CHAPTER ONE- The call

Josephine

My teeth chattered harshly as the chilly night air hit my exposed skin. I had received a sudden text instructing me to Mr Chevalier's home for an emergency and of course it had to be at the middle of a chilly night.

I moved my feet quickly across the dimly lit street that led to his home or more like a freaking mansion. My brows furrowed instinctively as I noticed there were more guards stationed around the perimeters.

“What the hell?.....” I muttered to myself.

Anxiety makes it’s way to my heart causing my pulse to quicken as I walk towards the large gate. The stoic guard says nothing but guides me through the long front yard of the mansion.

The air felt tense as my eyes glanced around in slight fear, something doesn’t feel right. “E-excuse me, is Mr Chevalier okay?”

The stoic bodyguard doesn’t reply, instead he quickens his steps to the main entrance of the mansion. My body instantly felt relieved as the warm air seeped into my skin, I let out a relieved sigh.

They shrugged my coat and scarf off and I was left in my embarrassing clubbing outfit. Yes, I was at the club when I received the abrupt text so there was no way I would head back to change before coming over.

I stuck out like a sore thumb in my sparkling pink dress and thigh high boots. The guard scanned my outfit and awkwardly cleared his throat before guiding me to the elevator, going up to Mr Chevalier’s office.

Mr Chevalier’s calculative striking blue eyes landed on me with his eyes scanning my outfit. Oddly enough, there was something undeniably commanding about him like he held quiet power in his frail body.

“Nurse Josephine.”

He gestured for me to sit which I did awkwardly while a guard placed a throw pillow on my exposed thighs to prevent me from flashing poor old, Mr Chevalier and I was thankful for that.

“Your text was sent as urgent.....but you seem fine.” I commented softly.

He takes a drag from his cigar and puffs out smoke before clipping the end off. “You’re here as my first aid.”

My brows furrowed in confusion. “A-as first aid?”

He nodded. “I would be expecting a guest and some actions may occur in which i might need first aid so that is why you were called.”

“Then I think we need to call the cops too if something like that should happen.” My heart raced frantically.

Mr Chevalier gave me a blank stare before signalling a body guard to come over. The guard proceeded to guide me out of his office, towards a room just two floors above his.

“W-wait, if you’re going to be in danger shouldn’t we call the cops?!” I yelled out in a rush.

The guard pulls my arm gently. “This way nurse Josephine.”

Thoughts ran through my mind as I purposefully shuffle my feet towards the room ahead of me. “I don’t think it’s a good thing for me to stay if Mr Chevalier feels threatened by his guest-”

“You are Mr Chevalier’s personal nurse, it is also your duty to keep him safe and so your life is also a priority.”

His voice was blank without any emotion as he spoke in his thick French accent before excusing himself out of the room, leaving me dumbfounded.

This is the most confusing night ever. I’ve always wondered what business Mr Chevalier ventured into because he has so much security and makes billions of dollars.

A small knock sounds through the door and a familiar maid walks in with a tray of refreshments in her hand. She gives me a small smile and places the tray on the bed table before leaving silently.

“What the hell is going on?.......” I mutter to myself.

On cue my phone rings with the screen blaring the name of my boyfriend, Mathew. He always seemed to bombard my phone with calls and texts whenever i go out clubbing with colleagues, it always created a fight between the both of us.

My jaws clench as I pick up the call. “Mathew-”

“Where the fuck are you, Jo?” he growled with anger.

My brows furrowed in confusion and annoyance. “I went out Mathew, I told you that I was going clubbing so why the question?”

He scoffed through the phone and I hear something bang in the background like he just smashed he fist against a wall like he usually does.

“No the fuck you’re not, I’m at the club to pick you up and you’re not even here.”

My brows ticked with irritation as I check the time on the wall clock, ‘9:46pm’. Why the hell is he at the club to pick me up by this time when I clearly told him I’ll be home by 11??

“Jo, tell me where the fuck you are!” He yelled.

“Calm down, Mathew I got an urgent text from Mr Chevalier and I had to leave.”

He laughs sarcastically, I could imagine his judging eyes scanning my whole form. “I knew it.”

I frowned. “Knew what, Mathew?”

“You’re fucking that rich geezer aren’t you?” He sneered.

My eyes widened in utter shock, I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. “Excuse me?!”

“Admit it, Jo....you’re cheating on me with that rich bastard.” His voice cracks and Its like i could see the manipulative tears that gathers in his eyes.

This always happens whenever we had an argument. Mathew assumes things, the argument gets heated and then he proceeds to cry and it works on me......always.

“Mathew.....” I mutter softly.

He sniffles. “Okay, just come home to me baby.”

A pang of guilt hits me. “I will, don’t stay up it might take sometime.”

“Just come home to me....”

I end the call and let out an agitated sigh, I would have to go home to explain to Mathew and talk things over with him.

Tomorrow is my twenty fourth birthday and I had gone out today to celebrate with colleagues because I have work the next day.

Mathew and I have been dating for a year and a half now, we first met while I was in my last semester at nursing school and he was working as a construction worker. We were friends for a while before he confessed his feelings and we’ve been dating ever since.

The sound of the Mansion’s gates opening up cuts me out of my thoughts as I hurry to the window with curiosity. My heart raced with anticipation as I see three luxury cars pull up in the driveway.

“Damn......”

The cars were slick black with tinted windows and I’m not a car person but I sure as hell know that these cars were expensive as hell..... four bulky men in suites came out of the cars but I couldn’t really see who came out from the one in the middle.

What the hell does Mr Chevalier do to be involved with such powerful looking men. Don’t get me wrong, Mr Chevalier was extremely wealthy but these men.....I could feel their aura from the window I peeked from.

One of the bulky men looks up to the window and my heart jumps as I duck quickly but I’m sure as hell that he saw me. Anxiety creeps it’s way as I crawl away from the window, back to the bed.

“Stay calm, stay calm, stay calm.....” I whispered to myself.

Are you sure those men aren’t traffickers and Mr Chevalier is willing to sell me for a pricy amount? They didn’t have anything illegal on them but from just their presence, it scared me....

My grip tightened on my phone as I clutch a lamp in another hand for protection. Everything was oddly quiet but the air felt thick with tension which unsettles me.

I crawl back to the window and it seems like the men had gone inside while a few guards stood by the door. If there was a chance to escape, my thigh high boots would probably be a hindrance so I immediately took it off.

After what felt like an hour or two, there was a knock on the door which caused me to jump with the lamp in my hands. A guard walks in and scans me with confusion but doesn’t comment on it.

“You can leave now, Nurse Josephine.” The guard side steps.

I let out a sigh of relief and quickly packed my boots in my hands and walked out barefooted without a care in the world. It seems like whatever predicaments that Mr Chevalier was expecting never occurred and I was thankful for that.

“Is Mr Chevalier okay?” I whisper to the guard as he guides me to the elevator at the end of the hallway.

The guard gave me a stiff nod. “The driver would drop you off at your home.”

“Thank you....” I murmured.

The elevator had transparent doors that made it possible for me to see everything as I went down the three stories of the mansion. It went smoothly, passing the first level and then the second level until my eyes suddenly locked with striking grey ones.

I let out an audible gasp, he was huge, bigger than the men I had seen while peeking out the window. It was as brief as a second that our eyes met but I could feel the power radiating off him, his presence was commanding and that terrified me to the bones.

As soon as the elevator dinged open, my legs hurried towards the maid that held my coat and scarf. I could feel eyes on me and knew that I was being watched from somewhere above but I didn’t want to look up.

Rushing a quick ‘thank you’, I hauled my ass into the car waiting for me and let out a relieved sigh as the driver sped off. Tingles spread through my skin at the thought of the haunting giant with striking grey eyes.....