Chapter 21: Chapter 21

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Ashley's Pov

What would I say to Mr Stewart? He kept looking at me when I was out of words.

There is no match between us! Still, he stood up and asked the same question which was thriving in my mind for so long. So, I, Ashley Brooke didn't utter a word only nodded my head because as much as I wanted to decline the offer because of my poor self-state, I had no choice to save my life but to accept the offer.

But on the better side, my dilemma is solved.

I went straight to the elevator while ignoring all the glances I was receiving, maybe my dress is too short For a corporate environment?

However, there were other females too who were wearing shorter than I was, then why I was groping from the uncomfortably with their stares?

Reluctantly I tried to hide away from all the curious glances and step my foot inside the elevator until there was no one to glance at me anymore.

Shawn was on his desk when other co-workers were busy playing with numbers until their eyes landed on me.

Well, I know I did nothing wrong, still, all those men were smirking at me, glancing at me from head to toe, maybe in their eye I am a fresh piece of meat.

Why men are like this?

"Who are you? And what you are doing in Jensen's Industries?" Shawn raised one of his eyes brows while slightly licking his lips, as they have been dried up from too long.

What's wrong with him?

Can't he see that I am Ashely?

Or he has lost his mind to work for Mr Blake Jensen.

I stared at him for too long, so that he would know everything by himself, but as I said all these men have lost their mind, he couldn't comprehend who I was!

"I am Ashley!"

I hissed silently, I didn't want to be too much harsh, because that would count on my awful behaviour and this trick could work against me.

"What the hell Ms Brooke? Why are you dressed up?"  I narrowed my eyes at him

When his eyes were vibrant this time, maybe diluted even more a tiny second then after that they became shallow again?

What's is his mind?

And why does he think that I am looking like a model?

There were other women too who were better than me!

Maybe he is just trying to mess up with my mind, only to make more hard for me to do anything.

"I beg your pardon! But can you please move away I have to work! I cannot be late in my circumstances!" I tried to shove him off!

It's better if he moves away and I could fully focus on my work, dismissing all the glorious stares that mean nothing to me.

"Mr Jensen is already waiting for you to report him! So be quick," then he went to his desk to get engrossed in the desktop.

The last time I checked, he was the one who was squandering my time then how come he decided to remind me I am getting late!

Such a jerk he is!

I went to my desk and commenced my work, opened my laptop, and collected all the documents that were laying shamelessly on my desk when the landline started ringing.

"Hello, Ashely Brooke this side, how can I help you?" My tone was firm and well-framed without any quirkiness.

"Come to my cabin! Now!" Then he dismissed the call.

His voice was too cold and hard to make me shiver from head to toe.

He sounds mad! Maybe even more dangerous! What happened on his business trip?

Did he lose a deal? Why is he mad? And more importantly, what will he does now?

Does, he try to threaten me to quit my job as he thinks I was the one who created this mess!

Of course, he is the biggest bipolar jerk on the earth!

Though, it doesn't matter how much afraid or wicked I am! I have to go to his cabin and listen to him as he is my boss and I in any circumstances cannot lose this job!

I stood up and make my way to his cabin, and all the negative thoughts started occupying my mind. His cabin looks more dangerous than ever before.

There was no hint of any light, only the hollowness of darkness, and my heart piled up again with the quirky movements of beats in my heart.

I knocked on the door and heard no sound to welcome me only some cursing!

He must be on the call and that conversation doesn't sound well because he was desperate and exhausted while talking.

I waited for ten minutes and when I didn't receive any answer... I thought maybe I have to speed up and follow whatever I have in my mind.

So, I didn't wait for his command and opened the door only to find him staring outside the window at all the big tall buildings.

His body looked tensed, as he has not slept in many days, his hair was all over on his forehead and his eyes? Well, I can't see them.

Maybe he has sensed my presence that's why he tilted his head to my side.

Where was I?

to his eyes!

yes, his eyes were bloodshot! something is dangerously wrong with him!

this is a worse situation in my life. I cannot run away from here and I cannot stand here still.

he was not looking at me as he has a file in his hands, he was reading some papers, maybe I should sneak away from here? or maybe I should just clear my throat to get his attention!

but does it matter at any cost? what do I do or not?

"don't!" his command made me jump on my feet and make my heart even more shiver.

"What?" my voice was barely audible.

"you cannot sneak away from here, Ms Ashely Brooke," then he looked up at me to my eyes. His dark bloodshot eyes went wide for a second maybe I even saw a hint of warmness in them but that lasted for almost zero seconds.

Maybe I am hallucinating, and my mind has stopped working!

Then his eyes roamed to my body, what was he doing? His gaze was so intense that it could burn down even a castle in England.

What's wrong with him?

Or is there something wrong with me?

My heart started beating fast, and for the first time in my life, I felt nothing but a droplet of water!

Then he started striding his long legs in my direction, this was a very bad idea! I should have run away from here.

It was becoming intense, my mind stopped working, the air around us stopped breathing and my heart might going to explode soon.

I get collided my back with the hard stone wall and then there was no coming back.

He was so close to me, his hot breath all over on my skin, his deadly eyes were focused on my warm ones and then...

I was ready to slap him! If he does anything wrong with me, I will push him and kick him hard!

But my bubble of thoughts got piled up when I found him away from me at a respectable distance.

Looking outside the window again.

"Ms Brooke, my industry isn't conducting any fashion show, better you watch out for your clothes before coming here!"

What???

Has he lost his mind?

There were other girls too who wear fancy clothes on daily basis then why the hell is he scolding me?

"Mr Jensen, I can wear whatever I want! You cannot control my will!"

And with that, I walked away!

To hell with him!

And to hell with this industry!