The night had not seemed so dreadful before his arrival.
When their gaze collided, Sara Owen lowered her eyes as she could not bear his heavy and seductive gaze. Also, he had unbuttoned his shirt and his six-pack abs were glaring at her boldly. He blinked his heavy eyes then stepped ahead with his shaky walk.
Sara Owen held her palms tightly and bit her lips not to get scared. He stopped in front of her and his lips parted slowly and smoke released on her face. She did not feel disgusted because she had already sunk in his body aroma mixed with the strong smell of alcohol.
Heartbeats were out of control because of his dashing aura. She slowly raised her eyes and looked at him. He looked at her trembling lips but did not speak. Sara Owen thought that he must have forgotten about her because everything that happened last night had happened when he was drunk.
“I… You… Ang city. We…” She wanted to explain but the sentences had broken and the words were scattered in her mind. She could not explain well. She was still confused and panicked when he stepped ahead which blocked her voice inside her chest.
“Why didn’t you leave?” His hoarse voice reflected in the hall and hot breaths fell on her white and small face like fire. She swallowed saliva and lowered her eyes quickly while trembling.
“Okay, go tomorrow.”
He turned back and she looked at his back. She did not want to lose the chance.
“I won’t go.” When her trembling and low voice entered his ears, he stopped and waited for her next sentence but she bit her lips and lowered her head when he was about to turn back.
Yohan Dixon looked at the thin and weak woman with his heavy and blurry gaze.
“You saved me last night and I am thankful for it.” She kept lowering her head so that it would be easy to speak.
“If you had not saved me, either they would have killed me by making me a victim of their lust or else I would have died of embarrassment. You have given me new life.”
He blinked his eyes and kept looking at her as if he was enjoying the sweetness of her voice.
“If I will go back to that place from where I ran, they will do the same thing to me and I am afraid that you will not be able to reach there to save me. That's why... I don't want to go.”
“Hmm. Then what will you do?” He threw the coat on the couch and then lit another cigarette for him.
Sara Owen raised her eyes slowly but when her gaze fell on his six-pack abs, she swallowed saliva and lowered her head as much she could.
“I don’t know.”
“I don’t like people. So, leave early.”
Sara Owen became anxious when she saw him leaving. She quickly stepped ahead and held the hem of his shirt.
“Help me!”
For the first time, someone dared to stop him. He stopped. She left his shirt. He turned back and looked at the pitiful woman who was standing in front of him with tears in her eyes. He sipped the cigarette then threw the cigarette butt and looked at her coldly.
“What do you want from me?”
Sara Owen bit her trembling lips because she did not want to cry in front of him.
“I feel safe here. Please allow me to live here.”
Perhaps only a foolish woman would feel safe in the house of a drunken stranger. The name of the person in whose villa she was feeling safe was enough to scare people.
“Till when?”
He looked at her for a while but she did not answer, he understood that she wanted to live for a long time which could disturb his privacy and loneliness. No. He couldn’t allow it.
“Get out.”
Before he could leave, she stumbled onto his feet and held his legs with her trembling palms.
“I don’t have a home to go.”
Yohan Dixon did not care went straight upstairs to the master bedroom. Sara Owen could not even beg for mercy. She wiped her tears and let her lay down on the ground sickly. She was alone with a stranger drunk man in this villa but wasn’t scared.
It was two o’clock.
The door of the master bedroom was opened and Yohan Dixon came downstairs in his sleepwear. It seemed that the thirst and her fate had woken him up tonight. When he came downstairs, he saw a thin figure curled up on the ground. He narrowed his eyes and waited for a while. It seemed that she was shivering because of the cold.
Didn’t he ask her to leave the villa? Shouldn’t she go?
He bent down and stared at her pale and cold face seriously. Seeing her for a moment, he sighed and carried her in his arms then effortlessly went to the guest room and put her on the bed gently. He pulled the quilt for her and was about to stand up but she had already held his wrist. He turned back and looked at her coldly. She swallowed the panic and kept looking at his strong wrist which was out of her grip. Still, she tried her best to hold it. He could see that her eyes were teary and her face was flushed.
“I will live in your feet and serve you till the end of my life. Please give me the privilege of serving you.” Her words were suppressed and shaky.
Yohan Dixon glared at the vulnerable woman for a while. Why the hell she did not want to go? Did he do the mistake of saving her last night?
“Do you know whose wrist are you holding?” He asked. She did not let go of his wrist but closed her eyes tighter and let tears well up from the corners of her eyes.
“I am afraid of the world. In return for saving my life, let me serve you.”
He could see how terribly she was afraid and panicked. It seemed that she had already known to whom she was daring to persuade.
He looked at the wrist she was holding. He did not say anything and left the guest room. Sara Owen opened her painful and teary eyes and then looked at the closed door with her tightened heart.
It was early morning. The kitchen was smelling delicious. When she woke up in the morning, she did not know when he had gone to exercise. So, she decided to prepare a delicious breakfast for him. But she heard the beep of the door, she quickly got out of the kitchen and looked at the handsome young man who was covered in sweat and looked stunning in sportswear. He had entered while wiping his face and stopped when he suddenly saw the woman near the couch with a slight smile on her lips.
“Good morning.”
He did not have the habit to greet anybody in the morning so he just nodded and stepped ahead to go upstairs.
“I am preparing breakfast for you.” She spoke and he stopped again. He had never eaten breakfast at home. Who asked her to prepare it? He did not reply and went straight to the bedroom. Sara Owen sighed and returned to the kitchen without noticing his discomfort.
After an hour, he came downstairs while talking on his cellphone. Sara Owen came forward to disturb him again.
“Breakfast is ready.”
Yohan Dixon stopped and glared at her while talking on the call. She realized that she had disturbed him. She lowered her eyes as if she was sorry. But she only could be heard his footsteps going far away. She looked at his back and sighed sadly. The man didn’t know how handsome and dashing he was! But his arrogance and silence were deadly.
Sara Owen returned to the kitchen and looked at the delicious breakfast sadly.
Before two months, she left her studies and married Adrian. On the first day after marriage, she cooked a delicious dinner for her husband and waited for him at home but he did not arrive because he was drinking alcohol in the club and sleeping with a woman. He never came home and she got tired of waiting for him. One day, he came and beat her for money so she decided to work in the club where he used to go at night. She endured his palms on women’s bodies and let him drink and sleep with them. Because she had already accepted this as a fate as her father had chosen Adrian for her before dying. But nothing changed.
One night, he lost her in gambling and she chose to run to save her body.
Sara Owen sighed and closed her eyes as if she did not want to recall those days. But when Yohan Dixon left without eating, that terrible past mingled in her mind.
“Madam.”
Sara Owen looked at the polite woman who was standing at the door of the kitchen.
“I thought you must have gone.” She came to her with a slight smile.
“How are you? Does your body ache today, too?”
“I am fine, Nisha.” Sara Owen replied with a smile and looked at the breakfast sadly.
“Did you cook?” Nisha widened her eyes and looked at the delicious breakfast.
“He didn’t eat.”
“He never eats at home. But who asked you to cook?”
Sara Owen lowered her head.
"I will live here.”
“What?”
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Bruno and Natalie were staring at Nisha with surprise. She had brought a piece of shocking information from October Villa, finally. “Moreover, there were also marks of nails and bruises on her body.” “What are you saying?” Natalie was out of belief. “Madam, I am telling the truth. When I went to clean the villa, I got a call from Assistant Nolan and he told me that a woman is sleeping in the guest room who is scared and injured. She has to be hospitalized well and the doctor will come to see her. Dresses were also sent for her.” “Dresses?” Bruno couldn’t help but ask. “Yes! Expensive dresses. Her clothes were torn.” Nisha replied. “My goodness.” Natalie covered her mouth with shock. “Did Ricky do anything wrong with her?” Natalie was impatient. “She got scared after seeing Young Master’s portrait.” Natalie looked at Bruno unhappily and Bruno was cold. “Why didn’t you come and inform us yesterday?” He asked. Nisha was sent by Bruno and Natalie to keep an eye on Yohan Dixon.
Yohan Dixon returned to the study room after having a delicious dinner. He had drank water but the taste and smell of the food were still fresh in his senses. He sat on his revolving chair leisurely and lit a cigarette for him. There was a lot to handle but the lunch had blown his mind completely as if the stress of the work had disappeared. He had never tasted such delicious food and the woman was serving it with her precious smile. The unhappy decision of having lunch cooked by her did not let him down. He would like to taste it in the future. One by one, he smoked the cigarettes and soon the whole packet was emptied. He sighed and opened the drawer of the table in which a photograph was placed alone. The woman in the photograph was smiling purely and this smile shook his heart once again. Her precious and bright smile took him into his past and his eyes darkened. But then, his mobile rang which carried him back to the present. “Hmm.” “Congratulations, President Dixon.” It was Rud
It was eleven o’clock at night and Yohan Dixon had already taken a refreshing bath. He got out of the bathroom in his black bathrobe in which he looked sensual. He lit a cigarette and went to the balcony. After vomiting, he had become sober. His eyes were red and dark though his face was admirable. Sara Owen was walking in the garden while hugging her chest. The man's eyes darkened when he saw her. Her face was pale and her eyes were sparkling in the moonlight because they were teary and lost. Her thin figure was moving on the lawn as if she had lost her path and did not know where she should head. She just wanted to walk. Yohan Dixon leaned on the railing of the balcony and kept smoking while looking at the woman with his dark eyes. -“Help! Help! Please!”- The noise reflected in his mind and he threw a big smoke from his lips which turned into lots of rings. This was the same woman he had seen in that club before a month. He was returning from the company when he suddenly felt
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When Yohan Dixon arrived at Dixon Group, the secretary was waiting for him to tell her how the things she had purchased for him yesterday were, but expectedly, he did not tell anything and went to his cabin. She sat on the chair after greeting him but Assistant Nolan stopped over there and looked at her with his gentle gaze.“Good morning, Assistant Nolan.” She greeted him with her lovely smile.“Good morning. You did a good job yesterday and the president is quite happy.”“Really? Oh… So nice…” She jumped out of the chair happily. Then she could not suppress her curiosity and looked at Assistant Nolan.“For whom he had purchased so many things? Does he have a girlfriend?”“Aunty, who gifts tampons to his girlfriend?”“Don’t tell me. Did he marry secretly?”“Shut your mouth. He just gifted it to a needy woman. That’s it. Now get back to work.”The secretary looked at his back in a daze and could not sort the thoughts well.…Bruno and Natalie were deeply frustrated because they haven’
“Yes, I am afraid of you.” Sara Owen admitted with courage. “How much...?” Yohan Dixon leaned and his warm breaths fell on her neck making her senses slow. “As much... As much as I didn't even feel that night.” She raised her eyes slowly and looked at him in terror, "When you made that person half dead, then the fear woke me up.” That night, she had seen a different aura of Yohan Dixon, which removed the fear of that incident from Sara Owen's mind but instilled an unknown apprehension for this powerful man. “Then why did you come here with me if you were scared?” “That night… I grabbed your arm to save myself...and could not leave it till now. I don't know why it feels like... I'm safe with you.” Her low voice was trembling. “Will you be able to live in fear with me for the rest of your life?” His voice was cold. She blinked her beautiful eyes, "Yes." “I will not leave until you ask me to leave.” She added courageously even if it was hard to breathe. “What else can you do for
“Hi, Lyla.” Sara Owen smiled hesitantly.Before she could handle her awkwardness, Lyla slapped her and the noise echoed through the giant walls in the lobby. Sara Owen bit her lips and covered her red cheek with her trembling palm while lowering her teary eyes.“Who the hell are you?” Gracie stepped ahead to fight but Sara Owen held her arm and pitifully shook her head. Gracie suppressed her anger for a while.“What was the need to get married if you could not maintain it? Do you even know how long my brother is looking for you? Where are you? Do you live in hell? Sara, go home now and apologize to my brother.” Lyla shouted angrily.It was enough for Gracie to recognize Lyla."Hey! You must be the spoiled sister of that drunkard and gambler. And why is he looking for her? Huh? Doesn't he know why she ran away that night?" Gracie pointed her index finger at Lyla’s ugly nose."You shut up.""I...""Gracie. Let's go." Sara Owen held Gracie’s arm to leave because they had gathered by the
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