《The CEO》Chapter 12- The villian
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~DANIEL's POV~
I didn't know what to tell her as I just silently walked out of the school compound. She would definitely not have wanted to have anything to do with me if I informed her that Andrea was my fiancee ,that was why I kept it a secret despite the guilt that was eating me up.
But wait.....when did andrea get back into the country. I had left her behind when we went to study abroad together. She didn't even tell me she was back and just went ahead to threaten Anne behind my back.
"That bitch" I muttered as I took my phone ,dialed her number then called her, she picked up almost immediately.
"Hey darling" she said in a rather seductive but mocking tone, it was obvious she knew why I was calling.
"Miss me already?... Come to think of it ,this would be the first time you would be calling me ever since you left the UK."
"Just shut your crap and tell me where you are?." I yelled
"You already know where to find me." with that she hung up on me.
Of course I knew where she was, there was this particular house where we always met as kids, it was owned by her father but she told me she particularly picked an interest in that house because it made her feel safe and secure from this cruel world.
We were pretty much close as kids, she was kind of like a best friend to me because I hardly had any friends, not until we grew older and she became unnecessarily toxic and possessive towards me which made me to begin to develop a feeling of hatred towards her just as I had towards her father.
I sped in my black Ferrari towards her house in rage, I didn't bother ringing the door bell because I knew my biometrics would work on the machine since we both registered our biometrics there when we were kids and of course it worked , then I bashed into the house and stormed over to where she was. She was just standing in front of the glass of the building admiring the view of the whole area, she kept sipping a glass of red wine unbothered about the fact that someone bashed into the house. She most definitely knew it was me.
"So you are finally here, I thought you would have forgotten all about this place." She said as she walked over to the dinning and dropped her glass of wine on the dining table, she sat on one of the chairs in the huge dining and crossed her legs.
"Did you really have to go that far?"
I asked as I stormed over to where she was.
"Oh..... are you talking about the situation with Anne?" She paused then stood up, hovering around me.
"That wench needed to know her place and the fact that you're already mine."
"Yours?" I scoffed
"You gotta be kidding me right? How many times do I have to tell you that this marriage is definitely not going to work. Just quit with your madness already." I continued
"You really don't have a say concerning this, after all you are just my dad's puppet. And as far as he says we are getting married, we are going to get married." Her statement really enraged me but she was right, Mr jackson made me do a lot of bad things in the past to save my dads company which I definitely regretted and he also had full control over me
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"Would you shut it already... Both you and your dad are monsters , how on earth could humans be this cruel?" I yelled knowing where the conversation was headed to if I didn't shut her up.
" Oh please.....Don't try to act innocent here to save your face, if we are monsters then you are just the same and Anne is just a phone call away, I can call her now and tell her about your past and trust me she would leave you without batting an eyelid" she threatened as she kept scrolling through the call log of her phone.
"You wouldn't dare". I snatched the phone from her hands and gripped her by the shoulders tightly. She flinched in pain.
"Let go of me" she yelled and threw my hands off her shoulder.
"I wouldn't dare as long as you cooperate..stop flirting with her already, you are going to be married to me anyway" she scoffed.
"Just know one thing Andrea.. The stupid plan you and that monster you call a father are cooking up won't work ,especially on me". I said as I stormed out of her house in annoyance.
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~Anne's POV~
It had been a week now and I hadn't gone to the company nor the school because I didn't want to have any encounter with daniel like I had the other day. I was always coming home very drunk every night and my brother was beginning to get worried so he decided to call Jasmine to come over to our house. Jasmine came over to visit me on a tuesday as i sat on the couch in the living room.
"Henry is pretty worried about you...you know, you get home drunk everyday and you are running temperature too, you are not even picking my calls or replying to my texts again." She said as she laid her palms on my forehead trying to get a feel of my temperature.
"Its nothing serious. I'm just tired due to all the stress at work."
"Oh come on ....do you expect me to believe that? You are obviously burning up right now"she said then stood up from the couch we were sitting on.
"We need to get you checked up."she continued as she pulled my hand up so that I would stand up from the couch and we could head for the hospital, I dragged her hand down and pulled her back to the couch
"I'm really fine. I just need a few days to rest and I would be better."
"Is this because of Mr Rogers?" She asked.
"What a-re y-ou tal-king about? Why wo-uld i be sic-k because of him" I stuttered as I tried my possible best to avoid eye contacts with her. My eyes had become teary from hearing his name.
"You know you cant lie to me. So tell me what happened.". As usual she knew me better than any one else, I knew I had to tell someone given the fact that it was bottled inside me for about two weeks, I just had to let it all out.
"He lied to me Jasmine....he deceived me..he pretended to have no idea who Andrea was only for me to find out she was his fiancee, he even had the guts to ask me out." I yelled as tears freely fell down from my eyes. Jasmine just calmed me down by hugging me and Patting me at my back with shock written all over the face.
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"I Really can't believe he did that to you..you really trusted him so much" she said patting me on the back, she then pulled me away from the hug with her two hands still on my shoulders.
"But the most important thing is that you love him right?" She asked without expecting a reply from me, she most definitely knew that I did love him, she let go of my shoulder then cupped my face with her hands,
"Then go for it."
"But he has a fiancee and he deceived me too"I replied rather confused, how was I supposed to go after someone who was about to get married.
"You really need to stop putting others before yourself, you gotta be selfish sometimes, Andrea got you kicked out of school and you can't even find a decent job because of her so what's soo wrong about snatching her fiance from her? I mean you have to be the villain ones too."
"How am I supposed to do that?, when he tricked me into believing he didn't know andrea personally." I asked wiping my tears with the back of my palms as she un-cupped my face.
"I'm sure he explained himself to you right?" She asked and I nodded in agreement.
"Then why don't you give him one more chance and trust him, who knows? something good might come out of it"
"I can't do that....I really can't do that" I said as I kept shaking my head as hot tears started falling from my eyes again.
"Anne...." She said looking at me pitifully as she dragged me back into her embrace.
It was night, Jasmine had already left and I decided to go out for a drink like always, henry was worried and told me not to go but I just ignored him, I went to a small restaurant and took about three bottles of beer, I felt so tipsy and I could feel my head spinning but I still decided to go back home. I staggered and kept swaying left and right as I walked down the dark alley, there were two men with some kind of weird tattoos on their hands, they looked hefty , but I kept on staggering down the road not minding them.
"Hey sweetheart..do you want to come along with us?" one of them said as he forcefully took my left hand.
"Let me go" I said weakly as I jolted my hands away from his. I couldn't see them clearly as everything around me was so blurry and I most definitely knew that I couldn't fight against them.
"Why should we?" He said and grabbed my hand again as he dragged me down the opposite side of the dark alley. I staggered along weakly because I wasn't in my senses. I just kept on muttering for them to leave me alone, I didn't even have the strength to cry for help, my head was spinning as I staggered along with them.
" let her be." I heard a rather husky voice say from behind me, I turned around only to see Daniel's blurry face, then I suddenly started hearing people punching each other......I blacked out due to the impact of the alcohol.
I woke up the next morning on my bed with a slight headache. I felt a light grip on my wrist, I turned to my side to look at who it was. It was daniel holding my hands, he sat down on a chair beside my bed and was sleeping like a baby as he laid his head on my bed and gripped unto my hands lightly. I then recollected what had happened the previous night, how he had rescued me from those men when I was drunk. I watched him sleep and admired his facial features, he looked as calm as a baby while sleeping and was good looking as always then I noticed a bruise on his forehead, it must have been because of the fight last night, I slowly brought my hands close to touch the bruise but he suddenly opened his eyes which took me aback....I was surprised at the same time embarrassed about the fact that he saw me trying to touch his face, so I started fiddling with my fingers....but yeah that was obviously a stupid thing to come up with, I just felt more embarrassed.
"You are awake?." He asked with a bedroom voice.
"Yeah...as you can see... but what are you doing here" I said trying to keep a straight face as I sat upright and pretended not to remember what happened.
"You were drunk last night so I took you home....you held my hands when I was about to leave and told me not to go that's why I stayed here."
"I did?" I replied surprised, I felt embarrassed and covered my face with my palms.
He suddenly moved close to me and sat opposite to me on the bed.
"Am really sorry anne....I didn't mean to......
I didn't know how it happened but I suddenly clashed my lips against his not allowing him to finish his statement. I felt so foolish for doing that so I drew back a little
"I'm -so....." . I wasn't able to complete my statement when he surprisingly clashed his lips against mine too and kissed me more passionately than the last time, he held both sides of my cheeks and i felt flustered,I closed my eyes as I creased both sides of his shirt around his waist tightly as I parted my lips allowing him to kiss me better,.....it was at that moment I knew I deeply loved him and didn't want to let go of him either
Maybe it wouldn't hurt to be a villain for once. He was worth the risk anyway..
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