Chapter 54: Chapter 54

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This is the time of night when the world sleeps and the moon shines bright in the sky but we are here pretending to be lovers, oh wait! I am the one who has to pretend deeply and madly in love he is just going to follow my tactics right?

Well, these were the words of a man who thinks himself a gentleman but he is hardly a man when it comes to pride and worship of words.

The paparazzi were there as always and why not? When his extensively demanded personality showcased himself in the public.

"Mr Jensen! Mr Jensen!" I heard chanting of his name as he was a God or an actor. I have never seen such charisma for anyone as the way I am seeing Mr Jensen's popularity.

"Blake Jensen, I love you!"

Suddenly, a feminine voice came from the public.

Oh yes. You love him and blake Jensen is. Playboy! He must be loving you with the right amount. Now from the bottom of my heart, I want to announce that you should take Mr Jensen as your lover so that he can leave me alone.

"Ashley?"

I came out of my thoughts when I heard him saying my name, not just saying the simple syllables coming out of his mouth instead he was calling my name, feeling the rhythm of it on his tongue.

"What Mr Jensen?" I rolled my eyes. Now? Anything left for him to have all the attention.

Never seen such a man who is desperate for vigilance!

"Blake!" He clearer his throat.

No, seriously why he always has to clear his throat? If he has health issues with his throat then he should rest and take some medicine rather than telling me what's his name!

"What?" I was irritated at a moment that I could never think of.  And with all the cameras clicking pictures just made me lose my temper making me snap at him.

"You should call me Blake. My dear Ashely," a genuine smile was on his face to show everyone how much he cares for a poor girl like me. If he wasn't there for a poor girl like me. I could have died a long ago from starvation.

Oh yes, I assured him I will call him by his first name. At least ahead of the public.

"Yes. Blake darling what were you saying?" I patted my eyelashes on him.

Oh, come on. he should give me an award for my performance to call him a darling when he is a complete jerk!

"You look gorgeous tonight." He acted, but some part of my heart wanted to believe that his emotions were true. This is true and everything between us is not false. Thank God for the other part of my sane mind was against the wordings.

I was clear it was just an act. Play and get your job done.

I playfully smacked his shoulder and fake laughed at him.

Oops! Maybe in excitement, I smacked him too hard that's why he was rubbing there.

"I wanted you to act! Not to overact!" He whispered in my ears silently. Making me stunned by the cold weather.

"Whatever," I rolled my eyes. He intertwined our fingers with his compassion then we started walking to the entry gate.

Where are we??

Oh, it's a casino, a disco. In short, it is everything.

Why the hell did he drag me here with himself? He could have come here alone and enjoyed with women and are performing wearing clothes that I could have never worn.

Well, truth to be told I don't judge people but here in this alien country, I can do anything I want!

"Tell me again why we are here?" I roamed my eyes again to see the great architecture.

This is a place where the famous businessmen are going to meet? I gulped at the thought of it.

I have no idea why but my heart was beating fast telling me something very articulating and dangerous is about to come.

"We are here because I am here, and I am here that's why you are here. Now shut up and behave yourself, Ashley,"

Why should I behave?

I am not going to behave/ not at least today!

And he cannot do anything about it here. He cannot create a mess regarding this. He can only regret it! Regret why he got associated with me in the first place.

"I am not going to shut up!" I uttered while gritting my teeth. I have crossed my arms over my chest in anticipation to let him know I am dead serious.

"Oh, if you didn't then I will make you shut up! He threatened with his clenched jaw.

The gel on his hair was telling me he didn't comb his hair very well. His eyes were saying to me I am a storm and you are a tide you are supposed to work with me.

His trembling fingers when they were just an inch away from touch was feeling me he was cold as ice.

And his beating heart was telling me He is stupid.

"No one on this earth makes me shut up, " I warned him with my deadly stare.

Enough is enough! He cannot make me not speak what I wish for. Yes. I have to act or pretend in a certain manner but he has no right to speak what I think.

"You shouldn't have challenged me! Now, wait and watch!" He threatens while taking a step.

What will he do? He cannot kill me here right in from of the public? Nether he can insult me on purpose if he tried to do so, he will himself not me!

Out of nowhere pulled me to his side and I got collide with his chest. His one arm slid around my waist and the next one was on my face.

"You shouldn't have challenged me! Now, I have to do what is right!"

Then again like a moth drawn to a flame, like a butternut butterfly trying to fly but couldn't be captured within the age of his power.

Within a second he was kissing me. Everyone was shouting his and my name, I could hear the voices of the shape clicks of the camera.

No, I cannot give him a signal to proceed further. I should create a  Space between us right now!

I slightly pushed him while still smiling, well it was fake so that no one can get suspicious, and he won't create a mess here again.

His eyes were dark, dark enough to let me get lost in them and a slight thing of hurt was there for a second before it went gone.

He still was clutching my waist with his powerful strong arms.

"Ladies and gentlemen, meet my fiancee, Ms Ashley Brooke," he announced when I felt his hold on my waist getting tightened.

Wow! That was not expected!

Everyone started applauding and whistling and why not? When he was their hero!

He eyed me as telling me something. Oh yes! I have to play an act of loving fiancee who is so fortunate to have him by my side.

"Oh Blake darling," I tried to utter his name in a sensuous voice, but it sounded like a donkey shit.

Oops!

"Yes. Dear?" He raised one of his eyebrows. I saw mischievousness in his eyes and a smirk on his face.

He was enjoying it! But I am not here to enjoy him! I am here to disturb him! To irritate him!

I purposely pulled him and stomped on his leg with my foot.

He cried in pain, but couldn't shout in pain and if that was not enough to make it a classic performance.

He smiled and uttered, " carefully darling, I don't want you to get hurt!" I felt his old on him getting tight while his knuckles were turning white.

"Neither I want you to get hurt!" I stomped on his foot again with my heels.

Oh boy! You should have looked at his face. He was trying hard to control his anger, his shouting. But I know he will not do such a thing.

"Oops! I am sorry Blake," I patted my eyelashes to him and let out a small chuckle to ease the tension.

He didn't say anything. Makes me realise when the starting is so fun, how great it would be to irritate him up to hell?

As I felt his hold get loose. I left him behind and make my way to find the bar section to enjoy the restful night.