Chapter Ten: What does Alfred want?

"Please remember, you will drop me after."

Alfred blew his flat cheek. He did not like the fact that he has to drop her but he will comply.

She glanced at his face, he nodded and said," I will. When will I pick you up? he asked her.

She was silent, a long silence, and both of them were in the underground calculation.

The car reached the mansion. Alfred called the butler. She made her request, leaving Alfred to make his.

After supper, she took her purse from a compartment in the wardrobe. It was the reason Alfred has to drive her back to his home.

She opened it and began to go through her itinerary when she gets home while waiting for Alfred.

He had just gone into the bathroom without notice, she glanced at the time on her phone.

The wind that stopped before, rattled outside. There was unease on her face. She went to the window and looked through the glass.

With the bright light outside, she saw clearly that there was going to be heavy rain.

She hissed and returned to the two-seater leather seat and closed the jotter in her hand.

Before Alfred could come out of the bathroom, she had coiled on the bed.

Alfred, knowing she will blame him for the rain, cursed the rain drumming pitter-platter on the clay roof to her hearing.

The whole mansion was cold and silent as the light rain became a downpour " I will drop you, later," said Alfred with a wink as he felt her temperature.

"What were you doing since ?' she retorted and flinched off his arm from her shoulder.

Alfred laid behind her and wound a hand around her. She cringed. His hand was like twine rope she could not untie.

The chemistry that would react from the contact was her fear. She has to disconnect or else, she relinquishes her body.

"It is too early, no no!" she told herself, struggling with all her strength to break free.

Alfred kept smirking behind her, his dick as stiff as a straight pistol aimed at her waist.

The biting in his sack and the pulsation of the dick is enough to make him drop dead before daybreak.

To her, she held her breathing firmly, knowing she will expressly surrender if his hand goes to her breast again, or he puts his leg between hers.

She jammed her legs tight, controlling her breathing.

" This relationship has to be defined before anything." she was saying under her breath.

What does Billionaire Alfred want? She has to know. Not by what he says. A man can claim he wants marriage whereas he came to hit and run. A man can be so kind and spend millions just to have sex with a girl and vamoose.

"Alfred, what does he want? " she asked herself again.

She had held herself for three years and does not want a mistake again. Oh. It will be suicidal to relinquish her body and regret it at last.

Has Alfred not seen an Angel from heaven before?

When they had not met, when he had no sense that an Angel had fallen from heaven, as a billionaire, why did he not make do with the beauties of pre-Helena's era?

She filled herself with doubts and fear. And she was right by her instinct.

Alfred had married before by an arranged marriage.

The marriage in which he hated his wife like shit and his wife hated him like hellfire. It was not by his choice that he married her and anytime he mentions her name by accident, he used to feel like dying.

When his mother found out that he was alive, she came to the farmland he was working.

The owner of the farmland, Mr Wilmer, may his soul rest in peace, hearing he escaped from the motherless babies' home, had kept him on the farm for many years. He was helping him in the farmland from the age of five till his adolescent age.

Has that a psychological effect on him, that a billionaire, such as he is, lives a recluse life? From home to office, from office to home?

When he met Helena, he believed they were fated to marry, that was the reason he found himself outside.

His mother told him how she gave birth to him and the story surrounding his existence. And the only way? to pay back his custodian was to marry her sister?

The story of his first marriage will be left for another day, but in Helena, he has found a replacement.

This night, she has to surrender, not only to surrender, she has to know he loves her and they are fated to be one.

"Helena."

She answered.

"Can't you remove your dress? Tomorrow you go,"

"So, we are not going this night?"

"Look at the time. Consider how embarrassing it will be to knock on your gate by this time. 1 am."

She thought over that. The exposure. Their house was a low-height house in a rowdy area.

She told him to free her and that she wanted to undress.

"Close your eyes," she told him. She undressed and took a bath and returned to the bed. " I have said, with my clear eyes, no amount of lack or kindness will make me marry who is not Godfearing. Even if he will pretend to be, I will know. " she said," But, for this one? We are now close. I am watching."

She got up, to arrange what she will wear tomorrow to the office.