Chapter 19: Chapter 19

Anya walked in front of Andrius who looked appalled. She faced him with astonishment.

"What happened? Do you know my friend, Carla?" she asked him while frowning.

She wondered because her friend was not like that. She looked angry earlier.

Out of sheer shocking Andrius turned to her. He looked uncertain. He could not even look into her eyes which surprised her even more. Andrius was always full of himself. He has always the stance of intimidating aura and arrogance. But, the Andrius in front of Anya now was different. This one lacked confidence.

"Baby, I--"

Andrius didn't even know how to start his words. He always wanted to tell her but he was scared of the consequences. He was scared of losing her. He knew he fucked up big time when he lied to Anya, but that was the best thing he could ever think to keep her for himself.

Anya raised her eyebrows like a strict mother who scolded her kids. She folded her arms on her waist and looked at him intently. After a few, she laughed sarcastically.

Anya did not know if she was still laughing or sobbing. As far as she knew, she was hurting. She was hurt by the realization. She was hurt because of Andrius and Carla.

Yes! She just found it out.

"When? Why'd you not tell me?" she asked him. She tried to hold back the tears that were forming in her eyes. She blinked a few more times just to clean it.

Andrius still couldn't look at her. He just bends over as it looked like a gentle sheep with shoulders down. Anya waited for him to speak but she was even more annoyed that it did not.

"Shit! You asshole!" Anya shouted at Andrius as she pushed softly.

Andrius was shocked by what she did but he just sighed at the girl. It looked like an amazon. He never thought an angel like her would become a tigress in just a snap.

"I'm sorry, baby," he only answered Anya.

Anya couldn't hold her tears anymore. She cried after Andrius said those words. She looked for a couch because she seemed to fall. Her knees wobbled and she was unwell.

When her eyes hit the couch in front of Andrius' desk she walked towards it. She sat down and calmed herself. She even swallowed the sensation because it was throbbing which brought pain.

When she finished, she turned to Andrius who was just in front of her.

"Are you okay, baby?" Andrius asked. He looked worried.

Anya stared at Anya. How could she be better if she knew her friend was hurt because of her? How could she be well if she was hurting now because of them?

A while ago she said something else. That Andrius might be the one for her. That he might not hurt her. But there was none.He was just like other men. Fraudsters. It was just like Bryan. He will only be used to get what they want.

Tears welled up in Anya's eyes. She stopped sobbing. Her heart hurt so much. The thought of being played by her exes pained her more. Maybe she wasn't made for this. Maybe, relationship wasn't for her.

"Please! Answer me, please. . ." Andrius approached her and bowed slightly to hold her.

Anya calmed herself and wiped away the tears with his handkerchief. Then, she bravely faced him. She must first decide for herself. Her Pappi was right. She needed to guard her heart.

"I want to resign. I can't work with you, the same as before."

"No! That's bullshit baby!"

"Please ..." Anya pleaded to Andrius. Even her eyes were pleading as well. She wanted to rest first. She wanted to think first. Was it too hard for Andrius to give that to her?

Andrius was pacing back and forth. He also didn't not know what to do. He was restless. He didn't like the idea of ​​Anya leaving. He was scared because he wasn't ready.

Andrius was never ready for everything. Even when his father died, he wasn't ready. Especially when he handled his business, he has no preparation.

He abandoned his first love. He forgot everything around him. He accepted all the responsibilities. He isolated himself and focused on his business. He became on top, but he was not happy. And, then Anya came. She changed his dull life. She brought color to it. He became more excited to do his work. Everything changed because of Anya. He changed his life so he could not be what she wanted.

He turned to the girl and shook her head at her. He stared into her eyes as he sat in front of her sitting on the couch of his office.

"You can't just resign as my secretary. Annual ball for the company is coming. I need you!" Andrius said, emphatically. He wanted to prove her something. He wanted her to see something in his eyes. But, there was none. Anya just stared at him emotionless.

"Ah, that's it! It's not because you are the CEO, I have no right to resign! This is my life. I will decide!" Anya snapped. She lost her temper for the young man. Andrius was very stubborn. Anya only wanted space.

"It's not because I love you! You can do whatever you want with my company. I'm still the boss here. I can't. And that's final!" The young man replied.

At what Andrius said Anya stood up. She confronted the young man with an angry look and waved. She even laughed foolishly.

"Ah, is that so? You love me but you kept it a secret from me? You love me but you didn't say, you are my friend Fuck buddy? You love me but you hurt me. You lied to me! But go ahead, I'll give you because of the Annual Ball!" Anya kept shouting at him. She was about to stand up when she suddenly sat back on the couch. Andrius quickly attended and supported it. Anya was holding her head and it was still closed.

"Are you okay, baby?" Andrius asked Anya worriedly. He even stroked its back. Anya wanted to leave but she just felt bad.

"I want to rest. I want to go home. I can't work, Andrius. Please ..." Anya said. She opened her eyes and looked at him beside her. Anya's eyes were weary. It seemed in pain and sad. Her head also hurt a lot.

Andrius sighed. He knew she was tired from what they did a while ago and he blamed himself for that. He went all the way. He didn't leave any part of her untouched. He marked her. All of her.

When Andrius felt Anya close his eyes, he lifted her up like a newlywed. She objected but did nothing.

Andrius has private parking lot. He got there quickly using his private elevator. He was the owner. He had all the privilege.

Andrius' every move was fast. He was worried so much. Her face was pale and looked very tired. He did not know where to take it. Whether in the hospital or at home.

"I'm just here. I can handle myself from here."

"But you're not fine," he answered Anya before glancing at her.

"Why, you know better than me?" Anya was mad again. It was evident in her voice.

Andrius stopped the car on the side of the highway. He sighed before turning to Anya. Her raised eyebrows immediately appeared on.

"Why the stubbornness?" Andrius snapped. He also has a headache with Anya. It was the main reason why he prefers mature women. They were easy to tame. But Anya, she was just too much. But, he loved her. He was a slave to her.

"I hate you. At least one day let me go first. And .. and Carla. I need to fix things up with her. Because you lied to me. I will not give you up. I just need time to think," Anya said to Andrius one after another.

Andrius just sighed and dropped his shoulder. There seemed to be nothing he could really do. He booked a Grab for Anya. They waited for the two of them. They were both silent inside the car. He just glanced at the girl sitting in front.

"I'm sorry," Andrius broke the silence.

"I hope you told me right away. We would never have reached this point," Anya answered him and he sighed afterwards.

"I don't want to lose you. I'm scared," he said and grabbed her hand. He held it tightly.

"You lose me, when you lie to me," she answered him emphatically. He glanced at her and just sighed.

Anya looked like nothing could stop her. She seemed that she had no choice but to agree to her. But, he needed to accept it. She needed space. He would only give space, not her freedom.

When Anya's Grab car arrived she quickly got off. But, Andrius' hand was faster to stop her.

"What?"

"Can I ask one kiss from you?"

Anya quickly turned her gaze to Andrius. She frowned and raised an eyebrow. Anya gave an unbelievable look to the young man.

"I don't know if you are insensitive or what! I'm really mad at you. You'll even ask me for a kiss!"

Andrius nodded.

He was a fuckboy, yes! But, when a fuckboy fell in love, they fell hard. Andrius fell hard. He was drowning and Anya was the only one who could save him.

"Please," he muttered to her like a child. His eyes were still widely open.

"No!" Anya said firmly and lost his grip. She came out and slammed the door of his car.

When Anya finally got on the Grab, Andrius just shook himself. Looked like he had to tame Anya. Woo her. By hook or by crook.