Chapter 11 -New.

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"Helpppp", i scream, "Helpp theres fire", i scream again.

And start coughing now the smoke really getting to me, i tried to put it down but the fire has made its way to the curtains.

Just then two huge hands dragged me back and i instantly knew who it was, i felt my back being against his rock hard chest, grining to myself, mission accomplished. Then and some men went in to distinguish the fire.

"What have you done?", his hot breath fanning against my ear. "I just wanted to talk", i come clean, abit dizzy from the smoke, "you didn't have to put our house on fire to talk to me", sarcasm dripping in his husky voice. But I'm too absorbed in his scent mixed with smoke and his presence make anything clear out of it.

Im falling into slumber in his arms, not knowing I'm blowing my last shot of closure, trying my hard to stay awake, he whispers, "go to sleep princess, we will talk later", and then like a drop splashing on the ground i fall deep into sleep.

I woke up yet again on my comfy white bed. "Damn it", i hiss under my breath, i make my way down the kitchen to grab a snack, its already 7pm and I've been sleeping for 6 hours straight, I notice a phone on the counter, this is a perfect chance to call Aron and let him know where I am, I dial his number that is forged in my mind,

"Hello?",

"Aron, is that you?", i whisper, looking arround to see if someone is there.

"Who is this"

"Its cassidy"

"Cassidy? where are you?"

"I'm at a big house I dont know where", I reply, trying to look for mails so I can get an adress, and then i found it.

"I'm at 245, Aubren Street, 7th Avenue",

"Got it",

And he cuts the connection.

Seconds later, i hear his footsteps coming closer, i place the phone slowly where i found it from, this time he is wearing a black v-neck tshirt and trousers, is he going somewhere?

I make my way next to him and he acknowledges my presence, "Do you want some coffee"?, his low husky voice echoing in my mind, "yeah sure", i say in response, smirking to myself, some part of me feels guilty for what i did.

Observing him, Something in me wants to know what's he hiding beneath that mask, what is he shielding from. Why is his guard up. And i want to break his walls and give him shelter but the other half wants to keep my distance from the man i know nothing about, and escape this place and fall in the arms of Aron.

I walk closer, watching him make our coffees, and then i placed a comforting hand on his arm, "who are you", I ask, if its almost as a whisper.

He stops brewing the coffee and turned to look at me, contemplating weather to say me or not. Am i making him uncomfortable?.

" Zane Ryder Vincenzo", his voice booms through my ears, electrifying every inch of my body, i stare at those golden orbs that is staring right back at me with equal intensity, why do i feel this way towards him?.

I slowly glide my hand up his arm training my eyes as my hand go and hold it there gently on his neck, closing the distance between us, but he doesnt seem to react at all, "Tell me Zane", I stare at my touch and slide my trail of sight to his orbs, "what am i doing here?", i hush, now turned dark and filled with desire, trying to make him succumb, fall into my seduction.

I take a step closer, my fingers trailing his defined jaw and making its way to his mask, trying to uncover the beauty he is hiding beneath it. And just then as soon as it came he snatched my hand and slowly put it down, and he turned away taking his coffee and walking towards the veranda outside, taking a seat.

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