Chapter Seven

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Cemil's POV

I opened my eyes and took a deep breath. The room I was in smelt differently and I looked around the unfamiliar room. I sat up and groaned low. I felt my stiff muscles and decide to take a shower before leaving the room.

I got up and walked towards a door in the room. Thankfully, it turned out to be a bathroom so I didn't waste anytime and got in the shower immediately after getting rid of the remaining clothing on my body.

The shower was nice and it helped me relax my muscles. I stayed on the hot running water for half an hour and then got out. I used a clean towel I found to dry myself and then put on some clothes I found in a closet. I took my dirty clothes in my hand and exited the room.

It wasn't hard to locate the kitchen since I just followed the delicious smell down there. I got in and saw Mr rude cooking. I didn't know what to say so I just stood there and watched the man cook.

"The laundry is two doors down the hall. Just leave your clothes there and come back for breakfast." Mr rude said without even looking at me which was a rude thing to do.

You don't address someone with your back, its rude. But then again, it wasn't a surprise. Leave it to Mr rude to demonstrate his name, rude.

I scowled at his behavior but left the room without saying anything. I found the laundry room and dropped my clothes in a basket. I was very hungry so I took the offer of Mr rude and went back to the kitchen for breakfast.

I found him setting the food on the table at which I silently sat. There was pancakes, eggs and bacon with apple, mango and orange juices.

"You can take what you like and you can tell me if you want coffee or tea."

"No I'm fine." I said and started putting some food on my plate. I started eating silently but then I decided ask something I had been dying to ask.

"Is there anyone else in the house?" I asked.

He looked at me for a long time and I began to think maybe it was a wrong question to ask. Actually, I haven't sensed anyone else in the house and I knew there was no one else beside him and me but I wanted to make sure. I looked away from his gaze and stare on my plate.

"No."

I lifted my head from my plate to him but I found him not looking at me. He was busy typing away on his laptop. I shrugged and continued eating the delicious food on my plate.

"So what happened to you yesterday?"

I scoffed at his question. He was prying in my private life and I didn't want to share my story with a rude person.

"None of your business Mr rude."

"It became my business when you chose to enter my car." He pressed.

"A choice that you pushed me to make. You wouldn't leave me alone and you practically begged me to enter your car."

He frowned looking at me and somehow looked lost at words. I knew when he started typing on his laptop that I had won the argument.

"I understand you don't feel like telling me that your so called boyfriend dumped you in the middle of nowhere at night."

My jaw dropped at his words.

"What? No!" I exclaimed.

"I understand the guy though. You can be irritating at times." He closed his laptop and smirked at me. I bet he was feeling happy at his accusations.

"I don't have a boyfriend and I'm not irritating. No one can dump me in the middle of nowhere. It was just a misunderstanding that led to me being out there that late." I said.

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