I won't stop the production of my chapters for this story. That's what I've decided. I love all of my readers btw !
- ALEX P.O.V -
It hurt to sit down so I just layed on my stomach in my bed. The audacity of him to actually w- WOOP me as if I were his child ! He was crazy if he thought THAT was the way to discipline women. I could yell abuse and he would be arrested. Though considering his status, the charges would drop before the cops even made it to his front door. Speaking of status. . .
I shuffled across my stomach to my dresser that hoisted my laptop and grabbed it. It was purple and grey with surround sound effects. The 'DELL' sign outlined on the back with silver filling. I opened and powered it up. Why'll I waited I received an incoming text message but ignored it. My anxiousness was too much at this point to deal with carrying on a boring conversation in abbreviated messages like 'wyd' or 'hru' when I could just call them, which I wasn't about to do.
As soon as I logged in my desktops icons appeared with the background of me and Hanna in a slide show doing funny faces. I launched my google chrome and searched up 'Noah Castell' in the google search bar. My eyes widened at the realization that Noah had been telling the truth, and only the half of it.
I clicked the Wikipedia web link and read. Apparently not only was Noah a billionaire but he's the most eligible bachelor in the whole U.S. He had businesses and business deals set up in almost all 50 states of the U.S., Asia, and Europe. South America is pending.
This man was truly something else. He was wealthy and well set up for life, which only brought about the two obvious questions. Why was he settled down in San Francisco of all places ? I mean it's great here and all but he could have so much more. And the second question, why of all women he could have picked on did he choose me ? He could have chosen the hottest model or the untouchable gems they call actresses, to blackmail and be his. So why me ?
It didn't matter now, the deed was done and there was no going back. I backed out of the link and quickly skimmed through the other ones. Noah was right, he is in every current magazine issue there is. Whether it's the front cover or a side picture on the front cover, he was there. People magazine, US Weekly, Maxum, Rolling Stone, The Chronicle, Black Enterprise, hell even the damn Nickolodiean magazine knew who he was while I was completely clueless.
He may be rich and successful but he is still a prick. An abusive one at that. I shuddered and closed my laptop. After replacing it on my dresser, I moved to turn my lamp off when someone knocked on the door. I did a double take towards the knocking noises direction, not believing someone was knocking on my door at 10:42 in the night. I decided to just let the person knock a couple of more times then get the hint and go away. I let my face sink to my pillows to try and drown out the noise but it seemed that the knocking started becoming a heavy rasp, getting louder and more intent. I flung the covers back with a passion, slipped on my slippers, and walked furiously to the front. Oh they were gonna get it.
"Do you KNOW what-", I stopped in mid sentence once I saw who was behind the door. This was just perfect.
"What are you doing here ?"
"I can't come visit my business partner ?", Noah said with a smug on his face. Apparently he found this situation amusing.
"Business partner ? We have no business, and no, you can't. "
"Don't we ? You do what I say, when I say, how I say it, and you accommodate me at my command. That sounds like a pretty fine business partner to me, one that knows their place. "
"I know my place alright. Apparently it's across your lap with my arms and legs restrained so you can beat me half to death. ", I said disgusted.
"I do not 'beat', Alex, I whoop. There's a big difference in the two. ", Noah said slightly offended.
"Yea ? Well I don't see the difference. ", I said still feeling the tingles of pain in my ass from when he hit me last.
"If I had beat you, you would have been able to leave my office this afternoon. I would have had to carry you to my car and drive you home. Had I beat you, you wouldn't be walking right now, I have a feeling you know this already. " Noah said eyeing me with a stern look to make sure that I knew that the words that he spoke were true.
"Better than you know. "
Noah's eyes were filled with questions but he said nothing. We stood there staring at each other for less than a second when he invited himself in and shut the door behind himself. He was standing infront of me now and I had to admit it was kinda funny seeing a man of such tall frame and muscular stature standing in my little personalized condo. He didn't seem to mind but began looking around as if trying to spot something.
"What are you looking for ? Sirely you haven't been here before to miss place something. ", I said amused.
"No but surely you haven't misplaced a roommate within the hours you've left my office now have you ?", Noah said still looking around.
All of my amusement left me and I realized that I had told him I couldn't live in his home because I had a roommate, which I didn't. And now he was here to see that for himself. Inwardly I began to panic and said the first thing that came to mind.
"No, I haven't misplaced her. She's visiting her boyfriend for a little while. I don't know when she'll be back but she just left today."
"Oh, is that so ?"
"Yes, now I'm tired. If you would see yourself out please. "
I walked away and failed to realize the footsteps behind me or the lock of the front door being latched into its place. I stepped inside of my bed room but when I turned to close the door, there he was, staring down at me.
"What the hell ? Why are you still here ?", I said shocked and a little jumpy from the scare that he gave me.
"I'm sleeping with you tonight. ", Noah said matter of a factly.