Chapter 57: Chapter 57

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"You!" He raised his index finger and pointed toward me.

What does he want to say?

"You have planned this! Didn't you?"

How dare he?

Though I wanted to ruin his image still there was no need for him to put dirt on my name and accuse me of what I didn't do.

"Have you lost your mind, Mr Jensen?" I blurted out in anger.

"This isn't the way you should speak to me, Ms Brooke!" He narrowed his eyes at me.

He was still walking in temperament. His jaw was clenched and stress was all over his face.

"Someone is trying to put me down!" He was talking to himself.

But as a woman, I have to hear whatever he is saying.

Who is trying to put his image down?

Well, when I think about him I can clearly say that he is not a man of words or not a gentleman. He must have tortured with his ruthless to many people that's why he has enemies now.

"Why Are you flabbergasted? You must have hurt people in your past," I blurted out but regret it later.

Oh, I shouldn't have said that.

He didn't do anything just glared at me enough to shut my mouth forever. If looks could kill he would have murdered me till now.

He was still in his thoughts. He could have done an argument with me, but he didn't! He could have given me a curt reply but he didn't.

He was already lost in his thoughts that's mean something serious has happened to him and he is being true regarding his indications.

"Someone is trying to put me down!" He whispered again by walking in his chaos.

He took out his cell phone and called Shawn. He went near the window so that I couldn't listen to his conversation with Shawn.

Maybe I need to calm him down. If anybody has the right to put him down is me not any other bastard.

When he came back from his conversation with Shawn I grabbed him by his collars.

"Who was throwing mud on your face?" My voice went a little louder than I have ever thought. For a second his eyes got wide with rage.

And he put down my arms that were plunged to his collars.

Maybe I crossed my line. I should have done that. I shouldn't have grabbed his collars and shouted at him because at this particular moment he was looking like a raging flame. A flame that is going to burn everything down with its resentment.

And one finger of his over my lips made me realise I was nearby the wall.

"Where were you?"

His accusing finger was pointed at me again.

Before I could say something he covered my mouth with his palm.

"Oh, I see. you were busy flirting with many generous men!"

How dare he?

I tried to speak but was not able to his palm was very much clutched over my mouth.

Then I did what the same person never do in my situation. I did what any girl can never expect to do to such a ravishing man. I did what any woman on earth will never do to billionaire  Blake Jensen.

I bite him!

I bite that hand that was covering my mouth.

He yelped in pain. I could see my teeth marks on his cold hand.

And when I tried to move away to anywhere. So that I cannot be near him he again pulls me in the same direction which made me collide with his hard chest.

"Listen, Ms Brooke, I don't have time to handle your nonsensical gesture. I am going downstairs and you are coming with me. Enough for the night I did want any drama by now. You will be on my side and play your role very well as I have expectations from you!"

Intertwining our fingers he opened the door started walking by having me on his side.

I was desperate to run away from this foolish hotel!

First of all, A  woman came and spiked his drink then there is evidence that is telling me about his behaviour with that woman. The next thing, he was on this empty floor and that painting? It's not there now!

That painting is missing. If I asked Mr Jensen he will just scold me for interrupting his mission.  Third, even after all these things he doesn't want to leave this place. He still has to show the media and paparazzi that he is here in his sober state.

And the last thing, he wants to presume from where I started.

Such a stone bead man!

On that floor. Everything was as still as it was before.

"Mr Kidman, meet my fiancee- Ashely Brooke," he introduced me.

His hold on me was so tight that even if I try for a thousand times I won't be able to run away from here.

The old man grinned while looking at me. He was almost the age of my grandfather if he had been alive.

"You are a lucky man Jensen. She is beautiful," his eyes were mischievous and old. I could see the warmness in them the way he has lived his whole as being the businessman he is.

"Yes. Mr Kidman, I know," I felt his hold getting tightened once again.

"Let me go," I whispered slowly into his ears so that Mr Kidman won't be able to listen to us.

"So that you can do whatever you want? No! Pretend to be my lover. This is your duty!" His voice was firm and cold.

Cold enough to make me the stone in the name of a woman.

"Now, I don't want Mr Kidman of my man to get suspicious of our affair. If you are here with me and I am announcing you as my fiancee you have to behave in a certain way. If you want to flirt then flirt with me. You are not allowed to do anything with any other man. At least not when you are with me!" The last line he whispered while gritting his teeth and flashing anger in his eyes.

We are back to square one again.

"Oh Darling," I uttered while looking at him and smiling like a teenager who has recently fallen in love.

Then he took my hand and placed a soft moist kiss on top of it.

"You made me remember my younger days when I was in love Jensen!" That old man chuckled while glancing at Blake.

He must be getting lost in time to remember his young days when all people fall in love like a fresh droplet that radiates the whole storm, love has the power to damage everything all along.

It was time to eat something. When he had enough of his meetings with the old man and introducing me as his fiancee, he got approved by every one of his general establishments of nature.

Everyone was talking about him being generous, how he fell in move with an underprivileged girl and how he is a lover.

A dedicated man, oh, I forgot to mention what I recently heard from the whispers that the gentleman's word was created just for him as he doesn't cheat anyone. When he loves, he loves only one woman at a time.

What a ridiculous matter of speaking everyone has!

Yes, he is a brilliant man who is on a mission to clean his image so that he can rule the world.

We were seated around the round table on two chairs, opposite each other.

The lights were damp now giving everyone the vibes of a romantic dinner.

When I glanced at Mr Jensen once again, I don't find him romantic. How can I find him romantic?

He is far away from the word and the feeling of the well-established emotion.

"Eat!"

He commanded.

Yes. He is not romantic, not at all!