Chapter Six

***ROSELYN ***


She opened her eyes. Isha didn't come to wake her up today. She daily asked her to make coffee and bring breakfast to her room. Then Isha decided what kind of dress she was going to make her wear for the day. Isha never missed the routine. She roamed her eyes around. He was in her room. Her widened eyes caught his sight. She gasped and sucked in her breath. She was perplexed to see him so early.
' Was he there the whole night? ' she thought.
" Good morning." His emerald eyes were staring at her. His lips were parted in a small smile. He was sitting on the only chair in the room like a king on his throne.
His sight returned the whole scary memories from the past day, " G g g d morning. " She closed her eyes to stop herself from stuttering and inhaled deeply.
He stood up from the chair and took long strides toward her. Her heartbeat was getting faster with every step of his. He stopped near the bed. He put his fingers under her chin making her stomach churn. She couldn't speak as his touch muted her. She was stupidly staring at him in awe and shock.
He smiled a bit, " I'll come back from the office at ten o'clock at night. We're having dinner together." he smiled.
' Oh no! Why did he come here again? Will he ever forget that stupid night? '
He wasn't getting angry and shouting like yesterday. He was somehow looking glad.
" Good morning, Rose." Ana chirped, coming and Isha was holding a tray in her hand. She had seen her merely with a glass of water carrying for herself. Isha liked to give orders. Isha would never do anything for anyone stepping out of her comfort zone. She was watching her in puzzlement and shockingly.
She put the tray on the mattress, " Morning, Rose. " Isha smiled happily.
She was definitely dreaming. He cleared his throat. Isha and Ana were astoundingly staring at him with open mouths. He was looking amazing in his business black suit.
"I have got a meeting. See you at the dinner," he said and leaned in. It made her stressed. He softly touched her cheek with his thumb and placed a small kiss on her forehead.
She froze on the mattress. He smiled bigger and walked out of the door. He was behaving totally different than yesterday. She should be grateful for his warning, especially to Isha. Otherwise, the sight would be different and awkward. But she genuinely didn't know, why was he doing this? Why didn't he forget the night? All she was aware of, he was a powerful, stubborn, dashing and dangerous man with a muscular body and killing personality.
Neither more nor less, it was exactly ten o'clock when she heard the car's horn blowing. She was in a blue gown with a v-shaped neck and full sleeves. It was showing her thin waist. She wanted to wear sneakers but Isha insisted on putting on the heels.
" He's six feet two inches tall and you are five feet and two inches. You need them. " Isha frowned.
" You shouldn't do all this. Our parents would find out and..... " She was cut off by Ana.
" They already know. " Ana smiled.
" They were thankful. It wasn't one of their daughters. " Isha frowned again.
Ping of hurt rushed in her heart. Tears obscured her sight.
" She didn't mean so. " Ana cupped her cheeks and glared at Isha with piercing eyes.
" I know. " She smiled while pretending to ignore the piercing.
" Ma'am, sir is waiting for you. " His man said, knocking on the opened door.
" She's coming, man. " Isha frowned as the scowl was permanently plastered on her forehead.
Without a word to them. She followed the man. Fernandes and Pinto's families were sitting together in the living room. She could see relief washed over their faces. They would be glad. They had adopted her. When she was prey for him instead of one of their daughters, according to them. She hadn't any complaints about it. She was an orphan. They adopted her, provided her best education and food. Maybe it was nothing in comparison to it.
Mrs Mary Fernandez stood from the brown couch, pacing at her. She stopped in front of her.
" Thank you. I'm sorry, dear." Mrs Fernandez could only say it from her choked throat. The water was shining in her grey eyes. She darted her eyes back at them. There was a pity look for her in Mr Fernandes' eyes. Mr & Mrs Pinto were glad. It wasn't her daughter. They had adopted her as a new toy for her daughter. It fruited them today.
" He's good with me. I'll be fine." She smiled falsely. So she could reduce Mrs Fernandez's guilt a bit.
" God bless you, kid." She kissed her cheek.
Reluctantly, she paced out of the house lost in her empty thoughts.
His man opened the door. She got his view. He looked the same as in the morning. His eyes laid on her. He smiled. She lowered her gaze and climbed into the car.
" How was your day? " he asked.
" N nice. " She replied reluctantly.
" Nice? " He raised an eyebrow in amusement.
' Like you care, huh! ' She thought, ' He is sounding extremely weird. Is he trying to be extra nice to me? '
" What um what do you want? " She blurted.
" You! " He paused, compelled her to look at him, " I'll marry you," he said.
' In your dreams, '
She hugged her ribcage, turning her eyes away from him. Fright was clawing at her. She squinted at him. His gaze was on her and a beautiful smile was tugged on his face. She didn't want to marry him.
“ I I d o.... "
He cut her off without completing her sentence, putting his finger on her lips.
" You'll marry me. You want it or not, Doesn't matter to me. You're mine. If you dare to go against my will. I'll chop every single bone of your fucking temporary family. " he growled.
It sent shivers down her spine. She felt goosebumps on her arms. She was cursing herself for going to the crazy club. Tears showered from her eyes. She bent her head, making her hair fall in front, so it could create a wall between them. She didn't want him to see her, broken.
" Stop crying," he said. His anger could easily be heard in his voice.
" I don't w wanna marry you. " She sobbed.
" You have heard me. Right? " He asked, menacingly.
She instantly swept away tears from her cheeks. She closed her eyes and counted.... ten, nine, eight, seven, six...... When she felt her tears in control. She opened her eyes. She hit her head on the back of the seat. She jolted with his sudden touch. He had tugged her hair from the side and ogled at her.
" W what a are you d doing? " She panicked.
He wrapped his arm around her and pulled her in his lap.
' Not again, please God help me.
" Please L let me g go. T that night t, I it was by mistakeee," she said with an exhausted sigh.
" That was for you. Not for me," he said, smiling.
" Please....y you can't do it against my will. " She requested.
" Please for what? Not chopping your family or you wanna get away from me. " He said with a blazing glare.
Hair raised from her neck with horror. She couldn't allow him to harm them. They were her family and always were good with her.
" Don't hurt them. " She said slowly. Her tears were also frightening her to hop out.
" Don't piss me off. Never disobey and disrespect me. That's all, Rose. " he said, brushing the pad of his thumb on her wet cheeks, " I will never hurt you, believe me. " he smiled to assure her.
She gulped and reluctantly nodded. Meanwhile, the car stopped. His driver opened the door. His driver opened the door. He stepped out and held his hand for her. Fearfully and unwantedly, she let him tug out of his car. It was an Italian restaurant. He rested his strong hand on her lower back and led her inside. There were a lot of people. She exhaled the breath through her mouth as she relaxed to see swarms of people around her.
' He will not harm me in public places.' She thought.
It wasn't like he had hurt her. His anger frightened her most. She didn't know, but her guts were saying, He's deadly dangerous.
After dinner, he drove her to an ice cream shop. He bought only one chocolate cone for her. He was attractive. All the girls were staring at him. She was feeling a pang of jealousy arousing inside me. She shook her head and licked on her ice cream to ignore the strange feeling. She was sitting on the hood of his car. Suddenly, he took a bite from her ice cream. It widened her eyes. She looked back at the girls. They were watching in wonder. Obviously, a boy like him was the dream of all girls.
His one hand was on the hood so close to her where she was sitting. His second hand was hoisted to his ear. He was talking on the phone. When he wanted to shout. He spoke in perhaps Spanish and Italian language. So she couldn't understand him.
When she was done with her ice cream, " You want more?" he smiled.
" No. " She whispered. He nodded and continued his call.
She was afraid. He'd take her back to his home. God knew what he would do with her. Fearfulness was clawing her, making her brain numb.
He disconnected his phone and put it back in his pocket. His driver came and handed him a small black bag. That man bowed his head and went back. He grabbed a velvet blue box from it. It was a jewellery box. He turned its mouth at her and opened it.
Her mouth gaped in shock. She forgot to breathe. Her eyes got wide. It was pink solitaire perhaps sapphire surrounded by diamond. He plucked it from the box. He held her hand and slipped it in her ring finger. She was shockingly staring at him with big eyes. She was blinking but her brain was still numb. Several blinking couldn't revive her brain. There was an adorable smile on his face. It took her several seconds to understand all this. Was he proposing to her?
She heard applause from the people around them. It pulled her back in the present. She looked at him and blinked. Then she looked at the ring.
" I love you. " He whispered, kissing her cheek.
Her lips parted in shock, ' Did I hear him right?' It made her heartbeat race on a track. There were goosebumps on her whole body. She was on the brink to swoon. Her head was spinning with his words. She reluctantly managed to look at him. His lips were parted in a cheerful smile. The shock had overpowered her. All the people and surroundings went into the background.
" I I don't kn-ow, w what to say. " She whispered.

' Tell him. You don't want to marry him. You can't. He'll make your life hell. ' her mind was shouting.
" You do not need to. " He smiled.
Was she trapped for the whole of life with him? He had made it clear to her. She wanted it or not. It'd be. She didn't even know his name, occupation. He was dangerous all she knew.
" I um wanna go home. " She tried not to stutter.
" I was planning to take you OUR home," he said, making her flinch.
She snapped her head at him, " No, I was drunk. D d don't..... " She said the last words with tears.
His expressions got cold. He clenched his fists. She immediately wiped her tears. She felt his hot breath on her forehead. She knew he was close to her but she didn't dare to raise her lashes.
" But I wasn't drunk," he said coldly.
She squinted at him. His green eyes were dug on her.
" Y you'll not force me." She stared at him.
" We've already done this. What's the matter then, Babe. " He said expressionlessly.
It sounded really weird to hear babe from a hazardous man like him. It was also showing. He was calm now. She wanted to tell him she didn't love him. She might be attracted to his hard ton six abs body, his beautiful emerald eyes. Nobody would like to spend life fearing all time. He also appeared vaguely menacing and immensely sexy.
" I um, I wanna go home." She said,
He picked her up in his arms. He wasn't losing any opportunity to touch her. She skipped her heartbeat. His driver opened the door. He put her on the passenger seat and boarded on the driver seat. He started the engine. She didn't say anything during the whole ride. She badly wanted it to be in a nightmare instead of this reality. The car stopped in front of her house. Her eyes were on the ring he put on her finger.
" I want you to meet my family within two days. You'd like to shop. I'll arrange it. There's no way to escape from me. So get used to me." He said and glared at her.
She wanted to snap No. She nodded to escape from his stare further longer.
He pulled over the car in front of her home. He placed his hand on her left cheek and kissed her second cheek. She quickly closed her eyes. She wasn't sure what would come next. It churned her stomach. She liked it when he behaved like a loving boyfriend.
" Sleep tight," he whispered in her ear. His sweet voice made goosebumps behind her neck.
' I'm getting mad. I liked it and I hated it at the same time. ' she thought
" Good n-ight. " She said. She nibbled on her lower lip to stop her smile which was struggling to appear on her lips. She whirled to open the door. His driver appeared and opened it for her. He got out of the car and leaned on his car side. She ran her eyes around. Three black Range Rovers were behind his car. He stared at her. She instantly rushed inside the house.
She scooted toward her room and locked it. His presence was making her confused about her feelings.
She wasn't sure, she hated him or liked him, she should fear or boldly face him.