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The time has stopped somehow because he was driving his car again, and I was looking at him and I have no idea why?
It looks like he is hiding something, the thin lines on his forehead were telling me something is up to his mind.
His clenched jaw was telling me he is tense, he was on a call before starting driving and now he looks mad, as one word of mine will make him burst out in anger.
What should I do?
Should I ask him what occurred? Why is he so tense?
However, it is not my call to ask and create a place in his life. I am here to pretend and he is here because he wanted it to be that way.
He increased the speed, and the panic started, I am not a fan of speed, my heart was jumping inside my chest and my whole body was vibrating from the horror.
He was increasing the speed more and more, he was not even looking at me, his fist was hard, I think I need to do something, otherwise, there will be an accident, a manor one!
"Blake?" I called out his name, but he didn't listen, he didn't even look at me. He was still in another world where he was not capable of listening to what I am saying.
"Blake Jensen, will you stop now!!!!" I shouted on top of my lungs but didn't receive any words from his side.
He was still driving like a mad person who was ready to kill us at my moment.
What should I do now?
I know my life is not good, still, I want to live, I don't want to die any soon.
So, I did what a sane person won't do in my place.
I grabbed one of his arms when he was looking at me, I moved closer until his nose was touching mine, our breath was hard, mixing into each other.
His eyes went close for a moment, he was breathing hard,
"Will you stop please, I am scared," I admitted for the first time to a person that I am scared of everything.
And then reluctant to my words he did!
We were stopped. But we were in the same position, he slowly moved forward, his lips touched with mine, but he didn't do anything maybe he was waiting for my response.
And I have no idea what came over me, I kissed him.
My eyes were closed, and it lasted for barely a second, as I have realised what I was doing, and I cannot do it when I know it is so wrong!
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I saw his penthouse, and my eyes went wide. Of course, he is rich, that penthouse was again showing the remark of his wealth. How wealthy he is, all the power is in his hands, but still, he cannot control his sentiments, in the end, he is still a human.
"So let's go," we entered, a butler opened the door, who was neatly wearing his clothes.
He bowed ahead of Mr Jensen, with a warm smile. And then he bowed to me. He called me madam.
I have never been so much respected than this before.
"So the food is ready Tim?" Mr Jensenn asked, his tone was strict, it was clear that he was a boss now.
"Yes sir," he firmly nodded.
"Then you can leave," he told him to leave, so he did. He collected all his belongings and left.
I was alone with him. My mind was roaming everywhere, all the possible scenarios were coming inside my mind and then I gulped.
What if he decided to kill me, then bury my body inside the earth?
"Ashley, you can make yourself comfortable or take a shower whatever suits you,"
Then he started unbuttoning his shirt, what is wrong with him?
I was looking at him, for a long moment because he caught me off guard.
"Relax, I am going to take a shower, and by the way, you will find plenty of clothes so you can relax,"
Then he went wherever he wanted because of course, it was his penthouse and I was just a guest here.
There was a huge chandelier on the ceiling illuminating the whole place into its warmth and shines, the kitchen was too big, it was even bigger than my house where I live.
I went to one of the rooms that was nearer to my reach. It was quite big. Maybe it was like a hotel room, I know I have never been into lavish hotels, but this place here let me believe that I am into a five-star hotel.
I went to the shower, where there was a large mirror hanging on the wall. And a jacuzzi was resting on the floor.
I have never tried this, maybe for a moment, I can be blissful and calm. After Resting and cleaning myself I covers my body with bathrobes, my hair was wet, water was still dripping from the flocks of my hair.
I feel like as I am lighter than a cloud, the lotions that I used were full of fragrance, I am very delighted right now, I need to wear something, so went to the closet area, where a high cupboard was there in the corner, I opened it, and saw only girls outfit.
Whose clothes they are???
Are they his girlfriends?
Only a thought of it made me disgusted because they were all very short, and if I wear them; I will be showing half of my body to him.
Which made my blood more boiled,
I searched everywhere inside the closed but wasn't able to find any decent dress, maybe I should have never listened to him!
And then I saw something, an oversized white shirt, that was reaching up to my thighs. At least it is better than all the other outfits that are hanging here shamelessly.
I wore it in a quick slit, my hair was still wet, my eyes were dreamy to the fact that they were heavy. And I had no make-up anything to touch up.
Anyways, I don't care about how I look for this particular moment. I heard him calling out my name so I went outside, he was himself dressed in a t-shirt and some regular pants.
His muscles were ok display, maybe he was more interested in flaunting them.
He looked at me, and for a moment he didn't say anything, his eyes went wide, his mouth was hanging open.
"What?" I was curious to ask him why was he behaving like a shrimp?
He cleared his throat then raised one of his eyebrows, then looked up at me again," this is my shirt, that I have been searching for a while,"
Shit!
"As you said, I searched for the clothes, but this was the only suitable one that's why I wore it!"
I know it wasn't making much sense to him, because he was too busy to check me out, my every move, the way I was speaking, the way my hands were on my waist because I was ready to fight, the way I was transparent as a simple human being.
Then he chuckled, "don't you want to watch a movie?"
He asked, for this question, my eyes light up,
"Yes, I am dying to do that,"