CHAPTER 5 : LIVING WITH THE DEVIL

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-Natalie POV-

I sit in the dining room, staring out the window. My phone rings and I look at it. I see its Layla and I pick it and answer "Hé, Layla, quoi de neuf?" (French – Hey, Layla, what's up?) I don't want to take a chance that someone is listening. She says confused "Why are you speaking French?" I say as I look down "Je ne veux pas que quelqu'un écoute." (French – I don't want someone to listen.) She says confused "Where are you?" I look around and say softly "Je suis au manoir de Carter. Il m'a kidnappé ce matin et maintenant j'attends juste qui'il revienne." (French – I am at Carter's mansion. He kidnapped me this morning and now I am just waiting for him to come back.) She says surprised "What? He kidnapped you? Why? I mean are you okay?" I smile slightly and say "Oui ç ava. J'ai eu l'emploi. Je suis son assistant personnel maintenant." (French – Yeah I'm fine. I got the job. I am his personal assistant now.) She sighs and says "Sweety, I don't think you should work for him. I mean it is clear he is dangerous..." I take the phone away from my ear when I hear Carter's voice "Where is she?" I say to Layla "Ecoute mon amour, je te parlerai plus tard, Carter est de retour, je t'aime." (French – Look love, I'll talk to you later, Carter is back. I love you.) I hang up and stand up. I turn around and see Carter in the doorway.

He says as he walks closer to me "Who were you talking to?" I say to him as I put my phone down "I was talking to Layla, Love. Did you find Zoey?" He stops right in front of me as he says "Yes we did, and she is back with her father. He is very grateful to you for finding her." I smile and say "I'm glad she is safe." He says as he nods "Yes, now you can tell me how the fuck did you find her. There wasn't anything in you background about you knowing how to hack." I smirk and say as I sit down again "That's because you only found what I wanted you to find, Love. You can dig how deep you want into my background, but you will never find what you are looking for. Because it doesn't exist anymore. I wiped it clean, there is no trace of it left. The only way you will find out, would be through me, and that's never going to happen. No one but me knows about what happened in my past. Not even my family." He stares at me and says "What did you do that was so bad, that you felt the need to wipe every inch of it?" I say as I look at him "That's for me to know and for you to never find out. And before you try, Love, you can torture me all you want, but you will never find out." He pushes me against the wall and stares at me.

He says as I look up at him "I promise you, Baby Girl, I will find out." I say as I smile and look down "Good lu..." I stop when I see a bruise on his chest, by his shirts opening. I open his shirt more and say as I put my hand over the bruise "Carter, what the bloody hell happened?" He says as he looks at me confused "They were tough, that's all. They got a few hits in. It will heal, okay? No need to worry." I look up at him and say "You should've bloody taken me with you, you could've bloody died, Carter." He takes a step back from me as he looks at me in a way I can't decipher and says "Well I'm not dead, so come, let me take you home to get your things." I frown in confusion at him, but nod. We walk to the front door and walk out, we get into his car and some of his men follow us in the SUV's as we drive through the main gates.

The ride is long and we make it back to my house. We get out and walk up to the door. We go inside and I walk to the kitchen. I see Mike and Layla sitting there, looking worried. I say to them "No need to look so bloody worried, I'm fine." Layla stands up and walks up to me. She hugs me and says "How did you get here? Are you sure you are okay? What exactly happened?" Before I can say anything, Carter says as he walks into the kitchen "I brought her here, she is fine, I didn't touch her and she is moving in with me." I turn and look at Carter "Seriously Bastard?" He smirks at me and I turn to Layla "Help me pack, before I bloody murder him." She nods and walks with me to my room.

Layla says as she closes my door "Why exactly are you moving in with the Devil?" I say to her as I start to gather all my things "Well, since I am going to be his personal assistant, he wants me to be available to him at all times, so he asked me to move into his mansion. So I am not moving in with him, I am just going to live with him, in two separate rooms." She says as she looks at me concerned and helps me pack "But are you thinking this through, he is your boss. And your chains likes being rattled by him. And now you just want to go live with him?" I say as I look at her "I know, Love, trust me, I bloody know. But he didn't really give me a bloody choice, he just said I am going to live with him and do everything he bloody tells me to do, and he bloody choked me and all I could think about was how bloody badly I wanted to kiss him. God, something is seriously bloody wrong with me." Layla says as she looks at me surprised "Wait, hold up. Il t'a étouffé, pourquoi fais-tu ça alors? Pourquoi vas-tu faire tes valises et vivre avec lui?" (French – He choked you, why are you doing this then? Why are you packing and going to live with him?)

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