Staying in his house

"But I promise..." I exhaled deeply "...I won't tell it to anyone, I promise."

"Promises are to break, Miss Nolan" Mr Kingston's face was still stoic.

And oh my god! that velvety British accent voice.. I guess I love British accent more than American accent..

"But you can trust me." I tried to convince him. "I know I can trust you, Miss Nolan but, Ashar is a son of the one of the most influential businessman." He stopped.

I patiently waited for him to continue but he wasn't continuing.

Damn... speak up man!!

"So what??" I asked in an impatient voice.

He turned towards the other people inside the room and gave a nod to them and they all left within a second. Leaving me and Mr mafia king all alone.

And he continued.

"In the business world nobody knows me as King, for them I'm just Harold Kingston, that's it." He gave a pause for his words as he pursed his lips together for a while and then continued.

"So.."

Pause..

"... Ashar's father, however got to know that he was killed inside the garage of that hotel and..."

Paused again..

"..He asked his men for the camera footage of that hotel's garage and.."

Pause..

Ugh... This British boy is annoying me to the core...

"...your clearly seen in that footage..."

Again paused...

I swear, if he pauses again, I'm gonna kick his ass.

Do you want a gun on your forehead??

No.

Then shut up..

At this moment I had this song in my head.

I got guns in my head and they won't go, Spirits in my head and they won't go.

I sniffled as he continued.

"...and... His father is searching for the witness, which is you..."

Paused..

I had a bored expression on my face.

"...and if they hunt you down and if you blurt out our secret, my reputation is going to be in vain. So I thought of getting you here and..." This time he didn't pause, I cut him off.

"Kill me?" Fear was evident in my voice as I looked at him in horror.

He glanced at me in confusion.

"No"

"No?" I repeated it as a question.

"No, I will not kill you. I don't kill innocents."

"Then why did you kidnap me?"

"Because you saw my men killing him."

"Damn it! I didn't see your men killing him. I just saw that Ashar guy on his knees with bruises on his face and a cloth wrapped around his mouth. I didn't see any of your men over there." I said it in an annoyed tone.

"But now you saw us." He shrugged.

Son of a bitch.. 

"But it was-" I was interrupted by him letting his palm out, deliberately stopping me.

"Let me finish first." An exasperated sigh escaped my lips as he continued.

"So Ashar's father is searching for the witness, which is you. He's searching for you in every corner of Manhattan. As you said, if you won't tell him about us, he will probably kill you." He stated and again my face was filled with horror as I imagined myself inside a coffin.

"And I don't like innocents to be killed, so I brought you here." "How long I have to stay here?" I asked in a wavery voice.

"Until the case closes down and they should forget about you. It's a win-win case, your safe here and my secret will be safe with you being here and you can trust me, your safe here and no harm will touch you. I'm man of words. " he said with his chin held up high in pride.

"When will the case close?" I asked.

"Probably within a month."

"So till then, I have to stay here, in Hawaii?"

He nodded.

"Where am I gonna stay?" I asked.

"Here, in my house." He stated.

"Why here?" I couldn't help but ask.

I mean, he could make me stay in a nice hotel so that I could spend my days in Hawaii as vacations.

"Because I have to keep my eyes on you, I want you infront of my sight." He said and all I wanted to do was, roll my eyes.

I looked around his house, which was more like a resort, with the wooden furnitures, wooden floor and wooden showpieces all around. There was a huge glass window inside the lounge from which I could see the crystal blue pond, sunset rays falling on it, twinkling the water. And there were many different types of plants inside a beautiful brass pots.

"And what about my job,...you know your my boss." A small smirk curled up his lips.

"Don't worry Miss Nolan, I'll take care of it."

Good..

"Will I get my job, once I'm out of here?" I asked to clarify everything properly.

He nodded.

Good...Good..

"So, do you have anymore doubts?" He asked with his rich British accent.

"No" I smiled. "I'll stay here." I bobbed my head up and down.

However I'll be safe here from Ashar dude's father..

He took the wireless telephone from the beside table and pressed a button, "Send Daria in." he commanded to someone.

Within a minute Daria entered the lounge. "Yes king?" Her eyes were fixed on the wooden floor.

Sheesh!! She is terrified of him..a man void of emotions..

"Show Miss Nolan her room." He commanded as she nodded still with her head down. He turned towards me with a stoic face.

"And here..." he handed me my precious phone, which was snatched from me by that bitch.

"You can use your phone here and call anyone you want but.."

Freaking paused again.. And continued after a minute..

"...you cannot tell them about your whereabouts and about this whole thing. And if you did, you have to face the consequences." With a stern voice, he said.

Then what should I tell my friends about my vanishment..huh??

I knew better, so I kept my mouth shut prohibiting myself from asking that question.

And I just nodded to his statement.

"And Miss Nolan...-" he began again but...

"You can call me Naomi." I cut him off as I shrugged my shoulders.

"No first name basis with me, Miss Nolan. I'm your boss and your my employee, that's it. None of my employees gets to call me by my first name nor I call them by their first name......" he was giving me a long speech while my face was turning red due to embarrassment.

What did I expect him to say?

'Oh, okay Naomi, and now onwards you can call me Harold, after all we are friends from now on' 

Was this what I expected?

Stupid Naomi, stupid stupidest Naomi.

He's as strict as Hitler.

Freak king..

"Is that clear?" Suddenly his stern voice pulled me out of my trance.

"Huh?" I blinked.

"Is. That. Clear.?" He repeated himself again for me.

"Yes, king....ston...um... I mean Mr Kingston."

"Daria!" He gave a nod to Daria.

Why the hell did he just call Daria by her first name?

"Miss Nolan, please follow me." She passed a warm heart melting smile as I nodded and started following her.

We exited the lounge and walked through the hallway as I roamed my eyes around the surroundings. At the entrance there was a beautiful fountain from which the jets of water were pumped into the air forming sprinkles all over. Again there were plant creepers crawling up the wall beautifully and there were many pot plants.

My luck never gave up on me.

Oh me!! My luck is the best..

I was thinking about having a staycations but my luck offered me vacations in Hawaii, for free with luxurious room and bathroom.

I'm so lucky..

I took a shower, gazing at the portrait and by using all the expensive body wash and soothing powders.

After a long bath, I dressed up and came out of the bathroom. I stretched my arms and was about to make my way towards the bed when I heard a knock on my door.

"Yes?" I called.

"Miss Nolan, dinner is ready." It was Daria on the other side of the door.

"Yes, coming." I said back.

Dinner...