Chapter 10

"It would be my pleasure," smirked Max as he picked up his phone and seemed to call Rafael.
"Make sure that he has the pain visible in his eyes and make sure he begs for his life. Have it all record up and sed it to me. Then kill him," I ordered as he nodded and I walked out of the room where both of the father and son continued yelling at top of their lungs too let them go.
"You asked for it!" I found myself muttering venomously.
"Is this all okay?" I heard Cristina asking me about the pile of files that she arranged previously.
"Hm? Yeah. You may go now. It's too late already. I'm sorry I had you working this late Ms. Dimir" I said as I checked the estimation file rolling the pen in between my fingers and adjusting my reading glass up using my index finger.
"It's perfectly fine for me..." I heard her saying and just hummed in reply "...sir" she finished and somehow her tone seemed to change at the end which made me to look up at her.
"It's already nine in the evening. Get going...it seems as if it would rain outside today. Wait! Let me have my driver drop you home..."
"No! I have my car, sir and I live nearby. Thank you for worrying about me. I shall be leaving now," she smiled and I chose to stay quiet at the part where she thought I was worried about her. I wasn't worried about anyone but just wanted to fulfil my responsibilities as her employer. I kept her working late for helping me and it was my responsibility to make sure she gets home well.
"Good Night, Sir!" she smiled and bowed a little. I looked back at my file and just nodded in response.
I heard the door closing and it was when I looked up from my file and towards the window. Surely, it was a cloudy night and I could even see the lightning far away, striking somewhere clearly indicating it would pour soon. I was anything but interested to go back to the place which was supposed to be called as my house. It is nothing but some blocks of bricks and concrete for me. Juliette was my real home.
All of a sudden I found myself wondering how it would have been if she were here today. She would have definitely called me back home because that woman was scared of thundering and even though she never told me about all that I had a perfect idea of the things that frightened her. At the beginning when we were strangers and fought to each other...the time when she loathed me was the time when she slept at the edge of the bed maintaining as much as the distance between us. But in the night when it used to thunder outside she used to jolt up from her sleep frightened, as she would clutch the duvet close to her chest and look up here and there.
Even though I were awake and witnessed her waking up to the sounds, I pretended to sleep when she would wave a hand before my eyes wanting to check if I were awake. And then when it would thunder for the second time...I found her close to me. She would snuggle to my side making sure the duvet played the biggest role of playing as a partition between us. She had zero trusts upon me yet she would stick with me whenever she frightened.
I would hear her trouble breathing and to ease her tension I would have her covered and keep a hand on her body still pretending to sleep. She would gasp and check multiple times if I were awake and when she made sure I was sleeping she would snuggle comfortably and sleep with my arms over her. It was the only time when she wouldn't push me away. Somehow I made her feel comfortable and it was what I was glad of.
Not only thundering but the woman was even scared of little things like snakes, rats... I still can't stop myself from laughing whenever the scene of her yelling at top of her lungs frightened just by a mere dirty rat comes into my mind. She ran all across the room screaming and frightened by the poor thing. If it wasn't because of Hilda shooing the rat away I was sure that she would have fainted that day out of a panic attack. It was like a rat was enough to kill her than a gun's bullet.
Amidst all this, she never told me the things that scared her. Because it wasn't necessary, as I knew it all. If it weren't for me noticing her every move I would have never known about it all. But then I started to take care of it all. I did my best to keep her happy even though it was the time when she didn't love me or neither was I aware of my own feelings for her. Still, I would found myself taking care of her.
Still, I failed.