To another level part two

Vincent office.

"Taking a shower." 

Vincent was unbuttoning his jacket suit buttons, stopped midway, and sat on the chair.

"Can you send me a picture of you right now, no need to show your face." Vincent said, shocking the poor little girl.

Inesa, who had a small experience in the world, almost choked at his words. She opened her mouth and closed it, not knowing what to answer. 

"If it's uncomfortable, you can just refuse." Vincent said appearing to give her a choice but if she read into his words she would understand what he meant.

Vincent wasn't doing it out of ill intentions, but this girl is too shy, she needs to be pushed out of her comfort zone slowly until she opens up completely.

Inesa suddenly became anxious, she had refused to tell him her real name or send him her real picture while he was open enough and was even willing to meet in person. Sending a picture like this wouldn't be too much, right?

"Okay." Inesa finally replied.

"I'll be waiting." Vincent said before he hung up the phone.

Once the call ended, Inesa sat on the bed frozen for a moment, unmoving thinking about what she was going to do.

"It will be alright." Inesa mumbled to herself as she opened the camera and started to look for a good angel to take the picture but she noticed that taking it a bathrobe might look inconvenient so she stood up and walked towards her wardrobe to find a good outfit to wear and not too revealing, once she chose her outfit 

Looking at herself in the mirror, Inesa reached for the comb and combed her hair before she tied it up and reached for the wig wearing it before she reached for the phone and walked towards the long dressing mirror in her room and took a picture of herself making sure not to show her face and sent it to Vincent.

Inesa walked towards the heart-shaped sofa waiting anxiously for his reply, putting the phone next to her, she reached to touch the black strands of the wig she was wearing, she wished her hair was like this rather than the scary white color she was born with.

Inesa sighed as she thought about how far she was going to lie to him.

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Vincent office.

Vincent was in a meeting in his company with new investors when he received a message on his phone, reading the legal contract that was supposed to be signed between the two parties. He passed it to his lawyer to read it while the investors read the contract.

Seeing everyone busy reviewing the contract, Vincent took the chance to check on his phone, tapping on the new message, Vincent shifted uncomfortably in his seat as he stared at the picture that pure whiteness sent him.

She was wearing the dress she showed him the other day. It was the dress she finished knitting two days ago. The dress looked beautiful on her body, not to mention how hot her petite looks. She has light pink pale skin, he noticed.

But he wondered why she was refusing to show him her face, maybe she had a scar that she was afraid to show, or maybe she has a past trauma.

[You look cute.] Vincent added an emoji with heart eyes at the end of the message and put the phone down and focused on the meeting so he could finish quickly and call her.

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In Inesa's room.

"Young miss, the driver is ready." Metadata informed Inesa.

"Thank you." Inesa said with a smile as she picked up her bag and left the room to go downstairs.

"Good evening, miss." The bodyguards greeted her as they walked her to the car.

"Good evening." Inesa said.

Being used to them, Inesa didn't feel nervous or anxious around them, she had grown up around them. They were her bodyguards since she was five years old, Her father had assigned them to her.

Getting inside the car, Inesa took out her earpads from her bag and plugged them in her ear, and started to listen to music. She was going to buy new knitting equipment and the shop that she buys the equipment from is a bit far from her house.

Opening the car window, Inesa closed her eyes, feeling the cold breeze of the night touching her face. It was a refreshing feeling.

Suddenly Inesa's phone started ringing and the caller was The Night King, the bodyguard next to her looked at the phone reading the name. He looked up at her with a confused look on his face but he looked ahead of him pretending that he saw nothing.

Inesa canceled the phone call and put the phone in a silent mood before she texted the night king.

[I'm outside the house right now.]

Putting the phone in her bag, Inesa tried to take a deep breath to calm her beating heart, though she wasn't doing something wrong she couldn't help feeling a mixture of nervousness and embarrassment, maybe it was because this is the first time she talks to a guy she thought to herself. 

Half an hour later, Inesa arrived at the knitting shop and as always, the bodyguards got out of the car first to check the place before she got out of the car.

"Good evening, Inesa." The shop owner welcomed his long-time customer.

"Good evening, Mr. Evans." Inesa greeted him.

"You came at a good time, go and check the new goods." The shop owner said before he left to attend to another customer.

Walking around the shop, Inesa started picking the things she needed, and putting them inside the small cart. After finding the size of needles she needed, she headed to the yarn section. This time she decided to go for darker colors as she wanted to knit new sweaters and gloves this winter.

One by one, Inesa bought all of the things she needed, now that she finished finding what she needed, she decided to check on her phone and to her surprise, she found three missed calls and ten unread messages from the night king.

Calling him back, the night king answered from the first ring.

"Hey," Inesa said, trying to keep her voice down.

"Hey." The night king replied.

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Vincent house.

Sitting inside the bathtub, held the phone with one hand and used the other to support his head. Earlier when she texted him and said she was outside, he tried to call her but she didn't pick up so he tried to text her but she didn't reply and that's when all sorts of thoughts started to appear in his head, such as she's going to meet another guy or maybe she's on a date, He even went to the longeth imagine her doing naughty things with some guy.

But now that he heard her voice, He calmed down a little.

"Where are you?" Vincent asked.

He hated and loved how his mind was full of her all the time, such a twisted way of feeling, He thought to himself.

"Buying new knitting equipment, my old kit is old and I've run out of yarn." Inesa replied as she played with a yarn ball.

Oh, so I've got it all wrong, Vincent thought to himself.

"And did you find what you need?" Vincent asked, smiling to himself.

He was smiling because he was happy that his imaginations were wrong.

"Hmm, I got everything I need." Inesa replied as she saw one of the bodyguards walking towards her."I will call when I go back home." She added before she hung up the phone.