Boss's Woman - Regretful Hero

Chapter 7

"What do you want?" I asked him annoyed. This guy has some nerve to come near me after what he did!

"Well, well, well. Isn't you the little chubby girl that fell over my feet just the other day? You don't look so bad, actually." The egocentric pig said while looking at me with indecent concentration. His eyes were wondering fixedly at my chest and I was not, by a long chance, interested to hear anything he had to say. I decided to continue with my exercise, ignoring him and moving even more to the side so I wouldn't have to listen to him anymore.

"So," he said. "What about..."

"No." I said rudely, completely unfazed by the cocky smile he was flashing in my direction.

"You didn't let me finish." He said angry and gave a step closer to me. I looked at his feet menacingly and he might have realized he was about to overstep because he stopped where he was.

"It is no, anyway. I don't want to talk." I was considering training in another part of the gym because I really didn't want to have anything to do with this person. 

He was looking at me a little bit stunned by my words and didn't seem at all pleased that he was being cut down without so much of a glance on my part. Maybe he considered himself a god gift to women but I sure didn't feel anything but displeasure for him.

He was gorgeous and fit and, apparently, he thought it was a dream for any woman to be approached by him. But having experienced some of his gentleness already, and seeing how bad he could behave to some stranger woman, I was not about to be coerced in any way or form to go out with him, if that was his intention.

"It's really funny how you are trying so hard to look cool." He was looking thoroughly at me now and had his arms crossed like he was assessing me. "I would think a girl your size would be more thankful for the attention I am giving you."

He was a douchebag, wasn't he? Why do some guys have the looks but nothing more working for them?

"Thankful... my... ASS." I said slowly, so he could catch the seriousness of my words. "Get lost or I am going to make a complaint about you. I am serious" I finally looked directly at him and was very much in shock by the greedy look I was seeing in his eyes. What the hell is wrong with these people? Until yesterday no one ever had noticed me and now this? What does Robert want with me, anyway? He tripped me just the other day and was really a jerk to me, and yet he thinks I should be grateful to him?! He is a piece of work.

"Complain about what? I am doing you a favor." He looks cocky and arrogant and I can sense by his posture he is so sure of himself and of his power over the female population, he is not about to believe someone is rejecting his approach.

He couldn't understand that there was no point in him being handsome if he wasn't kind and polite too. He was so preoccupied with showing himself to others that he forgot to develop a nice personality to match his face. He did nothing for me, honestly.

"Take your favor with you and shove it, buddy. Leave me alone. You are not my type and I am not interested in you." I was about to scream Jason's name any moment if this guy didn't go away.

"Not your type? Are you kidding me? You are delusional. Do you really think another man in this gym is going to ask you out on a date? You better accept now because I am losing my patience here." He was now furrowing his browns at me and was tapping his foot in a gesture of impatience. He really thought I was just playing hard to get? What a jerk.

I took my bottle of water and turned around to leave to do my exercise in another place. I heard a gasp of disbelief coming from my back but didn't turn around to see his reaction. I was going to complain about him if he so much approached me another time.