Chapter 6

Blake's POV

After looking into the incident at the club. We discovered that some girls were contracted to drug my brother, and unwittingly, Bexley fell victim.

Asaf was their target. They wanted to ruin him. I had instructed my men to get the girls involved and to make sure to destroy anything they might be holding against him.

I am sitting here on a sofa in my room observing Bexley's condition.

I didn't get enough sleep. I woke up around eight in the morning. Usually, I'm used to waking up around six in the morning. I would use my gym for one hour and thirty minutes before bathing and getting ready for work.

But today is Saturday. I habitually sleep and wake up late. But due to all the events of last night. I couldn't get proper sleep and it's exhausting.

I called my doctor and he is on his way here to check them. We still don't know what kind of drug was used on 'em.

Trying to observe Bexley. She just woke up. And finally, I can breathe.

Bexley's POV

I woke up on a very soft, fluffy, comfortable bed. It feels like heaven. But when reality struck me. I opened my eyes and peered around the big luxurious bedroom. I knew this was not my bedroom and it certainly not close to what I'm used to.

Then I gaze intently at my body. I am wearing a man's shirt. I thought it could be Asaf's. But then I recollected that Asaf passed out before me in the club. And I also recall being drugged.

"Oh my God. I've been kidnapped". I screamed.

"Oh please, can you bring your voice down? ". A familiar voice spoke. When I tilted my head, I saw Blake, Asaf's brother, sitting on a sofa, looking at me.

I felt a pang in my head. But I shook it off.

"How did I get here? Where am I? What did you do to me? ". I asked him

"How do I answer your questions? ".

He got up and walked to the bed. I pulled up the sheets over my body as he sat on the edge of the bed.

"First of all. You are in my house. In my bed. Lucky you. You are the first woman to sleep in my bed. The shirt you are wearing is also mine because your puke ruined your clothes". He paused as I glared at him.

"And how did you get here? It was simple because you were brought here last night, together with my brother by my guards. It's like you both were drugged in the club. And you passed out". He explained.

"Oh my God. Yeah, I remember. But did you change my clothes?". I asked curiously.

"Yes, I did"

"Why? "

"I am sorry, I had no other choice. But, I couldn't leave you in your stinking clothes. I had to bathe you and change your clothes". He explained

"Did you touch me?". I asked

"Yes I did"

"You touched me? Oh God. I am no longer a...". I paused and cleared my throat. "Why did you do that to me? I yelled.

"Stop whining OK. I did no such thing to you. Please stop ". He sighed.

"So, you are a virgin? He asked me teasingly and he started laughing.

"Why are you laughing? What's funny? Will you please stop? This is embarrassing. Why are you such an asshole? ". I got up from the bed and walked to the bathroom. After which I came back.

"Where are my things? I asked while standing at the door.

" In the trash bin". He replied

"Why did you do that? I could just get it washed. Ouch". I felt my head throbbing again.

"I am sorry. I just couldn't stand the smell". He replied and I felt bad for causing trouble.

"I am sorry. I usually don't puke after drinking. And I took just two shots of the whiskey. Wait. Where is Asaf?

"In his room. Sleeping". He replied. He stood up about to walk away.

"My doctor will soon be here to check you. Until then, Come down when you freshen up for breakfast. You can wear those". He pointed to some clothes on the bed.

"I don't know if they will fit. But I will get you something more comfortable later". And after which he left the room.

As much as I am grateful for his care. I still hate the fact that he changed my clothes. How do I face this arrogant man now that he has seen me naked?

I sighed and took the clothes he dropped for me to change into. I looked at it. Just a pair of shorts and a tank top. Not too bad. Olive colour to be precise. I walked to the bathroom to shower.

Coming down the stairs. The aroma of food wafted all over the place as I walked down to the living room. I walked to the kitchen which was also attached to the living room. Though the house is extremely beautiful and commands luxury. But, the kitchen is on a different level.

Blake was busy cooking. What? He is cooking? I can't believe I could be this lucky to see this. Mr Billionaire is cooking? Unbelievable. This is so hilarious, I can never think that this man can ever live a simple life like this. Not with his arrogant nature and bodyguards and wealth.

I think there is more to know about him. And I am so curious to find out.

"So, you cook? I curiously asked.

"Yes, I do" He replied as he handed me a cup of coffee.

"Thanks". I said. I hope I'm not dreaming.

"You're welcome". He replied.

"I know you are having a headache. But, I don't want to give you any pills until the doctor comes. I hope you understand"

He sat on the chair in front of the kitchen Islander. I walked close to him and I sat on the marble islander with my cup of coffee.

"I made pancakes, omelette sausages, toast and a sandwich. What would you like to have? ". He nicely asked and before I could say anything. I heard another familiar voice from behind

"Everything. I want everything, brother". Asaf replied to his brother's question and was shocked immediately when he saw me.

"What are you doing here Bex?" He asked. He walked around and came face to face with me.

"Good morning to you too". I greeted while beaming. Then I felt a slight headache again.

Asaf walked close and put a kiss on my lips gently giving me a tight hug

"Are you two dating? ". Blake asked scowling.