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Third-person POV—
"Oyeeeee, stop right there," she shouted.
He immediately stopped on his way after hearing her shout.
When she saw him stop, she couldn't help but feel proud of herself.
She immediately went in front of him, then held his hand in her hand, put his money back as he did, and stepped back.
She did all this so quickly that no one could understand what she did.
When his bodyguards saw that she had touched him, they immediately came into action and were about to attack her, but Jack stopped them by showing his hand in the air and motioning for them to leave.
It was also a sign for them to not let anyone come here.
When she saw that his guards were going to attack her, she got scared for some seconds. But she didn't show that on her face; she pretended that this was not affecting her.
When he stopped them, she relaxed a bit. To be honest, she didn't expect he would stop them. But when she saw they were all going somewhere, she left them alone. Now she knew that she was in trouble.
Now they were standing in the airport's private area. Which was covered by his security guards so no one can come there without Jack's permission.
She starts asking God for help. "God, don't help stupid people," her subconscious answers.
Now, they are alone in the whole hall, facing each other.
One was looking at it, the other with interest.
And the other one with anger.
"What do you think of yourself, king?" she asked.
"Yes," he answered.
This, yes, works like oil in a fire.
Her whole face turns red because of anger.
Looking at her angry red face, she looked so cute, he thought he wanted to pinch her red cheeks. His hand was reaching to pull her cheek. So, to control himself, he put his hands in his pockets.
"Rich people like you think that all problems can be solved by money.
You think that because you have money, you can buy the whole world. I am talking with you nicely, and you're showing me your stupid attitude," she said in her same angry voice.
"Stop there; otherwise, you will regret this," her subconscious threatens her.
She ignored her subconscious threat.
"First of all, it's your fault; you're the one who pushed me and also damaged my dress. Thanks to God, coffee was not that hot; otherwise, it would have almost burned my hand," she said, showing him her red hand.
He looked at her milk-white hand, and he started to think about what would happen if the coffee was hot and if her hand got burned. He couldn't imagine her hand with burning marks or any marks; he felt angry at himself for being careless. He didn't know what was wrong with him today; he never cared about others' pain, but here, this little girl's pain was affecting him. He wanted to ask her how she was feeling, but again, Jack's ego did not give him permission for that.
Then, he heard her voice again.
He looked up but didn't hear anything because his whole focus was on her lips, which were moving continuously; those lips he wanted to shut with his hand...his lips.
After that, he can't control himself. He took one step closer to her and held her by her neck, and with the other hand, he pulled her by her waist and pulled her closer.
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