His Obsession

3- How dare he think that...

"Oh you're awake?" he says eyeing me up and down my body.

"Yes, I am." I tried to calm down my voice since it was shaky. The scene of him pulling the gun out and shooting that first man flashed before my eyes. I remembered that after he had shot all the guys attacking me, he picked me up like a knight in shining armor. "Thank you for saving me!" I replied softly. I couldn't believe I was standing here in his penthouse.

He sends me a soft smile as he starts walking toward me. "You are welcome," he says. I took a few steps backward until I hit the window and I couldn't back up anymore. He got closer and closer until he was standing right in front of me staring at me with a curious smirk on his face.

"Well, I think I should be leaving now!" I say nervously. He was standing so close to me. I could smell mint on his breath. He let out a chuckle when I tried to squeeze past him. However, without warning, he flung me back against the glass of the room.

Leaning in he whispered, "Do you even know who I am?" he asked me blocking my path. I furrow my brows at him in confusion, like I was supposed to know who the hell this guy was. I gave him a quizzical look as I studied his facial expressions. Running all possibilities through my brain, until it dawned on me who he was. This man is Lorenzo Albertini, the infamous Dangerous Billionaire. He was just on the cover of Life magazine as America's hottest bachelor or something like that. He was known for his cruel yet effective ways of doing business and for his brilliant mind. He was a very successful man and obviously very handsome as well. From what I've read, this man could kill another without a single thought, and honestly, I witnessed that first-hand last night as I remembered him shooting those men again. Charges never stuck when they were placed against him I recalled and that made me wonder how he got out of it all.

He smirked down at me when he saw the surprise on my face. Everyone knew who this man was. He was well known to be very dangerous, and it was also known that he was not the type to settle down and get married. In fact, he was even cruel to the women that he pursued. Often times he would let the women out after he got what he wanted from them. It was rumored that he never let a woman spend the night in his bed, or even in his penthouse. So then why was I here? He was the man that owned about eighty percent of the entire automobile industry in the United States. He also owned and operated several other businesses unrelated to the automobile industry. Yes, he is that successful.

"Oh my god, get away from me... you are a bastard for even thinking I'd sleep with you because you rescued me!" I scream at him as he leans toward me. I try to push him away and get around him but he doesn't dare move an inch. He doesn't seem to flinch at all. Not even a little bit, he didn't even blink. He just stood there staring down at me with his lips raised. I could tell he didn't like my reaction. I immediately regretted it when he grabbed both of my wrists squeezing hard and pinning them to the window. He leaned in closer to me, pushing his body against mine as he crushed me against the window. The thin pane of glass was the only thing between me and certain death. I silently hoped it wouldn't break causing me to fall to my death.

He growls as he leans closer placing his mouth just inches from my ear, "How dare you, this is how you thank me for killing those bastards and saving your fine ass?" he tightened his grip on my wrists. I knew he was going to bruise them. I let out a small welp from the pain he was causing me.

"I-I-I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to offend you! I'm just not that type of girl!" I cried at him. I was attempting to apologize to him when I felt a tear fall down my cheek.

"Oh, of course, you didn't... I never said I wanted to sleep with you did I?" he hissed out, tightening his grip even more on my wrists.

"You're hurting me, please just let me go," I screamed out at him, blinking my eyes at him. He met his eyes with mine and all of a sudden it was like something snapped inside him. He immediately let me go, taking a step back away from me. Giving me enough space to run. I glanced up at his face and he was staring back at me with annoyance, impatience, and pain. He let out a long sigh, as he did nothing to prevent me from running away.

"GO... I want you to get out of here. I do not have the time to deal with an ungrateful woman," he declared, and I ran for the door. Opening the bedroom door I rush out and walk into a breathtaking Living Room. I would have stopped to marvel at this room if I hadn't been trying to make a run for it right then and there. I needed to find my way out of here as soon as possible to avoid pissing him off even more than he already was. I saw an elevator across the room from me, but no door. It was then that I had to remind myself that penthouses didn't have doors to them, they had private elevators that functioned as doors.

I rush up to it and push the button. Waiting for it to show up I nervously glance around. I hear the ding of the elevator telling me it has arrived and as the door opens I hurry inside. Silently, I hoped he hadn't changed his mind and would still let me go. I was on the 55th floor. I quickly pushed the button for ground level and tried to calm my breathing down. I glanced up as the elevator doors started to close and noticed that he had stepped out of the room and was staring right at me inside the elevator.

Once the elevator doors shut and I started down, I looked at my wrists. They looked like they were already starting to bruise. Turning a darker shade, I tucked them into the pockets of the pants I was wearing. I waited for the elevator to take me all the way down to the bottom. It stopped a total of five times and I watched people come and leave until finally, we landed at ground level. I felt happy as the doors opened. I took off towards the door in the lobby that looked to lead outside. I fastened my pace as I desperately wanted to get away from him. I didn't take the time to marvel at my beautiful surroundings. All I wanted to do was get out of here and away from that man as quickly as possible.

As I got to the sidewalk near the building I glanced around. I had just realized that I didn't have my purse with me or any of my personal belongings. I wondered where they were. I wondered if he had them. It meant that I was without my phone and any money so I couldn't just take a taxi home. I was about to have to walk home, and looking around and recognizing where I was I realized just how far I had to go. This was bound to be a long walk home. I didn't even have the key to my apartment. I was likely to have to bug my landlord to get inside and I was hoping that work would understand why I wasn't there today. I couldn't call in as I had no way to do that, but I doubted they would believe my story as I couldn't see Lorenzo actually acknowledging what happened.

I was so frustrated with the whole situation as I walked home. My hands were shaking so badly from the cold breeze that was blowing. I didn't have a jacket to warm me up and the air was so cold. I hated the man who had ended up being my hero. I hated to admit that he scared me and I secretly hoped that I wouldn't have to face him again. What did he expect me to do after I realized it was him? I am grateful to him for his actions. I wasn't willing to give myself to him like that. There was no way I was ever willing to sleep with that man, that's for sure. I picked up my pace to try to get home faster.