Chapter 22 - Taking Care Of The Cute Monster!

Minutes later the door was opened. Bella raised her head to get a glimpse of the person who stepped out. The person was definitely not very young but not too old either. His hair black and body well maintained even at his age was something quite commendable and he had that dominating aura around him. Bella didn't knew who he was but whoever he was Ashton sure didn't give a damn about it and it was so obvious by the way he treated him like some crap.

She restained herself to use the word dog poop just to be a little respectful even if she didn't say anything out loud.

Bella flinched when the said person slammed the door mercilessly. He was in a foul mood and maybe upset too. She couldn't pinpoint. She stared at his back until his figure was disappeared in the corridors and she couldn't see anything after that expect the empty benches. She gulped down in fear, afraid to face what led behind those now shut doors, Ashton. Was he still fuming in anger? Had he calmed down yet? But Bella did