"Stop!"
Rose heard a voice bellowed and the huge man stopped whatever he was planning on doing to that.
She released a breath she didn't know she was holding in fear of what the huge, scary man would do to her. Then, she looked at the entrance in search of her savior.
She saw her supposed savior who had stopped the huge man, and she rolled her eyes, angrily.
Just seeing him pissed her off, greatly.
It was no other person than Elvin Wellesley!
"I would rather the other Wellesley shows up not his cocky son!" Rose gritted inwardly.
"Sir, she is a trespasser! A stalker, actually!" The huge man informed Elvin, politely.
"Really? Well, it doesn't seem so to me, Bradley." Elvin replied the bodyguard, addressing him by his name.
Bradley was taken aback. Afterwards, he looked between Rose and Elvin and he figured out something, at the way they were staring at each other.
Elvin was staring at Rose, flatly while the latter was glaring at him.
"Sir, do you know her?" Bradley asked Elvin.
"No, I don't know her. How in hell would I know someone like that? Nah!" Elvin replied Bradley, while staring at Rose straight in the eyes.
The denial hit Rose badly as she wasn't expecting that. Although, she knew he could surprise her anyhow, in a bad way, but at least not that brutal denial.
"That jerk!" Rose seethed.
"I just feel she isn't a stalker! I mean, take a good look at her; the unkempt hair, the drool, the luggage and her overall appearance. She looks homeless!" Elvin pointed out, observantly.
"You are right! But still, I have to report her so she won't come back here again. This is not a haven for the homeless." Bradley maintained, firmly.
"I drooled? Oh, shit!" Rose quickly cleaned the sides of her mouth in panic, with her palm. It was done, frantically so she couldn't get it cleaned, completely.
Elvin found that hilarious and he chuckled. Rose felt embarrassed.
"I am not homeless, I am just temporarily in need!" Rose gritted out.
"Keep quiet! Tell that to the police when they arrive!" Bradley snapped at her.
"I just slept in here, what did I do wrong to be arrested?" Rose snapped back at the bodyguard.
"Oh, you are trying to be brave right now, right? Don't worry, the police will let you know what you did wrong when you get to their custody." Bradley told her.
Rose looked at Elvin for help as she realized there was nothing she could do to save herself at that moment.
Elvin got the message but immediately looked away.
"Well, it is my fault for hoping you would be a decent person, in face of injustice." Rose told herself and resorted to accepting her fate.
"Police is our friend, anyways. They won't bite me!" Rose concluded.
"While we wait for the police to arrive, can I at least wash my face?" She asked the bodyguard.
"Why? You are going to be thrown in jail, so why do you need to appear cleaner than that?" Bradley replied her, begrudgingly.
"Still, a lady must never be caught unfresh! You might not understand that, though!" She told the bodyguard with an attitude.
"I am not running away, so be relaxed!" She added and picked up what was left of femininity, then walked away, into the bathroom of the room, she had slept in.
The bodyguard scoffed in disbelief, and Elvin chuckled for a reason best known to him.
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"Young lady, it is like you don't know the implication of what you are doing!" The policeman snapped at Rose.
She had been taken to the station and a policeman was interrogating her. She rolled her eyes, then huffed in annoyance.
"You are the one that is not getting what I am saying." Rose retorted.
"Do you even know where you are? Who are you raising your voice at?" The policeman asked her and ran a hand through his hair, in exasperation. He was so worked by her lack of cooperation.
He looked at his colleague who was seated besides him but was busy typing away on his computer, for help. His colleague shook his head, letting him know he couldn't be of help and the first man exhaled deeply.
"I will ask you again, and this is your last chance to give me the answers that I am looking for, or else, you are going to end up behind bars." The man told her, firmly. He had a deep frown on his face.
Rose just stared at him.
"Who is your guardian? What is his/her phone number?" The man asked her, and glared at her, as if daring her to not answer.
"I have told you. I won't say a word until the person you claimed I am stalking gets here. Bring him here!" Rose maintained, sharply.
"Are you seriously in your right senses, now? We are talking about Warren Wellesley here, young lady. Who do you think you are, to get to see him wherever and whenever you want, huh?" The man bellowed.
Rose was unflinching and that kind of subtly astonished the policeman. She didn't look like a girly girl. She was giving off the tough aura.
But she was getting on the man's nerves, badly.
"You are even lucky that the victim said he won't be pressing charges against you. He just wants to put restrictions and here you are, acting like you are more than what I am seeing!" The man gritted out and hissed.
"Now, answer my questions or I will throw you behind bars, right away!" He added.
"Fine! I actually don't have anywhere decent to go to, from here. It would be better and safer for me to be detained, here, instead of wandering the streets, in search of where to sleep. I have no choice but to put my all on Warren showing up!" Rose told herself, inwardly.
"You can go ahead and do so, because I am not going to be answering your questions unless you bring Warren Wellesley over here." She replied the man.
"Oh, I see you meant business and would seriously go to any length, just to see me!" A familiar voice stated, from the entrance of the station.
Rose heard the familiar voice behind her and almost had whiplash trying to look at the person.
"He is here!" She mumbled under her breath as she turned back and laid her eyes on him.
He looked breathtaking in his three-pieces suit. Rose never knew men could look that great in green color.
"So, I am here! What do you desperately want to say to my face, dear stalker?" Warren asked Rose.
Rose firstly swallowed hard before she could open her mouth to reply him.
"I promise you, I am not a stalker!" She told him, firmly.
"Then how do we describe your behavior?" He asked her.
"You could say, I am just trying to gain your attention?" She said that as a question as she wasn't too whether that also didn't mean she was actually stalking him.
The policeman shook his head and Warren chuckled.
"Why? What for?" Warren inquired from Rose.
"I need you to take me in. You need me as much as I need you, sir." She replied him and he bit his lower lip, in thought.
"She is ridiculously daring!" The policeman said to his colleague, who in turn scoffed in disbelief.
"Let us go to my house, then!" Warren replied her, shocking both Rose and the policemen.
Rose didn't expect he was going to agree to that easily and she peered at him.
She could see a mischievous smirk, adorning his handsome face.
"Wait, should I be worried?"