My Man

Chapter 8- Research

*Lars POV

'Why was she so scared of me...why would she run away from me like that?' I think to myself before my brain reminds me, 'she saw you murder someone, idiot.'

Most girls find what I do attractive: my power, my looks. But her, no. She sees me for me.

She left me...for the second time. At a cafe, after too many mimosas.

'This isn't okay, we deserve to be together,' my thoughts drift off.

I get on my private plane from L.A. back to New York City.

Turning to Zander, I say, "find out EVERYTHING about Brielle. Why is she so terrified of me?"

Zander ponders for a minute. "Boss I'll find everything I can out, but if I may..." he kind of asks me for permission to continue.

I nod my head, he's my best friend, for life. Of course I'd listen to anything he had to say.

"I recognized that breakdown she had in your office that one day. That was PTSD. The fact that she's so hesitant and so jumpy, she's experienced some real shit. Trust me, I know the signs," Zander informs before continuing, "let her come to you. She will when she's ready."

As hard as that is to hear, I know he's right. She's been through some shit.

"Okay that's fine, I'll let her come to me. But find out why she's like this." I command. Zander nods his head, and I stare out the window of the plane, questioning why my girl can't trust me.