Chapter 6: Chapter 6
Ashley's pov
My horrifying nightmares were ahead of me, as I realised this dress was a rented one. My heart came into my mouth and it started beating fast! Fast because I couldn't decide what to do now?
This night was getting worse seconds by seconds! I wanted to enjoy the night and maybe wanted to forget about my existence for the whole time.
But I was clueless, about what is about to come.
"I am sorry,"
His blue eyes were bored into mine.
Oh yes, how it is easy for him to say he was sorry for me...
But what could I do now?
However, I know if I did work for years still wasn't able to afford this dress and now because of this bastard, I have to pay for it!
"You ruined my dress," my voice came more as stoned, and fragile.
My head was spinning too... I think I need to run from here before I get collapsed on the floor.
I stood up, and move my way to the washroom, where I could clean my mind and get in a sane state, my dress was clutching in my hands.
I searched everywhere but couldn't find one, I need to get this stain out of my dress otherwise I will be ruined forever.
After searching everywhere I reached to small cubicle area and to my utter amazement it was empty.
I went there and was just about to enter until I felt a tap on my shoulder once again,
"Here let me help you," his voice was hard as stone, and his fingers were cold as a storm.
My heart was beating enthusiastically in my chest,
"I will do it by myself, thank you very much," I tried to step away from his presence. But couldn't he was very hard to pin down.
And then... Due to our collision of forces, we collided with each other, I fell and he fell on top of me.
His big size body was hovering over my small one, and his breath was heavy. As one wrong move of mine will collapse this hotel.
His strong Cologne was hitting my nostrils, telling me I was extremely close to him, and I have to move away.
Before- I and he could do anything we heard flashes of the camera and saw lightening on our faces.
There were at least twenty paparazzi's who were engrossed in clicking our pictures with smirks on their faces.
Oh my God!
Now, I am forever ruined!
"Oh no, not again man!"
I heard him saying, and then after trying for the umpteenth time when his friend Shawn arrived out of nowhere with my clinging friend Amelia. he gave him his hand to help out then he got up on his legs.
My whole life just slumped in one second, on the newspaper, on televisions, in every digital media my picture with him will be there.
I was terrified and broken at the same time...
I know what I am going to face now, soon I will be jobless just because of this bastard!
He ruined my dress and I don't have the money to pay for it! And now he took out my dignity on every frame of digital media.
I wanted to cry right there, at this moment, thinking about all the possible scenarios which I am going to face because of this bastard!
Of course, it is very common for him to get into a scandalous frame with a girl. However, it is not normal for me!
Amelia rushed into consoling me, she started rubbing my back, and her voice chimed in to soothe me.
"Don't worry we will do something," she kept saying all this but I know nothing will be alright, nothing is going to be alright.
The damage has been done! And I am ruined forever.
Suddenly, I heard some voices that were reaching my ears, they were horrified full of shame, and then...
It went all black...
I opened my eyes, I was not inside the hotel, I was in the car seat and if that's not weird that car was travelling too.
I rubbed my eyes to see if I was hallucinating or living a real life, I realised I was in real life when I heard a honk, thrifting my ears.
I tried to search for Amelia, to her face, to her voice, however, she was not there.
I was alone in a car with no idea wherever I am going.
"So you woke up?"
I heard a familiar voice, and then reality hits me when I saw his face in dark with no light, his face was radiating the colour of storms, and I was afraid it will burn me with its heat.
"What are you doing? And what do you want from me?" I tried to say in my slippery tone.
My head was hurting too much, there were stains on my cheeks of dried tears and my eyes were already gleamy from the horror I was witnessing in my life.
When he didn't reply to me, he kept driving with his head held high as he wants to conquer the whole world with his determination.
Maybe I need to tell him who am I!
He might be thinking I am a model or some rich girl, who is clueless about her future, though I am still clueless about myself. However, I am not a model or a rich brat.
"Listen, I am not a Model," I tried to say but it came out almost as a whisper.
My breath was heavy. And hard to believe
"I know who you are!" His words were hard as storm, hard like a stone with no emotions in it.
What's the mystery behind him?
Then I realized, he stopped driving the car, and we are near the beach area in the twilight.
The night was getting darker, and darker, my heart was doing a somersault in my chest, and my head was gripping all the scenarios of getting killed near the sea-side without any shame.
What will he do?
Is he going to kill me if he knows my identity?
He was outside his car, resting his hands in the pockets of his pants.
I didn't realise why he was wearing those sunglasses in the night when everything was already black!
Is he mad?
Or is he showing he is the rich and most popular billionaire in the town, so he can do anything with the power he has in his hands?
"I know you work in the cafeteria, "didn't even let me finish the sentence that I was trying to say.
So after all this time, he knew this all along- that I am not a model, just a broken girl who works at a cafeteria.
I cleared my throat, to say something but he gazed at me and asked me to keep my voice shut.
" and now, I have ruined your dress which you got from rent, so here is the deal you can work in my company, as my PA!"
What?
My mouth was hung open, how did he know all this?
As he read my thoughts he said, my Friend, Amelia was bickering everything too loudly when he heard the same.
"And all the social media is full up with our pictures so they must be coming to you by any moment now, and before you could jeopardize my image in the press ora In society I want you to keep your mouth shut and work for me as simple as that!"
Ahead of me was a silent sea and a stormy person with determination in his eyes. I could feel the lost fathom in his eyes which were surpassing the storm and i was anxious of the result, i was disastrous to fell the agony , and I was clueless again regarding what is about to come in my life.