As the car door flings open, I see a figure emerging from it. and I am relieved to know that it's not him. Thank God! A man then steps out of it and unlocks the back door. I am not able to get on his face from here, but I am damn sure that he is really handsome. I can see his muscular body, he is wearing a white Henley along with dark blue jeans. he is hot! plus he is damn tall, a few inches taller than 6 feet I guess. A cute little Beagle jumps out on him as soon as he opens the door. I smile as the dog licks his face with a wagging tail. In return, the man pats its back affectionately. Awwwwww! what's it with hot guys playing with cute pups? they look so adorable! I know a lot of ladies find men playing with kids sexy but for me its always men playing with little pets. that's weird I know, but I am practically drooling right now. I notice that now he is looking at my clinic and as it seems to be closed he looks around for someone to ask. he then looks at me and smiles. I return a smile and approach him.
"Hey! Do you have any idea about this animal health center? when does it open?" he asks.
"Actually I am Nicole Johnson, The owner. I mean this is my clinic." saying that I unlock the door and get in and turn around to face him. "Come in. I mostly work every day but sometimes on Sundays I close it a bit earlier."
I then switch on the lights. My clinic isn't a big Hitech one. It's simple with sufficient pieces of equipment. At one corner there is my desk and chair along with visitor's chairs. There are cabinets along the sides in the entire room stuffed with necessary supplies, on top instruments like autoclave, ultrasound machine, X-ray machine, etc are placed. At the center, there is a v-table for my little animal patients.
"Nice to meet you, Nicole. I never expected an animal doctor to be this beautiful. And I am sorry for bothering you." he says smiling.
My cheeks turn pink hearing that and I look at him shyly." It's okay, it is my job to be ready to attend my patients anytime." I say
I take a minute to look at his handsome face, he has short brown hair which is perfectly styled. pointed nose and square jawline. his eyes are of a lighter shade of emerald green. he seems to be hot. It looks like I have seen him somewhere, he looks so familiar. Oh my god! Oh my god! is he...is he Henry Cavil? it's definitely him. wait! but what would Henry Cavil be doing at my clinic? Oh come on Nicole, stop being so stupid! what is it with my Henry Cavil obsession huh? I am surely going to make a fool of myself one day.
As I am lost in my thoughts I can see him waving his hand in front of me. " Hey! , are you okay?" oh wow I've already made a fool of myself. Great Nicole! Now he must be thinking that I am some kind of desperate woman who is ready to jump his bones. oh god! why does this have to happen to me whenever I see a cute guy? Why can't I act normal for once?
"Yeah, I am fine. by the way, what is your dog's name?" I ask trying to ease the awkwardness in the room.
"Oh yes I forgot to tell, He is Bruno," he says looking at his dog.
I roll my eyes at him and say " That was so predictable, I don't want to offend you but every other dog has the same name. it's either Bruno or Tommy."
He chuckles at my response and arches an eyebrow saying "So what am I supposed to name him?"
"I don't know, I just feel bad that people don't find it worth spending a little time in naming their pets."
"Wow I wasn't expecting that, I guess you are really passionate about your work," he says with amusement in his voice.
" Yeah, that's why I am here doing what I always wanted to do." I smile at him.
We stare at each other for a moment and then I break the silence before it gets uncomfortable. " what's the problem with him then?" I say pointing towards Bruno in his arms.
"Oh Yeah," he begins to say scratching the back of his neck in embarrassment. "So in the morning while I was working in my study I heard Bruno's loud cry. I quickly came down and to my surprise I found him wincing in pain in the living room. it seems to me like he has a problem in his left leg because every time he tries to stand on it, it makes him whine in pain."
"Get him on that table, I'll be back in a minute," I say indicating towards the v-table. I proceed to one of the cabins near the desk. I put on my coat and as I wear my mask and gloves, I can feel his eyes on me. Turning around I began to make my way to the table carrying my stethoscope. Bruno is now sitting on it and I can clearly say from his face that he is really scared. He is looking at me with his puppy dog eyes. he looks so cute!
"Hey boy! don't be scared, I am not going to hurt you." I pat his head gently saying so. Within a moment he relaxes under my touch and begins to wag his tail. I make him lay down on his back and start to check his heartbeat with my stethoscope. After that I take a look at his left leg, as I touch it he whines in pain. I study his leg for some more time and turn around to face his owner.
" I think its just a muscle spasm. an outcome of his hyperactive nature I guess," he laughs at my response. then I continue "I am prescribing some muscle relaxants and make sure that you keep him properly hydrated so that this kind of problem may not arise in future."
"I will. Thank you and how much for the consultation?" he asks.
"Oh yeah. Seventy dollars." I say. what? why you all are wondering? I mean were you guys expecting me to not charge him? I mean come on, I know that he is really cute and I love treating animals but still I need to earn money to pay my bills. Right?
He hands me the bills and looks at me as if I am missing something. I raise an eyebrow at him in return.
"You haven't asked me the obvious," he says smiling
" And what is it?" I ask with confusion.
"My name!" He exclaims. " You haven't asked my name since I came here." he pouts at me saying that.
I laugh a little bit and say " I am sorry for that. So you are?"
Extending his hand for a handshake he says " I am Peter Smith."
Holy shit! as he says those words I realize, he is the only son of the owner of Smith industries. they are the leading company in marketing, imports, exports, and so many other fields that I don't even have an idea about. they have recently started a chain in tourism and hospitality too. This is insane! That's why he seemed to be so familiar. I have seen him on the cover of so many business magazines along with his father-James Smith. oh my god! I can't believe I am standing in front of the most eligible Billionaire bachelor of the state.
"The owner of Smith industries?" I ask him shaking his hand.
"Yes, not exactly though. my father owns it but I would be taking over it completely next year." He says proudly.
"So don't you have a personal doctor or vet? who would be looking after Bruno in an emergency?" of course he must be having, after all, he is the owner of a billion-dollar company.
"I do have. But at that time when I called him, he was busy somewhere else and said that it will take him a little longer to come here. And Bruno was really in pain so I thought that it would be better to take him to a nearby vet immediately. And see it turned out to be great, I got a chance to meet a lovely doctor." he says winking at me.
When I get to the kitchen, I find it to be empty. What the fuck? Was Christopher expecting me to live here with no necessities? How am I supposed to make food? Then I remembered what Christopher said to me before going. If I need anything I can tell the guards to get it. I think of considering that option, but then I realize I am not in a mood to have a conversation with anyone and especially with Christopher's men. They kind of creep me out.So I decided to go back to my room. I know that I have a backup, I remember bringing a packet of chocolate chip cookies. I fish it out of my bag and stuff some immediately into my mouth. I moan in satisfaction as they melt in my mouth. They are so fucking tasty. After taking two more cookies, I jumped onto the bed. Basically, I can't even keep myself engaged in cooking now, so the only thing that I can do is to compensate for my lack of sleep last night. Taking a brief nap wouldn't do any harm, right? Apart from that, I don't want to stress mysel
"Please Nicole, let me protect you."His words keep repeating unconsciously in my head, as I look out through the window of my temporarily new house. It sounded more like a statement than a question to me, as if he was telling me that he was going to protect me, anyway. I don't know why, but they oddly felt comforting.I can still picture the hint of hurt that appeared over his face when I held him responsible for what happened last night. I feel sad about saying those awful things to him, yet I don't regret saying them because whatever I said was true, and I meant everything about it. From the day Christopher has entered my life, nothing had been right for me. My life has changed completely with his arrival and I must include that it's not in a simple bad way, but more like a destructive way.The memories of last night begin to flash in front of me, with terrible thoughts occupying my mind. I remember how I had been attacked near the mall, and then the scene of intruder broking into
"If you want to talk about something... I am here. Okay?" She says, crossing her arms. I nod at her, and suddenly I remember the events of last night. How Nicole was been attacked and the intruder who broke into her house. The look of horror on her face when I came back. How inconsolably she was crying, holding me. How can I let it slip from my mind? Thinking about that, I say the only thing that comes to my mind at that time. "You can't live here Nicole." I blurt out. "What do you mean I can't live here?" She stares at me with confusion. "I mean it isn't safe for you to stay here," I tell her what exactly I meant. "Where am I supposed to live then?" She arches an eyebrow at me. I am taken aback by the sudden change in her demeanor. She glares at me with irritation. What happened to her suddenly? Wasn't she saying a second ago that she was here for me? "I'll arrange a place for you. You can live there and even I will be staying with you. Whatever happened last night wouldn't rep
Christopher "Please, don't leave." Her eyes look tired as she whispers to me. It makes me feel worse, thinking that I am the prime reason behind whatever she had experienced in the past few hours. I have never seen Nicole like this before. The Nicole in front of me has the deport of being immensely petrified, which is so unlikely of her. I never expected her to say those words to me. I have always seen her feisty and confident after I met her now. I remember the only time I saw fear in her eyes was the first time when she faced me a year ago, but even then, she didn't look this bad. I feel guilty knowing that I am the one who is responsible for this state of hers. She looks so vulnerable, lying on the bed, holding my hand. I give her a tender look as she keeps gazing at me. "I won't." A pleasing smile appears on her face hearing my words. I gently put her hand back on the bed and walk to her study table to get the chair from it. I put it near the bedside as I sit closer to her. Ta
"You should have known this. You have been working with me since you were seven, and yet you doubt me." He shakes his head in disappointment as he sits on the chair. "I thought nobody knew me better than you, Christopher." He looks at me trying to read my mind. "But I guess you haven't gained your memory completely after that accident." He says with a sad expression. Oh no, not this again. "If it's not you then who would have tried to do that?" I snap at him trying to get away from it before he starts with the whole memory loss ordeal conversation. I fucking hate it. "How would I know? apart from that, I have more important works to do rather than going behind some random usual bitch." He tells in a bored tone. I snap my head back at him furiously. I see all red in front of me hearing him say that. How dare he call her that? I'll fucking kill him. "Don't call her that." I spat at him. Just because he has raised me like a father and helped me get through my hard times, I am keeping
Christopher Hitting the ignition, I drive through the narrow road. I clutch the steering wheel with the same anger that was boiling inside me a few minutes ago. I would have killed that fucking bastard for touching Nicole. Who the fuck was he? What does he want from Nicole? From the corner of my eyes, I see Nicole staring at me sitting on the passenger seat. It seems like she intends to say something, but she doesn't take any initiative to do that. When I look at her, she diverts her attention back to the road. I don't pry her about it as I try to calm down myself. We ride back in silence. As I turn on the main road, Nicole interrupts. "Sam is calling. My friends, Samuel and Emily are waiting there. They would be worried about me." She tells, looking distraught. "We have to get back to them." I revolve around to look at her. She looks at me expectantly with her innocent eyes. I wish I could do as she wanted, but right now, I want to make sure that she is safe, and the only safe pla