Caesar's Rose

Chapter 113

"Here is.....here is your blanket," I managed to say as I handed him the blanket with my uneasy hands.

"Thank you," he said, still smiling as he collected the things from me.

"Good night," I said, turning to leave, but he held my arm. It sent sharp shivers down my spine and my heart raced instantly.

I snatched my arm from his hold, scowling at him.

"Hey, relax," he said, raising his hands slightly in surrender but still having a smile on his annoying face.

"Don't touch me again," I snarled and whispered.

"Okay, okay, I am sorry." He said.

I walked away from him, heading to my room.

"Good night," I heard him say, but I kept walking away without responding.

My heart was still racing at its fast pace.

I entered my room, closed the door behind me and rested my back on it.

I let out a breath as my cheeks heated up the minute his body and charm was replayed in my head.

He is nothing but a jerk.

A gorgeous jerk.

Ugh.

Just stop it already.

I heaved a sigh as I walked towards my bathroom. I stripped off my clothes and picked them up. I put them in a basket meant for used clothes.

I let my hair fall and then packed it in a rough bun before entering the bathroom.

I walked towards the bathtub and prepared a bubble bath for myself.

I deserve that. I have been stressing my head, my hands and my butt for hours now.

Yes.

My butt.

My butt has been sitting on that floor since I came back from school.

I deserve a nice and cool bubble bath.

I walked to the sink, picked up my brush and applied it on before I started brushing. I stared at the mirror as I brushed, and my mind moved HIM.

I scoffed, rolling my eyes as I continued brushing.

Wait.

He is in our house?

I seriously can't believe that CJ Imperial, my biggest bully, is in our house.

How could this happen?

And my mum welcomed him with open arms.

How sweet.

She even made him sleep over similar because it was pouring heavily outside.

Talking about it is dangerous for him to go out there.

Yeah yeah, he is my boss' son.

His father doesn't care if you take care of his son, mum. Neither does his son care if you respect his dad.

If they had the chance, they would kill each other.

Their relationship is fucked up!

I heaved a sigh, shaking my head as I continued brushing.

It is still pouring heavily outside though.

I guess it is going to be a cozy night.

I love it.