Chapter 53: Chapter 53

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He, himself was looking like a mischievous person though his attentive personality was alluring, still, I could see his knuckles were turning white.

What's the matter with him?

And where are we going?

Does he know with whom I was throughout the day?

I hope he never finds out!

I didn't do any makeup. Didn't even apply lipstick. Even in the city of London, I was not in the mood to get dolled up again when he is around me.

And I hope he realises soo that I am not the right woman to play this act, I hope he finds me as plain as empty paper.

He cleared his throat and extended his arm so that I could grab it, get plunged into it.

He didn't utter a word, didn't even glance at me again. Maybe it is going to work.

As we came inside the elevator. There was no one between us. We were alone waiting to reach the ground area as soon as possible.

"What were you doing Ms Brooke in my absence?" He asked out of nowhere making me come out of my inner world.

And what do I say to him? What was I doing? I was walking all alone wearing your clothes on the streets of London and if that was not enough I got encountered with Mr John steward; the same man whom you have hurt, the same man who belongs to your family somehow.

I should have asked Mr John at the right time how does he belong to Mr, steward?

Nevertheless, I will ask him again whenever we met. He is such a gentleman and a caring person. How could Mr Jensen hurt him?

"I was exploring!" I uttered in a firm tone without glancing at him. I am still childish and doesn't lie while looking into the eyes.

"Exploring what?" Our arms touched a little bit. My bare arm touched his covered arm and with a sudden turning of atmosphere made me silent once again.

"London. Of course," why does he wants to know everything? Where was he when he left me alone and went by himself?

How dare he leave me alone in a hotel room in a foreign country? And when I utilized my freedom! Does he want to know everything?

Such bullshit!

"Then what did you explore?" I heard him gritting his teeth. What's his way of reacting?

He is asking me questions as he was

interrogating me for all the wrong reasons I went alone by myself.

"Everything was getting well but then I had an encounter with a jerk! He was a pain in the ass, he almost ruined my day. You know?" I was looking at me from my keen eyes so that he cannot find me directly staring at him.

A muscle in his jaw twitched again, of course, he was mad to hear so great words about him from my mouth.

What was he thinking? That I will gladly tell him what I did, why I did, to whom I did?

When he didn't inform me about his whereabouts.

"Oh, I would like to hear the name. Ashley,"

I snapped back at him. there was no need for him to utter my first name as it solely belongs to him!

Thank God with a machine voice we reached to the ground floor otherwise I would have damned!

We were walking, everyone was glancing at us as we were the centre of attraction or maybe he was the centre of attraction.

I was just compiling with him.

"Where are we going?"

At least I should know where I was going otherwise it would become q blizzard of my life.

What if he wants to disrespect and accuse me publicly?

And about what he will accuse me?

With anything! All he wants is to demolish my figure ahead of the public so that he can clean his image and get reunited with her long time girlfriend Sophia!

After all, you are just a helpless poor girl from the streets. And why you are hurt? Why you are affected by his presence?

"We are going to have dinner in public. You have to act yourself as you are madly in love  with me otherwise you know the consequences!"

Oh shut up!

It's always about pretending. Here we will go pretend that we are lovers, deeply madly in love who are newly engaged and pretend to be as stupid as we get.

Oh, I forgot to mention that he asked me to pretend as I am deeply in love with him. And what about him?

Why don't he pretend?

When it thought about who happened in the room between us. And every time he kissed me. I ceased that ridiculous thought of mine immediately. I think it would be better if he do not act.

I don't want to make a scene again in public!

There was a black limo waiting for us outside in all its glory on the road.

Great! Just great! He isn't going to drive instead he is going to be backside with me.

Before I will die from hunger I think I will die with awkwardness and silence.

I was glancing outside the window while he was engulfed with his cell phone.

He must be occupied with talking to Sophia.

Should I also him?

Should I ask is it Sophia?

But what if he makes a mockery of me for being a little bit jealous?

"You should behave yourself!"  I heard his strict voice in a sleek tone.

Now, what do I do to hear this remark from him?

"What do you mean Blake?"

I was still glancing outside, to the roads, the greenery, the moon that was hovering in the sky with its best

Beauty and warmness.

"Mr Jensen!" Be cleared his throat.

Why was he repeating his name? Has he lost his mind?

"What?" I muttered in temptation.

"You are not allowed to call me by my first name in private!" I can see he was uneasy when he was speaking.

What's wrong with that?

When he saw my puzzled expressions, my attire and my willingness to put a gun in his head. "You can only call my first name in public. As it shows affection." He cleared his throat again.

Why was he clearing his throat so much! Does he want me to punch him there?

Out arms slightly brushed again. And I felt the shudder in my posture.

What's wrong with him?

Has he eaten something out of his reach?

"Mr Jensen, are you alright?" Though he doesn't look well. Still, I have to mow sure if he is well or not because I don't trust him!

"Yes. I am perfectly fine!"

Neither I nor he was ready to accept what happened between us in that room. And I know it should never happen again.

What occurred between us was against this whole ordinance our act.

Things will ruin if I let him come close to me again.

So I remained silent and looked outside again to see the tall buildings of London. Wish I could get a chance to explore before we leave from here.

Life sometimes takes a turn too much. There was a time when I wanted to ride expensive cars, wear branded clothes, and wanted to live in an exquisite lavish place.

But look at me now!

I have had everything for a couple of months, still, I am stuck and have not been fulfilled by the circle of life.

The car halted making me realise we have finally reached our destination.