Chapter 6

I don't know what had gotten into me, but I let him pull me into the corner. I was taken back by that action and honestly nothing came to my mind because it was loaded and full because of what happened earlier.

We were in the underground parking lot when I came back to my senses again. 

"Let go of me!" I hysterically shouted and took a step back. "I--- I wasn't in my right mind. I'm sorry," I said, because I felt guilty for my protector. He saved me from that bullshit situation, so I think that it's just right to feel this way.

"Well, miss, we have a lot of things to talk about," he said and looked at his secretary. He is also a well dressed and uptight man with glasses. 

"What time is it?" he asked him.

"It's 8pm already Sir," the secretary answered. after looking at his watch, "It's time for you to go see your grandfather, Boss,"

"I know," he said and grabbed my wrist, "Let's go now---"

"NO! You might have saved me and I'm grateful for that, but I will not come to someone I don't know!" I said and bowed to him, "Thanks again and have a nice day!" It's good that I am still flexible just the way I was during college and I was able to get off the hook again when I bumped into a large creatures--- I mean the men in black suits with sturdy body, shades and earpiece!

"Ouch!" I said and massaged my forehead. I looked back only to see him with his crossed arms and looking at me like a weird woman. The secretary scoffed off and he looked like he smiled at me.

"Are they your men? Why are they blocking my path?" I asked him with a straight tone because I didn't understand him. He smirked at me and walked towards me.

"You think you'll be able to escape me again?" he asked with a cold voice, "Your debt to me kept piling up. I wouldn't recommend you do anything again," he told me and I gasped.

"Debt? I don't have any debt to anyone!" I rolled my eyes, "How much do you need to save me? Just name your price!" I said and crossed my arms in front of my chest too.

The tough guys earlier seemed uneasy, and I can even hear the secretary stopping his laugh.

"What's so funny?!" I asked them and gritted my teeth. "I don't like this situation. I'll just call my mother and you can talk to them---" I was cut off when he grabbed my phone.

"No phone," he said, "Don't you really know me?" he asked, and I rolled my eyes in frustration again. Really, this man is getting on my nerves!

"Why do you think I would ask if I weren't?" I asked him and looked at him more intensely. But as I looked into his facial features, something struck him that made me shiver!

He was the same man who saved me in the bar, but I ended up throwing up at him! Moreover, I ran away from that mansion without even saying goodbye! Wait, who in their right mind would say goodbye back then, huh?!

The secretary was about to say something when he raised his hand to tell him to stay quiet.

"The man you threw back into the bar, do you remember?" I swear I can see those flames behind his eyes, and his smile is sinister.

"I---I..." I stuttered, not knowing what to say in that situation...

"Do you remember now?" he asked and smiled at me. I took a step backwards and was wondering what I should do at that point. I looked around. Do I take a run for it? Nah, I was caught earlier. Should I shout and call for help? But there was no one in the parking lot besides me and his men.

"N-no..." I stuttered again and tried to find myself out of this, "I mean, I'm sorry for that. I promise not to do it again! What do you want, compensation or something? I will give it to you!" I stressed out and bit my lips.

I knew it! I'm going to be roasted alive by this man if I am not careful. Damn it! I want to go home now...

He chuckled when I mentioned compensation again. 

"Haha... Hahahaha..." I tried my best to laugh with him, even though my eyes were like bees had swarmed towards them. The Secretary bit his lips, stopping himself from saying anything.

"You really are clueless, aren't you?" he asked and looked at me with a serious expression. Those green eyes again! It was so beautiful and magical that you will be drawn to it once you have seen it!

"Well, I---" I stopped when the reporters arrived in the parking lot.

"There she is! Go after her!" there was so much commotion and I swear I wanted to smack those reporters out of their faces.

"Let's go," he said again, and so his body guards had stopped them from coming to us. Flashes of cameras light up the place, and I think this will count as a debt again to him!

We entered the car and the first thing he did was to get an ipad from the drawer. There is a fucking drawer inside the car! His secretary sat on the front seat, and there was a driver.

But if he had just let me go back then, I could go back to my car and left quietly. I sighed. I looked around the car. It was not ordinary, but it wasn't luxurious either. But this is a personalized Rolls-Royce! Oh my gosh! And I offered him such compensation?

I'm sure he would ask me for millions. What the hell am I thinking?

"Where are we going anyway?" I asked him and gulped, he looked at me after he typed something on the iPad.

"The Ivory Tower,"

"What?!"