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For a moment I thought Mr Jensen has lost his mind. The way he was reacting was nonsensical and pathetic. It wasn't as Mr steward was going to do something to me.
"Will you stop now!" I shouted at the top of my lungs. My voice was trembling and I was on the verge of losing my temper. I was already lost maybe it was tequila or maybe it moving in my head so slowly.
However, he didn't. He kept throwing his anger at him. And then when it was slipping from his hand Mr steward started punching him!
They were both engulfed in a fight. People were clicking their pictures. It was a complete mess! The trash in fact and what if they never stop?
What if they kept fighting with each other? What if they never stopped? What if they get into prison?
Oh, no shit!!!!!
That cannot happen!
I will do everything in my hand to stop this mess!
"Blake and john! Stop now!" I shouted with all the power I had in my blood and veins.
Maybe it was my outburst or my anger but I throw away a glass full of water on the floor so that they can hear it and stop.
And the magic happened
They did stop but their face was not in good condition, blood was dripping from Mr Jensen's lower lip and Mr steward? His eyes were red bloodshot.
"Are you guys insane? Look now your joker's faces will be covered in the newspaper tomorrow," I giggled.
I felt Mr Jensen getting tense when he saw all the cameras flashing on his face.
So he did what was not expected from him!
He proved again that he is a jerk and cannot ever attain himself as a human being.
He started crying, acted as Mr steward was. The villain in my life was teasing me because John was not in any condition in getting up from the floor, he fainted after showing his blood-red eyes to me. So, he was not in any condition to defend me and when I opened my mouth to say something he came closer to me. Encircled my waist through his hands and then closed without asking for anything placed his brushed lips on mine.
I tried to push him, to slap him, to do whatever I had in my mind so that he can stop but he didn't even budge from his place for a good ten seconds then he let out a breathe as he was holding it from too long.
Then he started squeezing my cheeks and harshly whispered, " not a word darling! Not a word!"
He grabbed my hand then intertwined his fingers with me. But I didn't want to go from here to leave Mr steward as a no one. It is just too bad to see him in the condition when he was the first person who saved me from getting insulated ahead of the whole crowd.
Enough of his tactics I am not going anywhere, I am not a robot-like him or a pervert who randomly kisses girls without their consent!
"Are you coming with me or not darling?" He looked at me, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear.
"Oh no sweetheart, I would rather like to stay here!"
I flashed all of my teeth in a genuine smile at him.
"See ladies and gentlemen, my girl wants me to carry her, you can click our pictures,"
"What are you going to do? Mr pervert??"
"Shhhh" he put his finger over my lips. Shutting my mouth so I cannot do anything to demolish him.
He carried me in his arms, in a bridal style while I was busy munching on his chest. I wanted to murder him at that moment.
"Put me down you jerk!"
"My dear Ashley, you are so heavy, by the way, everyone is looking at us so you have to smile, most pleasantly,"
"No, I won't! Put me down you jerk!"
I kept shouting and shouting but he didn't listen to me. He Kept ignoring all my tantrums as he doesn't care as I weight nothing to him.
"Put me down you jerk!"
"As you say my lady" and then in a second I was on the ground covered with mud.
"How dare you!" I was so angry that I could have murdered him right away with my hands or even with my glare if I had any chance to do that!
"You say whatever you want because Ms Brooke we are alone here!"
And what his way of calling me with these stupid nicknames. Has he lost his brain?
Oh now I understand when we were in everybody's sight he was pretending to be a good and caring gentleman but in alone he showed his true face to me.
What a bastard he is!
"Now get up Ms Brooke, I don't want to waste my precious time here looking at your fragile figure covered in dirt." He got inside the car leaving me all alone. My back was hurting, my mind was slurry in every moment. I was barely able to hold any sight and before I could do anything to get up to breathe in the fresh air again. My eyes started burning, I felt as I was nothing at that duration of time.
"Please," I blurted out, I was about to sleep in the middle of the road in mud.
I started sobbing, tequila was mixing very badly with my blood.
Everything was turning black, maybe this is it! My life was becoming hell, no wait for a second, my life has always been hell with no direction and state of mind.
It's good if I die today then, I will be away from all the drama of my life and then this person will be very pleased with my misery of life.
After all, he only cares about his power, money and image with no feelings, oh yes he does care about girls.
Girls who are of his type are not like me who are nothing just a puppet for him.
"Ms Brooke, Ms Brooke, wake up," I saw his fragile image in front of my eyes. But it was too late I was already gone in a long forming sleep.
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"Ms Brooke, wake up," I was not on the mud no, not on the floor, my body was flying in the air and maybe I was in his car.
I saw his glimpse, he was driving his car and I was still in nausea,
"Ms Brooke, try to open your eyes,"
Her face had so much affection, her eyes had a tinge of hope.
But I know it was all fake, I just want to sleep at this time and want to forget about everything.
"Ashley, look at me,"
Oh, now I have started dreaming, what would have been worse with me, first of all, I am drunk enough to forget my name, the second thing is my dress is all ruined, and oh I forget to mention that this bastard tried to show his generosity by putting his coat on me so that I won't feel cold anymore, thirdly, he kissed me tonight again without my consent just to prove everyone that he was trying to save me and he is my lover, fifth and the last thing is this person has the guts to bluff me by showing fake concern and calling me by the first name.
Oh Mr Blake Jensen you have no idea how much I hate you!
And then everything went black.