Desiree's POV
I was intrigued today as I read about my father's high hospital expenses while eating my dessert and drinking my cup of coffee. Carl approaches me, and I sense that he is waving at me from a distance, so I do the same.
So here we go again, he smiled at me and walked towards me.
"How are you doing?" He asks whether I'm okay and if he were in my shoes, he would cry.
"Actually, I'm quite decent," I muttered something like that and smiled at him before slipping the receipt inside my bag. As he sat down in front of me, he scratched his nose and signaled the waiter to take some order, saying, "Same order, please." The server nodded and walked away.
"I don't think I'll see you again after graduation; I assumed you'd travel abroad or something."
I chuckled, I am not the same as before, he dont understand that I am so poor now.
"Well, I am here." I said, giving him a firm tone of voice of mine.
"It's great to see you Desiree, you always look great. I mean look at those sexy eyes! Just wow!" He playfully said.
I raised my eyebrows because he is making me uncomfortable again, always giving me those flowery words and such compliments that I don't want to hear.
"Uhm, I have to go now carl. Have a great day…" I said and I went to the counter to pay but Carl just happily followed me. "Don't worry, I will pay it for you…"
I am not sure why he does that for me, "But I-" he cuts me and touches my hand.
"I just want to be a good friend…" he said and massaged the back of my palm. I pulled away and said, "Okay fine. Thanks…" I said and I went outside, I can't take all of his creepy touch, smile and everything, gosh he is so creepy.
My phone rings as I try to fix my skirt that compliments my round butt.
I sighed when I looked at the caller and it's Mister Alexander.
Before I picked up the call, I exhaled.
"Hello-"
"Where are you now? You're supposed to be here." he said and he seemed so pissed with me.
"I am on my way…"
"There's no need. My driver is going there to take you, are you still in the restaurant?" He asked me, and wait, how did he know where I was? This man is a detective?
"How-"
"I don't want to answer your question, wait for my driver!" He snarled and hung up the phone.
I inhaled deeply and bit my lower lip once again. I thought he was calm and pleasant, so why does he now appear to be so dangerous, and what should I do? I've already agreed to his offer, and I can't back out now.
I sat on the bench and the black tinted car park on the street. The driver approached me and I sighed, "Miss McCall?"
"Yes, it's me."
I get in the car and still nervous because we are going to the mansion of the man I am starting to hate.
"You look familiar..." said the driver.
He proceeded to speak to me in an empathetic way.
Of course, I recognize him; he was the one who escorted me from the moment I set foot in that mansion.
"Uh, yeah." I said while trying not to continue to talk to him but he was always talking to me about some random things about the mansion and it drew my attention to the life of his boss.
"Why was he alone living in that mansion?"
"Uh, it's because he prefers to be alone. I've been his driver for only two years now, I never see him with any woman but only with you, are you his girlfriend?"
I feel a little awkward when he asks me that question, girlfriend? I don't think he will treat and wants a woman to have a serious relationship with him. I chuckled and said, "No, I work for him."
"Oh really you work for him, that's great. He is a great boss, a generous man but be careful, he is not good when he is mad."
"What do you mean?"
Because we were already within the mansion, the car came to a halt, and he simply grinned at me before opening the door for me. I exited the vehicle and gazed at the mansion in front of me. I came inside and caught sight of what I was about to witness, the memories of that night with him rushing through my head. I inhaled and closed my eyes tightly, I don't want to think about it anymore. I heard a flash of water and I went to the back door and I saw him swimming into his big and large swimming pool. I gasped as soon as my eyes landed on his breathtaking body.
With a wet and dripping body, he walked towards me.
"Are you afraid of me?" he asked, a thoughtful expression on his face as I stepped away and looked at him.
He wiped his body with a white towel and frowned at me. Damn, he looks hot, but it's just a compliment, and I'll never have feelings for him since he's a guy who would just use me for his own wants, and I can't risk falling in love with him and tearing my heart in two.
"I am here already…what do you want me to do?" I ask. "Sir…" I added it to sound more formal.
He looked at my attire and remarked, "I have a dress ready for you..." as he drew me closer to him. "Put it on. It's in my room, and you already know where my room is, right?"
"Okay…" I say nodding my head like a submissive woman, He touched my lips with his finger, and I bit my bottom lip because I couldn't help myself; it was so nice of him to touch me in that way.
"Good… go change,"