Chapter 9: Situation

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Chapter 9

Christian's POV

          "We're here, Mr. Grey." Taylor announced, parking beside the curb.

          Opening the car's door, I stepped out. I came here from work. A little tired but the thought of some bastard's paws are on waist of sweet Miss Collier wakes the living lion out of me. Just hoping not to see something that would make me get furiously mad.

          "Taylor, you could go somewhere else while waiting. I'll make a call if I had Miss Collier with me so better not to go too far."

          Taylor nods. "Yes, Mr. Grey."

          I head inside and I could hear from here a soft music playing from the grounds. It's near evening, checking my watch; I see it's past 6 in the evening already. Once I've reached the event grounds, as usual, college students filled the ground. As I walked in, some eyes starts to glance and look at me and I don't care. Not so long some silly girls starts to smile at me but I gave back nothing in return.

          I don't came here for you ladies.

          Walking past the crowds, my eyes landed on that two person on the middle of the stage. Abruptly, blood runs through my veins ferociously.

          I don't want what I'm seeing right now. I really don't fucking want everything that I'm seeing right in front of me. Ivory is inside of the arms of that fucking bastard. They aren't dancing with the music. Balling my fist, I saw them. Ivory pushing that fuck away from her. I wanted to run into them and punch that guy acrossed his face but I shall contain myself. I stay there for a couple of seconds.

          Get your fucking arms off of little Miss Collier's waist!

          Little brave Ivory pushed the guy with all her might. He seems to be taken aback. He should be thankful I didn't punch him on his face. He looks apologizing to what have happened but too late, Ivory left him standing on the middle of the crowd.

          Before I could even process everything, Ivory is coming on my way. I still on my place and let Miss Collier to bumped on me.

          "I-I'm sorry!--"

          She looked up at me and I've seen those beautiful green eyes again. Her mouth's a little open; shocked. Her eyes are wide; confused and her lips are just making it hard for me not to look at it. Shit.

          "Christian?!" She gasped.

          I didn't smile insted I keep my look, the look that I have on my face when I saw everything that that guy did to her. She took a step back, not sure what to say.  "W-Why are you even here?"

          I keep my hands inside my pocket although I wanted to grab her wrist and pull her out of here now.

          "Good evening Miss Collier. Nice to see you too again." I greet her; obviously ignoring her question.

          "Why are you here?" She asked once again.

          "I believed you told me throught e-mail that you will be attending a party?."

          She frowns, completely lost. "But I barely even remember that I told any place. I haven't told any but...but how come you find me here?"

          Oh, I get what I want, Miss Collier. "I just have my own ways, Ivory."

          It was just now that I got to see her fully. She's on a white dress that finishes just above her knees. I could see those white knees that soon will kiss the floor when I instruct her to kneel down in front of me with nothing covering her perfect body. Her nude heels that makes her slim legs to look much longer. Her legs, arms and shoulders that's gloriously exposed in my view.

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