I'm Not Yours, Mr Billionaire

*Chapter THIRTEEN*

ELSA

I decided to spend the next two days staying inside the house. I started my day by cleaning the house. Once it was done, I ordered food, and I played a random film to watch while I was eating.

I felt lonely and decided to call Aria, to update her that I was in London and also to let her know that I'm working.

"Aria?"

"Who is this?" I no longer use my old phone number to avoid my parents tracking me. I gave my phone to my dada when I met him at the airport.

"This is Elsa"

"What the -" I laughed, hearing her cursing.

"Aria"

"How are you? Where the hell are you? Whose number is this? Are you safe?" I slowly answered her question and briefed her about what exactly happened and how I ended up coming here.

"When your mum called me and informed me that you were missing, I was shocked, and I thought someone had kidnapped you. I was so worried about you. It seems like you are enjoying your life without updating me." I choked on my saliva when I heard her say I'm enjoying being here.

"Enjoying my ass! I thought leaving my house would make me better, but after I started working for Mr Martinez, I realized it's better to get married than to work for him."

"Is the job terrible?"

"The job is awesome, but my boss, he is such a pain in my ass."

"What? You said the boss is your dada friend but, why is he treating you badly?"

"Well, I'm not directly working for Mr Aidan Martinez. His son, Louis Martinez, is the current CEO, I'm working for him."

"Oh, just give me a second let me grab my laptop, I'll FaceTime," she said and immediately hung up and FaceTimed me. The moment I saw her face, tears started whelming up. I miss her so much.

"What happened to you?" Why are you so pale? Are you even eating? You are so thin?" Here she goes. She acts like my mom when it comes to my health. I have become weak since my Post graduation, one day I fainted while we were presenting our presentation, and from then till now she has acted like my mom when it comes to my health.

"When was I fat? I'm not pale, it's cold here, and I am eating, so don't worry my dear Aria mummy." We both chuckled. No matter how far I am, she still cares for me.

"What did you say your name was?" she questioned.

"Louis Martinez. Why?"

"Just Google his name."

"No, I don't."

"Why? Found it. Let me go through his bio." I didn't want her to know about him or the information that's on the website. She is going to be shocked, reading all those tabloids. I'm pretty sure she is going to call my mum and inform her that I'm working for Playboy, and the next thing would be me getting married to a stranger. I let out a sigh.

"WOW!" What? Wow? Wasn't expecting that reaction from her, though.

"Aria, why did you say Wow?"

"He is fucking hot. Are you working for him? God, you are so lucky. Can you get me a job there?" I rolled my eyes.

"What?" she questioned me.

"Nothing"

"Don't you find him attractive?" My heart started pumping fast at her question. ′Yes, he is attractive. When I first met him in his office, he was a replica of a Greek god. He looked so handsome in his white shirt and grey pants. His broad shoulder and the first few buttons left open gave a clear view of his chest. I got distracted. When he was explaining how to access the computer, our faces were so close, just an inch left between us. Whenever he spoke, his hot breath was blowing against my cheeks and neck, and I got distracted again. I find him attractive and whenever he drinks his coffee or talks on the phone, I get distracted. He brings butterflies in my stomach which no one has ever given me.' I wanted to say all of these, but I didn't. I'm pretty sure I'm not in love, I'm just attracted to him.

"I don't" I lied.

"Then why are you blushing?" I chuckled and fanned my face.

"I'm not, it's hot in here." She stared at me for a few minutes and we both talked for hours until it was midnight in India. She promised me that she wouldn't tell my mother about my whereabouts.

Monday morning.

I got out of the car. A driver is assigned to pick me up and drop me off. When I was about to enter the building, I decided to get a coffee for myself, since I didn't have time to make breakfast.

I entered the coffee shop that was opposite my office building. I was standing in the queue, waiting for my turn to order. Checked my watch, I was thirty minutes early, and I could make it in time before it was eight.

I just wondered what would happen if he arrived late to the office. He should be fired. I know it won't happen, but still, I wish. When I was about to place an order for myself, I decided to place an order for two coffees.

The lift was crowded, and yet I chose to get in, I can't miss the lift and be late. I squeezed myself in and somehow managed to get a place, deciding to move to the corner since I would be the last person to get out of the lift.

I noticed people getting out of the lift. I checked the floor number when the lift closed, it was sixty-three. The lift was empty, but I noticed someone out of the corner of my eye.

I turned slowly and my eyes widened, when I found my boss leaning on the side, with his left hand inside his pocket, and noticed him staring at me.

"What?" He asked and raised his left eyebrow. I shook my head and I heard the automated voice informing me that the lift had reached the sixty-fifth floor. I got out and he followed. I went into my office while he entered his.

I placed my handbag on the table, took the black coffee to his office and knocked and went inside. He was seated in his chair, leaning backwards, and he was in his shirt, he had removed his coat.  His eyes trailed my body from top to bottom, and then his eyes met mine.

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