𝑹𝒐𝒔𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒆'𝒔 𝑷𝑶𝑽
It's been three days since the incident, I locked myself in. Letting only my best friend little access to me, not wanting to deal with anyone else. With the words of Xavier replaying in my head, I can't help but worry that sooner or later I'll have to return to work.
Hiding away like this isn't what I wanted when I came here in search of a new life. And I'm not going to stay secluded in this house, I'm going to have to have a word with Xavier. There have to be something he can do about the contract, he doesn't have any use for me anyway.
Deciding to clean up my room and take a long shower, I went straight to it. After my bath I got dressed in a yellow summer dress and pumps.
I brushed my hair and packed it up in a messy bun, applying a little bit of make up I took one last look of myself and smiled inwardly. I looked good. I then strolled out of my room to the kitchen to prepare breakfast cause I was sure as hell that River is still getting ready to leave for work so she'll be able to take breakfast too.
Making pancakes and scrambled eggs, I ate mine and immediately cleared the table and washed the dishes. River left for work and I was left all alone to do absolutely nothing.
I decided to watch a horror movie to lift up my spirit a bit and decided on the movie "Rampant".
Though it wasn't as scary as I expected but it was something. I did have a thing for zombie movies anyway. I was about to settle into the movie when I heard a faint knock on the door, I paused the movie and hurried to open the door.
Thinking it was River who probably forgot something, I opened the door and froze immediately. Xavier stood in all his glory at the door, looking directly into my eyes with his amber eyes, captivating my whole attention and for a moment I almost forgot about my hatred for him.
'Almost'
I came back to my senses when he casually strolled in the apartment without me letting him in and I squinted my eyes in confusion as I stared at him. He wore a navy blue suit and had a sleek fresh hair cut, looking so drop dead gorgeous. I cleared my throat and folded my hands.
"What do you think you're doing walking in here like you own the place?" I frowned.
"We need to talk." He turned to me, after scanning the whole house.
"We have nothing to talk about."
Wait what the heck am I saying? Of course we have a lot to talk about.
"So would you rather we talk here, or my place?" He asked cunningly.
"I'm not going anywhere with you. So talk." Where I was getting this confidence from, I don't know. But one thing I know is that I'll never let him trample on my dignity again, never.
"Okay." He then casually walked to the couch and got comfortable. I followed him and sat at the opposite end of the couch.
Crossing my long legs and folding my hands, I stared blankly at the television screen, waiting for him to continue but he remained quiet. So I teared my eyes away from the screen and gave him a boring look. Which he returned with a smirk of his own.
"Well?."
"Your break is over Rose, I'm sure having a conversation with me has been on your mind for days now." He tried to reason with me.
"How did you find me?"
"I have my ways." He smirked.
"That's not an answer to my question Xavier, don't be so coy about it." I spoke with so much confidence that I felt my inside tremble with so much adrenaline rush.
"Xavier?" He cocked an eyebrow. "Getting comfortable now are we?" His signature smirk returned to his face.
Clearing my throat, I peered my eyes away from his and looked at my trembling hands only me can notice.
"Why are you doing this? What do you want from me? Why me?" I finally asked the questions that had been eating me up inside.
"Cause you remind me of someone…." He slipped.
My head immediately snapped to him and I swear I saw a little bit of emotion before it completely disappeared.
"An ex wife? Girlfriend? Family? For God's sake Xavier tell me the truth, I deserve that at least. You've done nothing but humiliate me in the most cruel way possible. I did absolutely nothing to deserve this treatment, why do you hate me so much? It's so unfair." Tears slipped out my eyes.
I immediately wiped it off and closed my eyes tight to get rid of the tears. Now he was quiet and I hated it, whenever he tries to humiliate me he always had a lot to say so why was he quiet now. Why?
"Why are you here?."
"Come back to work Rose." He stared intently at me.
"No."
"You have no choice."
"You're the owner of the company, you made the contract so you can choose to ignore it and destroy it."
"But I won't. You will come back to work."
"You don't fucking own me! When are you going to realize that." I lost it.
"I never said I own you. Even though I do own you."
"What?"
"Look I know I must have probably overreacted the last time and that's why I'm here, to make things right. Can't we just move forward and forget it ever happened?"
I stared at him in disbelief. So this is his way of…what, apologizing?
"So you're here to apologize?" I asked in a mocking tone.
"If calling it that would make you feel better, then yes."
"Wow! You're really a lost cause." I pinched the bridge of my nose in frustration.
"So are you coming back to work?" He asked eagerly.
I stared at him for a while before looking away.
"No."
He grunted.
"Why are you so difficult? Ugh." He whined.
"Oh I'm sorry Sir, was I supposed to kiss up your ass and act like nothing happened?"
"Well not like kissing up my ass is a bad thing, but I'm trying to be considerate with you."
"Well you're doing a terrible job at it."
"Will you let me finish?" Then I kept quiet. "Good. Come back to work and I'll triple your salary, plus a compensatory gift for my outburst at the restaurant."
I pretended like I was thinking about it before standing up from the couch and trying to walk away.
"No." I spat.
"I know about your family." I froze. My heart suddenly raced in my chest.
"I'm not trying to blackmail you with it, so relax. All I'm saying is you came here to make a name for yourself. Basically make money and live off on your own, comfortably and in charge of your own life. You have the opportunity to achieve that goal, I can get you anything you want in this world but all I'm asking is for you to come work for me."
"I'm not sleeping with you Xavier." I again folded my trembling hands.
"I'll be patient. Although I always get what I want kitten." I immediately felt heat rush to my cheeks and I looked away to hide the blush that found it's way there.
Why did that make me feel so hot, this man will be the death of me. What is this feeling I'm getting? Why can't I stay mad at him, does this mean I'm developing feelings for this bad man?