The Beast Billionaire

Chapter 5

The meeting was over and when I got out I heard someone calling me : Miss Hayat ....
Okay that voice says everything yes it was Hassan.

"Well Miss Hayat , I would like to know you more in person . Making business deals is truly important but knowing someone's heart is crucial".
My blood froze. 
"Euhhhh Sir........"

"Don't call me sir! C'mon I'm just Hassan".

"BUT SIR"!

He giggled I was comfortable with him. Yet that was weird.
I was never comfortable with the presence of any stranger and Hassan's presence brought butterflies to my belly. 
Seriously what's happening to me?!

He wanted to know what was there in my heart ? I was lost for a second then he gave me a friendly smile and said : "This is my business card call me I'll come to pick you up for dinner tonight.  We'll sit under big chandeliers sparkling all over the place and your face it would shine with the magic of the room".

His words were very different and deep enough to touch one's soul.

Let me get something clear Hassan's bed was his only rescue.

But let me tell you all something. People are afraid of themselves, of their own reality; their feelings most of all because it sucks! People talk about how great love is, but that’s bullshit. Love hurts. Feelings are disturbing. People are taught that pain is evil and dangerous. How can they deal with love if they’re afraid to feel? Pain is meant to wake us up ,boost us show us the reality .People try to hide their pain. But they’re wrong. Pain is something to carry, like a radio you should feel the sound , feel the beats. You feel your strength in the experience of pain. It’s all in how you carry it,how you look at it , how you gather your strength. That’s what matters. Pain is a feeling. Your feelings are a part of you especially in your everyday life. Your own reality. If you feel ashamed of them, and hide them, you’re letting society destroy your reality. You should stand up for your right to feel your pain...

Eventually I did the complete opposite of things . I've been through ups and downs but I was scared of love, I was scared of pain. 
At the end of the day you should be able to stand up and say you're happy with yourself cause you did it . You've taken all your courage you've gone through an extremely difficult path yet you were the winner of this whole trauma.

He’s like nobody else in the world.

I got back to my desk , trying to figure out a few things . Was I wrong ? Should I have accepted? I don't really know so many questions on my mind right now . It's okay , it's fine .
I sighed.

It was 5 p.m I packed up few stuffs and went home . Took a shower , wrapped my towel and stood in front of the mirror looking watching my own self again and again.

"Okay I'm going to wear something that I adore . Life too short to wear something boring! After all he's taking me under the chandeliers. I should better shine" , I said sarcastically.
Fortunately, I found something posh to wear , grey satin dress was looking good on me .
It was time for makeup , okay I hated that but I had a few lipsticks did a simple makeup yes I was appreciating my own beauty that was something really rare though. 
I phoned him.
"Good evening Miss Hayat, are you ready? "
"Euhhhh yes I think so"
" Hold on , text me your address I shall pick you up".
And after some very ten minutes ,  he showed up in his white pearl Mercedes Benz SL CLASS.

That night , my life was about to change completely , with my dress, that mercedes and those chandeliers .