Billionaires's naughty girl

A pretend relationship... within a pretend relationship. It sometimes hard to know who is who?

In an exclusive high office, a handsome young man stood silently in the shadow of the opulent office, his hands in the pockets of his suit pants and one shoulder propped against the wall as he looks outside the frame of his office window that faces the road that was congested with traffic. It was rush-hour, and all the cars stuck in traffic. Street lights were all on.

His whole body was tense, his chestnut brown eyes scanning the traffic with the intense and total focus of an obsessive madman.

"Where in the hell is she?" he asked one of his man who just walked in the office.

They all know, their boss was obsessed with her. From that fateful day, he saw her saving a young girl from been hit by a car. Something about her brought out strange feeling, an obsessiveness, protective instinct that kept him to watch her. Every day she would pass his house on her way to university. Moreover, he would follow her at a distance, trying not to alarm her, and he even joined the university, taking the same classes as her, to be closer to her.

He would not talk to her or even get closer to her. He never did. It was because he knew who she was, what she was, and he knew that it was not the right time to approach her. Her life was already full and did not have the time or energy for herself to leave alone time to put into a relationship.

Hence, he became an unbalanced stalker, waiting to get a glimpse of her.

Every night he fantasies her spread out on his bed, screaming his name as he made her come over and over. Night after night, he would take her in a different position.

He must be insane, to think about her, fantasies about her, for some woman whom he had never officially met.

However, here he was again…. Worrying about her, he cares about her more than he does for his family or even for himself. Problem was ….. he was not a family member, nor was he her friend leaving alone being her boyfriend. His feeling for her was beyond all those; it was an obsession.

Moreover, he knew that, and they know that. He had been a prisoner there ever since that day. He clearly remembers when he saw her like as if it was just a moment ago and yet it was two years ago.

He was doing his morning run, and his bodyguards were behind him. He just returned from abroad a day before, and despite being from the wealthiest and influences family. He was a self-made man. He came back to start his IT company from scratch. Moreover, he turned twenty years old this year.

Then there she was. Her beautiful light brown eyes flashed with love as she bends down to pats a dog that was walking with his own. Her long black hair tight in a messy ponytail, black tendrils of silky curve hair escaping her every move of pats the dog.

Then a sound rustled tire came, at the same time, a young girl about five years old was crossing the road to trying to catch her balloon. It happened in a split second as she dashed to the road and both her and the girl fall on the sidewalk and the car crushed to the light pole next to them.

He felt his heart stopped for a second as his foot took towards her.

The girl's mother rushed towards them and few guards who were guarding the offices around that area.

He stopped in track as he looks at her. When he finally, saw her safe and well with only a few bruised. The sight of relief escaped from his lips, but slightly annoyed of her careless and now she has some bruises. He wanted to go to her to comfort her at the same time scold at her for her careless. However, he stopped himself, and he was surprised by his reaction.

From that day, he was only curious to know her, and his curiosity leads to this unbalanced stalking.