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Wrong Place At the Right time

Old habits die hard
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Natalia's Pov

I wake up and find myself carefully tucked in bed. I'm still feeling numb in most of my body parts but I'm a bit warmer. My body is still burning up and I think I just caught fever.

I can't believe this jerk brought me to his house despite my many efforts of telling him I want to go home.I get out of bed and grab the very first sweatpants I  spot to cover my lower half.I walk out of the room and it's not long before I spot the kitchen.

Matthews is busy chopping some spices that he barely notices me until I hop on the counter.

"Are you cooking?" He doesn't look like a chef to me.

"No, am educating this onions on how to sing like JB."Back to his cocky self I see.

" What are you doing here. You are burning up and you should be in bed. "
" I wanted to come make some soup. "

" Just go to bed and lie down. "

" Not until I have the soup. "Just then I remembered that I have to ask him the question that had been bothering me.
" Matthews? "

" Yes babydoll? "
That name rolling off his mouth just gives me butterflies.

" I was wondering how did you know where to find me? "

" I didn't. "

" What? "

" I didn't know where to find you. Scratch that, I wasn't even looking for you. Let's just say I was in the wrong place at the right time."

I have a feeling he's lying. He knows who those people are. He even called one man James. Is he involved with them. I mean he's the owner of that fancy restaurant at such a young age.
I'm I risking my life being here?

I have to leave before he does something worse than those people. He promised to make my life hell. There is a higher chance he'd want to kill me here in house so that no one would find out. I hop down the counter and start to walk back to his room. I need to get my things and get out of here.

"Where do you think you are going?"

"uhmmm, I changed my mind. I no longer  want the soup. I have to go home. The guys must be worried." He only shrugs so I take this as my cue to leave. I hurry up the staircase and into his room. I pick my bag and I'm about to walk to the door when I'm pushed to the wall.

Has my time of death finally arrived. Matthews is going to kill me. I just shut my eyes and wait for my impending death.

"Look at me." He wants me to watch myself die, how inhuman can he be.
"Look at me baby doll." I flutter my eyes open and am met with his eyes but they aren't angry or terrifying. In fact he looks

Concerned?

"What is wrong. And dont give me that crap that you just want to go home. Was it something I said or did?"I'm numb and I can only manage to shake my head.

"Then what's wrong."I was going to die but his presence was killing me more.

" You are going to kill me ain't you? "

He seems confused for a second. He thought I won't find out. Well in your face Matthews. In your face.
He moves slightly and cups my shoulders.

" What are you even saying?"
"You are going to kill me the same way those men wanted to kill me right? That's why you have me here and that's why you dont want to tell me how you knew where I was. I mean you are young but you run a restaurant, and a fancy one at that..." I can't control my voice and I know am yelling.

"I can't believe you are comparing me to those people. I can't hurt you. That's not who I am." he shouts back.

"But you promised to make my life a  living hell." This time my voice is barely a whisper.

"I know and am just going to do that, but not by killing you." He sighs and am suddenly pushed to his hard chest. I feel his chin rest on my head and his arms brush against mine.

This time, I'm feeling comfortable in his embrace. Far much better than how I felt in Jack's arms. Why again am I even comparing these two?

He pulls out almost immediately and looks at me. "You are going to take your soup and spend the night here before I give you all the details that you want."

It's more of a command meaning there is no room for arguments. Moreover, I want answers and what's more than utilizing his good mood period.Who knows, tomorrow he might be back to his rude, annoying, terrifying self.

I drink up and it's quite helpful. I'm still burning but I know it will pass.

I get to bed and soon after Matthews walks in. He takes off his shirt and dips himself in bed.

"What.. What are you doing?"
He raises his eyebrows faking innocence and let's out his signature smirk. "You want answers dont you? Or I can just leave and you won't get what you want?" He starts to jump out but I stop him.

"Stay." Goodness. Desperation is a bad thing. But I can bear him in order to get what I want.

"So, how did you turn up at that James' place?"

He throws the covers over us and ruffles his hair.

"He had something that's mine.I had only gone to claim it when I found you there."

"What was it?"

"Next question please."

This is going to be hadder than I thought.

"How comes you own a restaurant at such a young age. I mean are you sure you do no 'funny business'" He let's out a chuckle and I won't lie. It lightens up the tension within us.

"Baby doll, have you ever heard of something called family inheritance? Everything that I have was passed over to me."

"Well that makes sense. "
He wraps his arms around my waist and draws me to his chest. Sparks erupt all over my body and I wonder if he knows the effect he has on me. Does he feel the way I do? I'm I beginning to like this jerk example of a human being? His breath fans my forehead and I feel chills down my spine. What did a simple cup of coffee cost me?

"You know babydoll, all you had to do was ask. Not stress yourself thinking I'm bent on killing you. But one thing you have to know is, you should stay away from that place and those people. OK? " I simply nod. I don't hope for a death sentence now do I?

"Good. Now get to bed. You have to get better."
I snuggle closer to him and am glad when he doesn't push me away. I'm slowly drifting to sleep when I hear him mumble.

"The things I do for you baby doll."  Then he holds me tight as if there is no tomorrow.

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