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Trapped in his arms

*Knock* "Come in" Alice heard Xander say before she walked into the bedroom. She found him sitting on the couch wearing a simple t-shirt and a pair of black jeans. When he rose his head to see who it was, she saw how red his eyes were, like a blood moon and his face still showed no emotions. " What is it" he asked calmly. " I-i just wanted to th- thank you for saving me yesterday" she said feeling intimidated by his facial expression. "It's fine" he said placing his palms on his face looking quiet restless which made her think that he was just tired so she decided to leave him alone to rest. She opened the door and was about stepping out but the doors suddenly closed shut and Xander's arms were found placed on the door, but before she could say anything, he picked her up and tossed her on his bed. An hour later, Alice was found laying on the floor, her clothes had been ripped to shreds and the bed covers were covered with blood. She just lay there crying non stop before finally getting up, wrapping a towel around herself, and limped out of the room. Getting to her room, she sat on the floor and cried herself to sleep. Follow Alice as her life takes a turn after she lands a job at the company of the cold hearted C.E.O. Could this be a good turn or her worst nightmare.

Itz_Kiara5 · Urban
Not enough ratings
12 Chs

CHAPTER 3. alone with him

P.O.V

(Alice)

After dinner with the stranger, he insisted on driving me all the way back to my apartment, despite my request to drop me off halfway. When I arrived home, I glanced at the wall clock and saw it was 11:45 PM. Exhausted, I headed to bed, but my sleep was disrupted by recurring nightmares, all featuring the stranger. His face haunted me, and I couldn't shake the feeling of unease.

The next morning, I woke up feeling energized, despite the lack of sleep. I quickly got ready for work, donning a light green dress and black heels. As I left my apartment, I remembered to return Mr. Black's jacket, which I had washed and was now neatly folded in my bag.

At the office, I rushed to my cubicle, relieved to see I was only five minutes late. I dove into my work to avoid drawing attention from my manager, Mr. Michael. During lunch, I decided to visit the CEO's office to return the jacket.

As I stepped out of the elevator on the top floor, my heart began to race like a wild animal. I felt a bead of sweat trickle down my spine as I approached Mr. Black's office. The door, a sleek and imposing slab of dark wood, seemed to loom over me like a sentinel. I raised my hand, hesitated for a moment, and then knocked softly.

The door swung open with a soft hiss, revealing a spacious office that seemed to be bathed in a warm, golden light. Mr. Black sat on a plush couch, his eyes fixed intently on me as I entered. He was even more handsome than I remembered, his chiseled features and piercing gaze making my pulse stutter.

I felt a flutter in my chest as I approached him, my legs trembling slightly beneath my dress. "Sir, I-I came to return the jacket you gave me yesterday," I stammered, my voice barely above a whisper.

Mr. Black's gaze never wavered, his eyes burning with an intensity that made my skin prickle. "Alright, Sam," he said, his deep voice sending a shiver down my spine. His assistant stepped forward, taking the jacket from me with a discreet smile.

As I turned to leave, Mr. Black's voice stopped me. "I never got your name," he said, his tone low and husky. I felt a jolt of electricity run through me as I turned back to face him, my heart pounding in my chest. "Um, A-alice, Alice Smith," I stuttered, my voice trembling.

Mr. Black's eyes seemed to bore into mine, as if searching for secrets. "It's nice meeting you, Miss Smith," he said, his voice dripping with an unsettling charm. I managed a weak smile before turning and fleeing his office, my heart still racing with excitement and fear.