Chapter 20

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Ashley's pov

What's wrong with me?

Do I become a blind woman? With no loops to fall at all?

Though the atmosphere around me felt pleasing, engraving my hopes for a better future.

The blanket I had on was soft as it was made up of velvet, hiding all the dark sides I had in me.

Though my mind was constantly running on the circles of the hoop until I heard the sound of man.

What the hell a man is doing in my home?

My brain may look smaller to people of my age but it could easily break the thoughts of others.

However, the blanket didn't look familiar anymore, and a strong aroma hit my nostrils that made me, even more, confirmed I was not in my home, not anymore.

So where am I?

Did I get kidnapped? And if I did? For what reasons? I don't have enough money to pay for them, nor do I win any heritage from the rich people then why?

You are a young woman and that is enough for anyone to kidnap you!

A nasty voice in my head mumbled though I want to open my eyes and look ahead to the straight, maybe I want to run away from here, but my head is spinning and I can't walk properly as my legs are aching too.

"Ms Brook, you can open your eyes, " hey, this sound familiar, does he by any means? Mr John Steward?

But why the hell I am here in his home, in his place? On his bed?

Did something occur between us last night, most importantly between us?

My head is still burning, and I can't remember any outcome anymore.

Gradually, I opened my eyes to find a scenario that I was not going to witness in my life anytime soon.

I was in the bed and the room was very huge, as we see on television shows, my eyes got hypnotised by the lighting effect of this room.

He is super rich!

And a businessman too! Don't forget that!

Oh yes, I almost forgot that, thanks for reminding me of my dear inner voice.

"Here eat something, then take this medicine," Mr steward was all freshened up and engulfed in reading a piece of paper, he was already in his dark suit, all ready to close the business soon, and his eyes? Which were concentrated on that paper before was now resting on me.

When I was becoming a jelly again, my cheeks were flushed,

"How-???" I tried to say in a calm and clear voice but only a stutter came for me to work.

"You passed out from drinking last night, so I had to give you a safe place, otherwise you know- a young woman like you can get easily damaged," his voice was soft as tender and hard as stone, his eyes met with mine, and there was something strange in it.

What? A remittance of power to show?

"Did anything-?" My words were hard to find and make it clear, I can't even meet his demanding eyes, I must be looking like an ape in the zoo. Because truth to be told I was a mess.

Ashley Brooke has become a mess!

"What? No-- don't think too much, besides you were passed out!" He looked away and got more focused on reading that paper.

And in that duration, I got up, got myself clean by using his whereabouts, collected my credentials and then I saw my tilted image In the small piece of mirror that was shamelessly hanging from my bag.

My eyes were flushed, telling everyone how much drunk I was, my hair was all over my face in a fuzzy way, and my lips? They were dried, cracked!

I saw the clock and realized I only had

An hour left to reach Jensen's Industries and by any circumstances, I cannot get late, not now when Mr Jensen is going to be there, he will find any opportunity to work against me so that I can lose my job.

Yes, he can do that!

But how am I going to work? I have to change, do anything, however, time is running ahead of me.

Should I ask Mr Steward to step forward and help me?

But why would he always do that? Besides? I can't borrow anything from him!

It will be too much to cost me!

Furthermore, when I was lost in my thoughts, I didn't realise his presence, his tall figure was hovering over me. Making my week on my knees.

"Is something wrong Ms Brooke?"

Yes, my clothes stink! My whole life is a blizzard and I have to reach Jensen's Industries anyhow in one hour, otherwise, Mr Blake Jensen will find any reason to kick me out!

"Nothing! Absolutely nothing!"

I looked away, making my cheeks more flushed ahead of him, to make him realise I am laying.

I mentally slapped myself for being a bad liar.

For a brief period, he noticed my eyes, look dead in them, then roamed his orbs on the whole structure of the body as he was idolising me for every inch of my curve and at that duration, I forgot how to breathe.

Then he smirked,

Wish I could wipe the smirk from his face!

"You need clothes right?" He raised one of his eyebrows as asking me for my reassurance while making me realise where the hell my life is taking me to?

Why everything is in jeopardy with me?

I shook my head, as there was no way to fluid my brain and make a sound with my shuddered teeth.

He chuckled, then tilted his head to the nearby cupboard only making me frown more at him.

"You can borrow some clothes, you know!" He silently hissed in my ear, making me jump to the echo of his voice.

As I said, my life is becoming more in jeopardy so I had no choice but to follow his way to find myself any suitable attire to wear.

As I opened, the cupboard, I found all the dresses which I have never seen in my life, the dresses which models wear in the big campaign and I-? I have never had an opportunity to get my hands on these.

Though there is a big dilemma that was coming on my way, all the outfits were short, if I wore them they will reach up to my thighs, making me shudder even more at the workplace.

Then my eyes went to the nearby clock that was handing on the wall, and my eyes went even wider, I only had half an hour left, I had no choice but to pick anyone otherwise I will be left with no job, or even worse without a shelter on my head.

My mother's fragile face again appeared to me.

And my heart sank again in the depth of human emotions.

I picked out a black dress, at least it won't show my curves that much and I would be away from the centre area of attraction.

I changed it in no time, combed my hair only to look stable and then applied an inch of lipgloss to my dried lips.

As I came out from the changing room, Mr steward was nowhere to be found, maybe he left already, I picked up all my credentials and went down to find a taxi.

I know a taxi would cost me too much, but I don't want to lose my job so I took the biggest decision of my life and for the very first I was trying to find a taxi!

Until I heard a sound of honk!

"come in I will drop you off!" Me Stewart's voice was more businesslike but thanks to the God that he sent him on my life as he is the one who has Rescued me from some unplanned situations of my life.

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The wind was high on speed and New York City was already buzzing with the wound of several honking of the car.

All the tall buildings were raising their high standards in daylight, and the couples on the street were already engrossed in the existential feeling of love.

"So, Ms Brooke, what were you doing at that club?"

After a pin drop silence of hid driving he asked me the same question which I was contemplating for the rest of my life.

"I went there to find a date for myself,"

I looked away because I was ashamed of myself! That was the most horrendous decision of my life.

"And why on the earth do you do that?" He asked raising one of his eyebrows!

As he was the student and I was his tutor, maybe he is a decent man to be trusted upon.

So I told him everything, about a surprise that Mr Blake Jensen is going to receive tonight and we all employees have to come with a date as this is the main theme.

Though as I saw the talk buildings start coming closer to my vision I realised I reached the office at the correct time.

Before he could say anything I thanked him for helping me out and I was just about to land on the street with my foot when he caught me off-guard with his question.

"Ms Ashley Brooke, would you like to go on a date with me?"