who's that?

Chapter eleven(who's that?)

Sapphire's Point Of View:

I walked into his spread arms, grinning as I inhaled his astonishing aroma.

“Babe." I called, dissolving in his arms. He planted a kiss on top of my head, “Yes, honey. I know you miss me. I know you do, darling. I miss you as well.”.

His words made my smile become wilder.

“Love birds!" Mum's voice interrupted from behind me. Of course, as usual, the fun killer.

I broke the hug, turning to face her. I let out a scoff before turning to Tyler again.

He gave Mum a small smile before stretching forth his arm for me. I linked arms with him, following his lead to the exit.

We soon arrived at a coffee shop, settling at our table. We both got a cup of coffee each, drinking slowly as we stared at each other, waiting for one of us to say something.

Tyler cleared his throat before finally breaking the silence, “I really missed you and I wanted to hang out with you but the predominant reason I asked you to hang out with me, Sapphire, is generally not what you think it is. Don't feel bad that I didn't want to hang out, I sincerely did but……I just-”.

I smiled, chipping in, "I understand, Tyler. I understand. You can go on with why you called this hang out. I'm not in any way offended at all, actually.”I said.

He nodded, returning my smile for a split second. "I…….I know you denied it the last time I tried bringing this up but, you've been acting quite off lately, you can speak to me if anything is wrong. You were nervous on our phone call last night.”.

"No, I wasn't.”I quickly replied, not waiting for him to say his next sentence.

"But you ignored my texts last night which is unlike you, Sapphire.".

"I didn't do that.”I denied.

Alright, I did that actually. I was with Landon at his house preparing for Monday's presentation, and I wasn't comfortable picking Tyler's calls around Landon.

He fetched out his phone, turning it to me to look into. “You still haven't replied yet!".

“I- it- ju-". I paused, letting out a sigh whilst I shook my head. “I was busy at work and I'm sorry. But that doesn't mean I'm acting weird lately and even if I am, chill, I'm not cheating on you.”.

Pfft…..a humongous lie. Definitely what someone cheating would say.

“I trust you….”. He does trust me. Let's just hope his trust doesn't get broken soon.

Fingers crossed, I let out a sigh.

“I'm not worried about that, you can't cheat on me. I'm only worried if something is going on recently in your life or if something is bothering you, don't hesitate to discuss it with me. I love you, remember? Besides, you've been acting strange since you got a job, if the work has been stressful, you can secure a job in my company.”.

I laughed, shaking my head. “Nothing is going on. Besides, I wouldn't love getting a job in your company. Office romance isn't proper.”.

“Definitely not." He replied.

We kept drinking from our cups when he finally halted, staring at the cup which my hand wrapped around.

“Is that…..a ring?” He asked, mouth agape.

My heart skipped a beat.

“N-no. Oh, I mean yes. It's just a……fashion ring. I- you know? Some fashion?” I stammered before bringing the cup to my lips, swallowing hard on the coffee.

He nodded, “I thought as much. Aside from you, only I am allowed to slide a ring on that finger.”.

I smiled, "Of course. I can't wait until you do.”.

My phone buzzed on the table and my gaze traveled to look at the screen. It was a text from 'My fiance’.

Landon forced me to save his name as my fiance which was the most annoying thing he had requested since our RELATIONSHIP began.

I was beginning to have second thoughts about accepting the contract marriage but there was no going back, the papers were already signed and I turned down the mysterious man's proposal.

I jerked, placing the cup immediately on the table, making it spill. I quickly took a handkerchief placed on the side of the table and wiped it off quickly while Tyler just sat there, his eyes planted on my phone screen.

I immediately flinched, throwing the handkerchief over the screen of my phone nervously.

I rubbed the back of my neck, taking deep breaths as I looked into Tyler's oppressive ocean blue eyes.

“What a huge spill right?" I asked, forcing a stubble of laughter from the throat.

“Who’s that?” he asked.

“Who?" I asked before pressing my lips into a thin line, hoping it wasn't what it seemed to be.

“Who?" He asked me back.

His eyes narrowed at me, his gaze becoming unbearably cold that I had to avert his eyes. The ocean in his eyes became ice, freezing the moment cold.

With that look, I knew Tyler was starting to get infuriated.

Yes, Tyler was friendly, calm and collected and despite his wealth, he wasn't proud and never spoke 'badass’ like other rich guys. He spoke mostly like a robot with appropriate grammar.

Aside from grammar, he mostly spoke nicely to everyone and believed everyone should be treated equally.

Yes, he might sound like a programmed doll at times but Tyler was observant at all times also. And here's the plot twist; Calm and collected that comes with anger issues.

His anger issues were unmatched.

When infuriated, he was like a storm, fierce and strong, not to be messed with. A blazing fire that couldn't be challenged.

The plain stare he gave me showed that he was annoyed. Even though his stare gave off no emotion, I could tell and that was what placed me in a more risky situation.