Crossing The Devils Path

chap 4- the walk

Richards pov:
My father was so stubborn and determined that Richa would be the only woman involved in our plan. He hadn't even met her but he did mention that he found out stuff about her. I had never seen my father trust anyone so much, let alone a woman from the other end of the world . I was contemplating what to do while walking to Richas room. On reaching the room I saw it was empty. I checked the bathroom too but no one was there . I started to get worried .Where could she be? I was rushing out of the room when the news on tv caught my attention. It was a picture of me carrying Richa in my arms and taking her inside my mansion.
Oh damn! She must have seen this and freaked out. God this is not good.

I raced down the stairs, frantically searching for Richa . One wrong move on her part and I would be finished . I met the maid on my way, she told me she saw Richa going in the kitchen. So I immediately went there and thanks to my lucky stars I caught Richa in time from sneeking out.

"Going somewhere?" I asked, smirking. Her back was towards me but she visibly froze at the door. She turned around and to my suprise looked perfectly cool and collected. She fake- smiled at me and said
"Nothing much just looking around. I could see the garden was quite a view from my room so I decided to take a look. Care to join?"

This woman has lost her senses in shock . She is behaving like shes my friend and its ok to take a walk in my garden when she barely even knows me . God this woman is a different specie herself.
"Sure" I said ,goin to her and opening the door so I could lead the way.
For sometime we walked together side by side in comfortable silence. I took this time to assess her . In her jeans and shirt she looked gorgeous. No makeup , no perfume .....just naturally beautiful. She was quite a sight and I would have continued staring had she not interrupted our silence.
"I'm not going to play any games with you. To be honest, I saw the news and yes I also heard the conversation with your father." She said calmly.

"Thats good right? I really didn't know how to break the information to you that you wouldn't be going home anymore." I said coldly.
"But you can't keep me hostage here. Its illegal to keep a person , let alone a woman in your house without her consent. I don't even want to know what plan you want me to be a part of and why" she said "All I want to do is go home. "
Suddenly she turned to face me and looked at me with her beautiful brown eyes . They held sadness and something deep in their depths....hope . Hope that I would let her go. Free her from the world she hasn't even stepped into yet.
"Please" is all she said and kept looking at me.

I wasn't ever a feelings person believe me when I say I am ruthless. I never dated a woman. Women threw themselves at me because of my greek god looks and my own unique style. I would only bed them for a night and then forget about them. But this woman standing in front of me made something move inside me. I wanted to give in to her plea but my mind replayed my father's words:
"Then find a way you idiot . You should have thought about this before saving her then. Make her fall in love with you but remember the work should be done".

I looked down at her and said
" I can't let you go now . U already know I need you for this plan of mine. All I can do is give you time to think this over once i tell you what is all this and why we need you specifically. "
She looked at me , thinking about what I just said. "Ok " she said and we started walking back towards the house.
She suddenly stopped in her tracks and said "but.."
"But what?" I enquired
"What if I do not agree to do whatever you have planned for me to do ?What if its dangerous? "
I couldn't help but laugh at her question because she didn't come across as a person who was scared of anything . She gave me a quizzical look due to my response so I straightened up and bent low to whisper in her ear
"Baby, you will have to agree or else ...I have ways . Your safety will be taken care of be rest assured" I said whispering in her ear.
Being this close to her was infectious. She smelled like heaven , she had used my body wash but some women's shampoo which smelled of frosted strawberries . It was intoxicating , I never needed so much self control next to even the most hottest models I had slept with .

Her cheeks heated and she looked
So adorable when flushed. Cautiously, she took a step backwards and started walking back to the house .

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Richas pov:
I was lying down on the bed and flipping through magazines.
When a particular magazine with Richards photograph on the cover , caught my attention . He was wearing black aviators with a crisp black suit and wolf grey tie. He looked beyond sexy.
There was a line written under his picture which said
"All you need to know about THE RICHARD CARLSON" turn to page 12.
Intrigued, I opened page 12 to see all that I could know of my captor.
The first paragraph was about his birth , hometown and stuff. The second was about his business accomplishments . He owned his first company when he was 18. He begun working from the lowest position in the company although the company was a gift from his father. Through sheer hardwork , determination and experience he made it to the list of the top 10 youngest businessman at the age of 23 . And now at 32, he owned 20 restraunts all over the world, 5 publishing houses and diversified in many other things. He made" The Carlson's " into a brand name which sold everything from mens suits to women's accessories. He was a self-made man.

Wow this guy is simply amazing. He setup his own empire from just one
Company.
When I moved to the next paragraph it contained information about his so called love life. Which after reading it, I felt should have been termed as his "bed life". Numerous mistress not even one date. Except there was a part which said Richard had once been engaged to a famous international runway model. But two years after they got engaged she broke it off and disappeared . No one ever knew where she went and sources said that Richard tried very hard to convince her before she disappeared without a trace. Ever since he only beds women and his ex fiancé became a forbidden topic.

Hmm Richard the romantic type? Engaged? Broken? Hurt? Or maybe betrayed? Maybe theres more then what he shows himself to be .

I heard a knock on the door and turned to see Miss Collins , Richard's maid.
"Good afternoon madam."
"Please call me Richa"
She smiled and another maid came in with a trolley of clothes , and a few boxes of Louboutin pumps.
I instantly sat up ,wondering what all this meant.
"What's all this?" I asked curious.
"Richa, these are for you. Mr. Carlson sent these. Tonight he has invited you for dinner in the outhouse at 8pm sharp. He expects you to chose from any one of these dresses and he has also arranged for people to help you get ready. They will be here by 630pm. "

Oh my god! What! Hes invited me for dinner? Why is he being so nice? Wait! woah ! Dinner? As in date? And why should I get ready just to meet him in the outhouse?

*sighs*

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