She Is The One He Wants, Not Me ...

POLLEN'S POV

I had to blink repeatedly to ensure my eyes weren't fooling me.

" I didn't do this to her!" I moved about in the single sofa, where I was made to sit before them — Raymond and Natasha, like I was some petty criminal.

They were watching my every move, with their own expressions of disbelief on their faces. " I swear I didn't do it! believe me" I stressed.

" Cupcakes, you know I wouldn't lie to you right?" Natasha said slowly, wrapping her hands around Raymond who was seated right beside her. He pulled her closer, his eyes angrily glaring at me.

No doubt, I hit Natasha across the face when I returned with a glass of water to meet my laptop in that miserable state. But that was it, I didn't give her a black eye and a split lip. My hands didn't even touch her lip.

" She only bled a little be..." I was still at it when she cut me off.

" You heard that right? I even bled" She gestured at her bloodied mouth.

" When I asked if you read the Contract, what did you say?" Raymond's