Melissa's POV:
I turned on my side, snuggled into the warmth of my pillow and hugging it tightly. The pillow vibrated making me groan in discomfort.
What the heck? I'm having my best ever sleep and this warm pillow is disturbing me!
I felt something crawl up my arm and then my defense instincts kicked in. I jolted up and punch whoever was about to attack me, stretching my arm out, my hand in a fist.
I heard a loud thud and looked around the room as panic sat in me.
This isn't my room. Where am I? Who took me here? Does any gang find out that I am the "Dark Horse"? But why would they keep me in a.....room?
Suddenly, I heard a groan, which confused me more. I looked down and saw the same man from yesterday, sitting near the bed whilst rubbing his head. His face frowned into a pained one.
"You! I yelled as I pointed an accusing finger towards him. He quickly opened his eyes that were probably closed because of the pain I had delivered him in the punch. What are you doing here? Did you take me here? What-" I was caught off when he suddenly got up and placed a hand on my mouth. His other hand went at the back of my head, caging my face between his hands.
I froze and my eyes went wide from the sudden closeness. Our eyes locked, while our faces were mere inches away. I stared in his chocolate brown eyes that gave a golden shade in the sunlight seeping through the window binders.
I tried to look away but it was as if his eyes had captured me inside them. Looking this close I noticed his features for the first time. He was a handsome man with a sharp jawline and perfect features.
His eyes seem to bore in mine. Finally, realizing the closeness, I slapped his hand away from my mouth whilst glaring at him. He simply smiled at me, his face still sticking close to mine, and I didn't know why but my heart was beating uncontrollably.
I think I'm sick...
"You talk too much. And for your kind information, you had fainted last night after which I found you unconscious. You were injured so I took you here, my home, and treated your wounds. Now you should stay on bed and the doctor will be coming anytime soon to check you." He said, smiling adorably at me. Wait....what?! Adorably?! Since when did I start thinking about men being adorable?
"Thanks, but no thanks. I'm going now. Thank you for taking care of me yesterday, but now I can take care of myself." I said, giving my fake sweet smile. I stood up from the bed without hearing any response, but soon lost balance because of dizziness. Black dots appeared in my vision, causing me to stumble a few steps. He quickly grabbed me from my waist, but that weird tingling again started to grow in the pit of my stomach.
I gently pushed him away by the elbow and stood away from him on my own.
"I-I'm okay. Thank you for your help." I said breathlessly. He frowned and grabbed my hand, making me sit on the bed. I looked up at his concerned face, which made my heart race for some reason.
"You don't look okay to me. You should better listen to me like a good girl and wait for the doctor." He insisted, sitting on the single couch in front of the bed.
I crossed my arms over my chest and stared at him with raised eyebrows.
"Who are you? My mother? I don't even know you. Why should I trust you? I'm going, anyway." I said, standing up again and gladly, succeeding this time. He didn't sit still at that but I ignored him and made my way towards the door slowly so that I wont fall this time. When I was about to open the door my arm was grabbed from behind as he turned me around while pinning me to the door.
My eyes snapped up to him with an angry glare, however, his face was void of any emotions. We were again so close to each other as he pinned my wrists at my sides. His face was mere inches apart from mine and butterflies started to swirl in my stomach. I hated to admit it, but I felt..funny from inside, being this close to him.
"You should better listen to me when I am saying nicely." He said, with a deadpan face before suddenly smiling cutely at me. I was baffled from his sudden change when he took a step back from me, but not enough away for my comfort zone. What? Is he bipolar?
"And my name is Tyler Hunter. I hadn't taken advantage of you last night, so it should be enough to prove that I'm a trustworthy person and you are not going anywhere from here until I'm satisfied that you are alright." He declared, as a matter of fact, still smiling. That weird tingling grew further in my stomach and I could only ignore it again. I simply nodded, giving in to avoid any other encounter of getting close with this stranger.
I walked back to the bed. He also walked closely beside me, watching my every step as if I would fall any moment now.
"You know I can walk fine." I snapped at him. He just smiled, which should have annoyed me but it didnt bother me, instead I was getting fond of his smiles.
"I doubt that." He stated, on which I huffed and sat on the bed.
After some time, the doctor came and started checking the wound on my head. He asked me about any other injury which I denied. He nodded and bandaged my head.
All the time, Tyler was looking at me worriedly. What's with him?
"Gladly, the wound isn't deep but it looks like you have been hit by a glass bottle. Did anyone attack you?" The doctor asked. My eyes widened slightly in anticipation. Tyler's head snapped towards me with furry and anxiety swirling in his eyes.
"Did someone hit you? Who was he? Tell me!" Tyler exclaimed, furiously. It took me by surprise but I immediately denied it making an excuse.
"N-no! It was just an accident. No one attacked me." I replied, immediately. The doctor nodded uninterestedly, while Tyler didn't seem to believe me. He kept staring at me silently, causing an explicable guilt to arise in my heart. I would look anywhere but him because I better knew whether he believed me or not.
"Anyways, Miss. Melissa, you have to change your bandage daily for a few days until it heals and I will write you some medicines for the dizziness. Otherwise, you are alright." The doctor said, as he packed his things and left before nodding at Tyler.
After the doctor left, closing the door behind him, an awkward silence enveloped the room.
"Umm...I should be going now. Thank you for your concern, Mr. Hunter." I said quickly and stood to leave but he asked out of the blue, his voice conveying the hidden rage.
"Who hit you?" I turned towards him with narrowed eyes. He was staring at me with his arms crossed on his chest, looking intimidating. But its not going to affect me, poor boy.
I smirked mentally but kept a straight face feigning innocence.
"What? I have told earlier that it was an accident." I said innocently, but his eyes got harder as he looked furious for some reason.
"Don't lie to me. Tell me who that bastard was so that I can kill him for touching you?!" He growled, which scared me for a second but it was somehow......sexy? What? I think my brain has an internal injury.
To deny my previous thought about him, I also acted angry and gave him a hard glare.
"What is it to you? Its none of your business! And stay away from me!" I bellowed at him, making him clench his perfect jaw. Okay, I seriously need a mental checkup.
Not waiting for a reply I quickly opened the door and rushed out of the room. As I stepped outside, I was amazed by the infrastructure of the house. It was a huge house or you should better say it was a mansion. Anyways, I finally found my way out and gasped.
There, all the latest and expensive cars were standing and many guards were stood around the entrance. I looked up at the mansion and saw him standing at the terrace, staring at me. I quickly turned my gaze away and hurried to get out of there.
Once I made sure that I was far away from that place I stopped for a second to gather my thoughts.
Who is he? He seems really rich and....powerful. But why is he meddling in my affairs so much? Most importantly...Why it didn't anger me as it would do usually? What has gotten into me?!
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