Te Quiero

DIECIOCHO

Teresa's POV

"Dad! Dad!! Dad!!!" I screamed and held my dad's head on the floor using my other hand to stop the bleeding from his head but it kept gushing out. "No!!!"

My eyes flicked open in fear. I had watched my dad die again in my dream. I felt a slight pain in my arm then I realized that it was wrapped in a bandage.

"Where am I?" I asked myself. I was still in my red gown which was stained with my blood. Puff. I was going to return it to the owner. Still couldn't believe that I've not heard from that doctor of a person.

I tried to lift myself from the bed and take in my surrounding. It was a big bedroom. White walls, white sheets and a small brown sofa. There was a glass table in the center and the whole room smelt so nice. The whole place was neatly arranged.

My stomach began to rumble and I placed my hand on it. "Shit." I said.

I came out of the comfortable sheets and tried to place my legs on the floor. Then, the door opened and I saw a white handsome guy with black hair walk in with a tray in his hands and a towel around his waist which exposed his sexy chest.

"Hey." His voice reminded me of who he was. No other than Brandon Edwin. Funny how he didn't need to tell me his name before I knew it.

He dropped the tray on the bed. "Here...eat up. You should be hungry." I noticed his pretty brown eyes and pink lips.

There were four sausages, fried eggs and orange juice served infront of me. I looked back at him who was getting a cloth out of the wardrobe. Then, he got a call.

"Yo! Kelvin...yeah she just woke up...no dummy, I took her to my personal house...yeah, I know we're not safe here. I've asked my dad for guards already can't be depending on Demorte all the time...yeah, I'll drop her home and do the necessary." He cut the call and turned to me.

I was still looking at him.

"Stop gawking, eat." He said and went back to his wardrobe. I remembered what he put me through. How he used me to buy time for his men to come save him. The trauma I passed through. The way I cried.

This bastard made me cry.

I stood up from the bed and he began to say. "I didn't want to change your clothes cause I was really messed up last night. But, you can order better clothes..." I walked closer to him and he turned confused. Then, I slapped him hard on his cheek and his eyes widened.

"You used me!"

He cleared his throat. "Wow. You're actually too rude for your height." Yeah, he was taller just like Dylan.

What? "Don't..."

"Alright, now that you've let your pain out...go eat. We both know you're hungry."

I was actually hungry. "You have to apologize for putting me in that situation."

He rolled his eyes. "Both of us would have died young lady. After killing me, they'd have killed any witnesses around so they won't be busted. Now, go eat or I'll take you home with a hungry stomach."

He was right. Apparently, he saved my life. Like a sheep, I walked to the bed and began to eat. Funny how the food was actually nice.

He picked a black shirt and jeans. Right in front of me, he got dressed. I turned my eyes away respectfully. Then, he handed my phone to me. "What's your name?"

"What does it matter?" Typical Teresa.

"Alright. Fine. You can get clothes from this online store." He gave me his iPad which he had already opened an online clothing store so I could get anything I wanted.

"I really want to get out of these clothes cause they're not mine. I really hate the owner right now." I began to search for casual clothes.

"You borrowed clothes for a dinner. Aren't you working at my company?"

I chuckled. "First of all, I was given not borrowed and I'm not working in your company."

"So, your date got these clothes for you."

"Touché" I said.

He smiled. "Now I know why you hate him."

"Whatever. I just met him in one day so what was I expecting. A bloody savior."

I got the perfect clothes and ordered them and added. "How long would it take..."

"Twenty minutes." He replied sharply and also asked. "Do you want to have a shower?"

I nodded. "Yeah. I really need one but..." I was a bit shy. "I can't unzip it myself...my dress. You know my arm and all."

"Oh yeah about that...the bullet brushed your arm. You didn't get shot."

"That's relieving." I finished my food and smiled at him. "Thank you."

"It's nothing. Now it's time to get that dress off you."

"Wait."

"What?" He looked unbothered.

"Promise you won't do anything." Couldn't start this with another stranger.

He chuckled. "You should be the one making that promise."

Whatever. I had already made my point clear.

I stood up in front of him and he placed his cold hands on my shoulders which sent shivers down my spine. Then, he carefully zipped down my dress and slowly lowered the sleeve of my gown exposing more of my breasts. I gulped in spit. He was turning me on. "I'll take it...it from here."

I turned to him and he nodded with dimmed eyes. "Okay."

Then, I imagined this sexy man in the shower with me. I shook off those thoughts as I walked to the only door that seemed like the bathroom and entered.

I let the gown fall to the floor then, I heard a knock on the door.

Yo! Hope you're having a nice day. Stay safe x.