blue shirt's top two buttons were open, giving a peek of his chest, sleeves shoved roughly up to the elbows. His nose was red and so were his cheeks, hair messy, exhaustion lined his face and his spectacles rested low on his nose.

"Finally." I offered him a grin. "All I want to say is--"

I let out a yelp when he abruptly grabbed my elbow and pulled me inside me, making me slam into his chest and then he shut the door behind me.

I stayed flushed against him, feeling his body heat soak into mine and I became aware of how muscled and strong he was everywhere.

Being pressed against him like that sent a thrill through me, starting from my heart and ending right between my thighs.

His fingers left my elbow and he stepped back, still glowering. "Do you have any idea how wrong this is? You can't come and visit me here anytime you want, it's not appropriate and could get us both in trouble for no reason."

"But...I have been here before."

"Due to some valid reasons. Had someone seen you just now--" He groaned, shaking his head and turned his back to me. "What. Do. You. Want?"

I noticed the box of tissues lying on his desk along with some medicines and a few files lying open.

"Why are you still working?" I asked softly. "You should go home and rest."

He cut me a glance over his shoulder, saying sharply, "After you triggered my allergy?"

I flinched and bit my lips. "I am sorry. Really, really sorry. I had no idea. I never wanted to make you sick, it was supposed to just annoy you, that's it."

He grabbed a tissue and rubbed his nose with it and turned around to face me. "Are you done?"

"Please, I am sorry," I mumbled, giving him my puppy eyes.

He slid his hands inside his pants pockets and glanced away to the side, his jaw locking tightly.

Seeing him furious with me made me sad. One day for sure, I am going to make this man smile. I am going to study well and be his favourite student by the end of this year which is in a few months.

"I understand you won't be forgiving me so easily and that's okay but I want you to know how sorry I feel. I won't be doing anything like that ever again. I will even throw away that perfume or any strong-scented one I have. I promise."

His eyes slid to me and he let out a small sigh. "Leave."

"First promise that you will think about forgiving me." Now, I was being stubborn but I couldn't help it. Somewhere deep down, I felt like I needed this man's approval.

He took a step forward, coming close to me and I hesitantly stepped back.

For every step he took towards me, I took one back until my back hit the door and he pressed his palm beside my head, leaning down.

My mouth parted slightly, I suddenly wanted to touch him anywhere and everywhere, my heart thumping wildly, I was desperate to know if he was feeling the same way.

His gaze was dark and searing, holding mine captive and then he put his mouth next to my ear, speaking in a low, dark tone, "Don't tempt me to punish you, Verena."

My body shuddered, a whimper getting caught in my throat and I bit my tongue to make sure it didn't escape.

He pulled back, putting distance between us and said firmly, "Go home."

Nodding jerkily, I opened the door and almost ran out, afraid of how my body reacted to him despite everything. Despite him being married.