Filthy Rich by Atarah Yvaine (electronic reader txt) 📖

Heaven Amelie's Point of View

He is babbling nonsense things while walking towards his luxurious car.

Future wife? Is he insane? Yes, he definitely is.

When we reached his car. He put me down but tightly hold me in my waist. The moment my feet lands on the ground I did try my best to escape from him but it's futile. Why does men have to be this strong? I'm starting to ponder by now that the idea is unfair. I don't think I can even win in an arm wrestling with this man.

"Don't touch me!" I'm trying to remove his hand off me but his hold become tighter. Just his one strong hold can make me stay in one place. I can smell his manly perfume cause he's too close from me. He's so tall, I need to look up to see his face because my height only reached his shoulders. 

I can't recognize him fully. It's so dark. His car lights were off but he looks so familiar. Maybe I saw him somewhere or met him by chance.

"Who are you?" I yelled at him. I saw that the side of his lip rose and I saw amusement in his eyes. Unbelievable. He finds my situation amusing.

"You don't recognize me, do you?" he's voice also sounds familiar. Its deep and modulated. I thoroughly glance at his face as my eyes adjusted in the dark. What took me by surprise is the wonderful color of his eyes. He got an emerald eyes with full eyebrows and long and dense lashes. I envy him in that part.

"Deus Cavelli" I muttered confused.

What does he want from me?

His emerald orbs that appear to be dark and empty was earnestly looking at my bewildered one. His stares are cold the same with his facial expression though just like the first time we met he is drop-dead gorgeous. If I met him in other circumstances, I might have a crush on him.

When I finally realized that I've been admiring him and we've been staring at each other for minutes now, the atmosphere started to feel awkward.

Aren't you supposed to be mad at him Haven Amelie? I scolded myself.

I shifted my gaze and I'm pretty sure I look like a tomato right now.

"Get in the car" he coldly said like it's an order. His car automatically open. I was about to protest when he grabs me at my wrist and pushed me inside the shot gun seat. 

"I'm not coming with you." I said annoyed. Who is he to make command over me?

I pulled myself up to get out from the car but he pushed me back then forcefully positioned me to sit properly. He then slowly leaned unto me while shooting daggers at me and I am pressing myself backward on the car seat to avoid him. His eyebrows are furrowed looking irritated with my disobedience.

He continue leaning unto me. What is he planning to do? I felt nervous and I don't know what to do.

I closed my eyes and I was about to shout when I heard the sound of the seatbelt being fastened. Gosh I felt relieved. 

I felt him near my ears. 

"You will not like me when I'm mad so better behave" he deliberately whispered making me shivered.

He's scary. I became stiff in my position as he closes the door and run to the other side of the car. As soon as he fastened his seat belt, he quickly starts the car and headed to somewhere I don't know. I don't even know what his up to. 

I am taking glance at him whenever I got chance. He's is wearing a ripped blue jeans, a white tee, a grey hoodie and sneakers.

Why is this man have to be this handsome? Tousled jet-black hair, full lips and all of his almost perfect features. 

"You can take a pic, it'll last longer" he smirked at my direction while I make face and rolled my eyes. So cocky.

"Where are you taking me?" I asked him trying to sound and look a little feisty. I need to act brave in front of him though I'm feeling really scared. His strength alone is a proof that I don't have even a little chance in winning over him. I need to obey him for now to save me from harm.

"I don't know" He plainly answered like he was not interested in making long conversation with me. My blood boil with his answer. 

"What?" I looked at him with disbelief. He's really insane. He came out from nowhere, run after me, scared the hell out of me to get in the car with him and now he doesn’t have any plan where to take me? I can say that he is an inexpert kidnapper for he fails at making plans where to take his jailbird. What an idiot.

"Look, I just know you by name and nothing more. I don't have all the time in the world to play with your rubbish games so can you please let me go? " I crossed my arms in front of my chest and raise an eyebrow in his direction as I put my heart into my acting as a mean and bitchy girl. I need to act as though I'm not afraid of him. I was mentally congratulating myself and at the same time laughing for my lame ideas in the back of my head. I was trying so hard to act here you know.

"Can you shut your noisy fucking mouth? It's irritating" he said with grinding teeth and his eyes flashed with annoyance. I saw how his grip to the steering wheel tighten. I think my idea of being a bitch in front of him won't work. If I continue this, he might get furious and that's not a good idea so First plan, failed.