The very next morning, he accompanied her to her hostel. Much to her dismay, everyone gaped at her when she got down the car with him by her side. He wanted to take her to her room himself but she denied and asked him to leave her be. He respected her decision and left her in the hallway. She walked up the stairs to her room, not paying any attention to the girls who whispered in each other's ears. As soon she placed her bag on the dresser and sat down on the bed, Stacy stomped in. "Miss Veronica! May I remind you of the rules of the hostel which you broke twice?" She deadpanned in a terrible voice. Veronica jumped out of fear as the scary woman placed her both hands on her back and goggled her with those wide eyes. "I'm sorry...." She whispered slowly but before she could finish Stacy barged inside and stood closer to her, crossing her arms on her chest. "Miss Veronica! The first time was your warning, the second time is termination. You can pack your bags and leave the hostel
Neon lights making her eyes hurt, she lowered her gaze as she walked inside. The man closed the door shut as she was forced to move forward and couldn't look back. Bernard was sitting on a couch, as usual his presence was dark and stark. She tried to see his face but couldn't. "How was your day Miss Veronica?" He asked in a husky voice. "It was fine Sir......." She replied, to the darkness. "I see, quite an adventurous one then" he remarked and she was unable to understand his statement. As much as she wanted to ask him about the reason for calling her, she hesitated. He was cold and merciless but also never hurt her. She wondered how he killed those two men. In her opinion death was something horrible and no man should be allowed to kill anyone. "Come here! Miss Veronica" he called out to her and she was shook out of her thoughts. Following his order, she stepped closer in the darkness. "Closer!" He said again, making her nervous as she took a few more steps near him. "Miss
He gave her a room on the ground floor while his was upstairs, on the first floor. The large penthouse even had a fountain in the middle and a large balcony where all of the city could be viewed. "Can I pay you after I get my salary?" She asked him as he showed her the room. "I don't think I asked you about money yet" he replied, not liking how she was so worried to pay him. "You might not need my money, but I will not stay if I won't pay you" Veronica told him, as she placed her suitcase inside which his butler bought just a few minutes ago. "God really made women complex! I didn't say I won't take it or if I don't need it. I said I haven't asked you yet so you shouldn't be worried about it. You can pay me whenever you'll be able to" Bernard raised his hands in air and gave up. She felt embarrassed for her rash reply. "I think you should rest now! See you at breakfast" he wished her and left the room. She was dumbfounded. All night her overthinking left no room to sleep. Turni
"I think you're busy Mr Bernard! We should talk some other time, maybe in the morning?" She suggested as she hesitated to step forward. She couldn't see his face and it looked like he was not in a good mood. Maybe she was afraid of drunk men. "Please come forward Miss Veronica!" He said in a monotone, turning his face to the side but not enough for her to see him. She hesitantly stepped forward to him and stood two feet away. She didn't know if he was alright or in a bad mood. She didn't know if she gave him any reason to be mad at. She was counting her overall encounters with him during the day when he suddenly turned around. "I thought we should discuss my rent, that's why I came here. I just got my salary" she mumbled in a slow voice, trying not to make him mad which to her astonishment he already was with that straight face. "Where's your phone?" He asked looking up in her eyes, and she got nervous. "It's in my bag" she replied. "Then take it out!" He commanded. She got sc
From that onwards she never protested again as Bernard dropped her to university everyday and when she would get off, his driver would come to pick her up and drop at the hotel. Life became easy for her momentarily. She did not realize how much she was getting used to all the luxuries he had provided her. Unknowingly everything was becoming a part of her life. On weekends they would spend some time talking over lunch, sometimes they would sit together in the library as he would work on his laptop and she would complete her assignments. On late, cold nights after work, they would sit together for a cup of coffee in the lawn and gaze at the shining stars. They both started to like each other's company, as she realised that he was really a decent man and nothing grumpy as she used to think. All he ever wanted was her presence beside him, and there were no more reasons to make their unnamed relationship complicated any further. She also realised that whatever he was doing for her was
Waves crashing against the rocks and the moon seeping through the clouds. The sea roared against the calm sky and it was all a melody to hear for the ones who could understand. It was a beautiful hut alongside the beach, furnished with glass as main material. Almost dreamy, it looked like straight out of a fairytale to her. He opened the car door for her himself. She stepped down, taking his hand as their eyes touched each other momentarily and soon parted. She was in awe of the beauty in her sight. He took her hand in his, as he led her toward the main door. He could see the awestruck expressions on her face and satisfaction bloomed in his heart. That's what he wanted, to see her happy and surprised. "Did you rent it?" She asked as they stepped inside and he closed the door on their back. "I own it, Veronica!" He felt a little disappointed by her words. Why would he bring her to a rental house? But of course her imagination was limited in that regard, she didn't actually know ho
The very next morning she woke up all alone in that comfy bed, with the sight of calming sea through the large window. She rubbed her eyes as she looked over, but of course she was all alone in that large room. She got up and realised that she had been wearing a silk night suit which he gave her last night. Taking a bath and brushing her teeth, she took off the night suit and wore her usual last night's dress. She descended the stairs and found him busy in the kitchen, as he whipped the coffee and placed the cups in the tray. "Good morning!" She greeted him with a smile. "Good morning pretty lady! Did you sleep well?" He raised his head to see her and this was what he actually wanted to experience. The sight of her waking up with him all smiling for him. "I did" she replied as she leaned over the counter and watched the delicious breakfast on the platter. "You made all this?" She asked him in bewilderment. "Yess and it's 07:00 am now! So we should better eat it and go back if y
After the incredible last night, she couldn't help but shake off the feeling of last night. She was so embarrassed to even face Bernard. When she woke up first in his bed, she turned around to see his face. He looked so handsome and calm while sleeping. The devilish face was no more fuming. She wanted to stroke his jaw, lock her fingers in his soft hair but contained herself. He was shirtless with his perfect chest on display. She wanted to stay in his arms and feel his skin, the most irresistible urge she ever felt. But instead she slipped from his bed quietly, only embarrassed to leave his room in panties and a shirt. She found her discarded jeans in the kitchen and thanked God a million times that Lara hadn't seen it yet. After going to her room, she locked it and took deep breaths for a good whole minute before going to shower and clear up her head. She was so ashamed to even see him at the dinner table, that she told Lara that she don't want to eat. But Bernard was another ma