CHAPTER 7: CALL OF A FRIEND.

At first, she felt reluctant on the spot, she couldn't fathom who it could be, but the voice sounded familiar. She gently walked towards the vehicle with her bag by her side jamming the door which locked instantly.

She still couldn't get off the shock that he could come to pick her up, and wasn't ready to spill a word either. "Aren't you going to say anything?" His deep voice penetrated her thoughts.

She felt numb and speechless. "Mr. Lexington, how did you know I was going to be here? Are you following me? I assured you I would come." Readjusting herself by stylishly pulling her skirt which was above her hips at the rush at which she sat into the vehicle with a line across her brow.

Narrowing his eyes towards her direction "Didn't you think I would miss you these one week? Moreover, I'm in dire need of your services and I've warned that if you'd be ready for the consequences only then should you accept my desire. This is one of them, I Might a bit obsessed with you." Forcing her into his embrace with one hand beneath her skirt.

Glaring into her perfect deep blue eyes, one way or the other she succeeded at satisfying his desires and filling up the vault of anger within him. "I missed you this past week." He voiced out still glaring into her eyes which she tried to avoid.

Eloise glued at his word, trying to disengage herself from his embrace which seemed too tight to do because his grip was double her strength. "How did you know I was at the train station, Mr. Lexington?" A reddish flash ran through his face, he wasn't ready to own up to her that he came for her.

Released her from his grip in an instant. "Coincidence Eloise, a mere coincidence. Moreover, you don't expect me not to come for you, after these one week that I've missed your body." Eloise stared expressionless at him, everything he said seemed too blank to be true.

"I hope you've prepared your things to stay here with me because I'm not letting you one moment out of my sight." The car pulled a halt before the mansion. Eloise struggled with her bag as she took her exit. She felt exhausted, and probably would soon develop dark circles around her eyelids, all the thoughts that engulfed her were to walk onto the house and fall flat to rest.

"That's only if the young master would permit her," she said to herself, swirling her neck in a circle to ease the pain as she took a walk towards the mansion. She had barely taken a foot into the bedroom when a stronger force gripped her by the wrist. "Mr. Lexington?" She struggled to whisper as his force became much more swirling his hands around her waist, with a lot of kisses slowly across her neck.

She wasn't returning any of his advances, her body was too weak to give a return. "Are you alright Mrs. Lexington? Because I can't wait to devour you after this one week of absence." She got herself lost in the pool of his warmth.

"You do not need to ask Mr. Lexington, I've signed a contract so I'm all yours." Her stomach grumbled in an instance betraying her words.

Disengaging from her In an instant, holding her by the shoulders and staring into her eyes, only then did he notice the weariness in her. "You seem hungry and tired. Moreover, you are developing dark circles already. Lay here while I order the maids to prepare you something." Helping her to lay on the bed as he moved towards the exit.

From where she lay, she couldn't help but wonder what kind of person he is, cold and hot at the same time. "Mrs. Lexington, your meal is ready," towering his head above her. "But would you love to take a shower with me before we go for the meal?" Flattering her lashes in response to his perverted words. Rising to her feet bypassing him to the dining.

At meals, during consecutive times, Thomas couldn't help but fill her plate with food, help her with the required cutlery and even offer her water while she was choking. He couldn't explain why he was doing all of this but the woman before him, in some manner changed his mood even times when he desired to go overboard but he could tell the exact reason. Gradually she was changing his personality.

His intense gaze fixed on her made her feel her heart thumping hard. She tried carrying his gaze but she knew she definitely couldn't not until the unexpected happened. He stretched towards her a spoon filled with food, trying to feed her like a lover. She gulped hard secretly pinching herself to be sure if she wasn't dreaming. "Open your mouth without staring at me will you?" His voice tickled her ears and slowly she opened up to swallow the food.

Her heart kept thumping so hard. Something within her knew all of the words he spoke in the vehicle were true. Especially when he opened up to the feeling of missing her, she tried rejecting what she felt, knowing that it was only a contract life she signed, not love-based.

She had begun to spill oil on her clothes out of the awkward feeling and to avoid more of that, she opted to leave early to bed.

She pushed the remaining meal aside and rose to her feet. "I will be leaving to the bedroom first, I need to clean up and- -,"

She had barely spoken a long way when his statement came through. "Why is it because of me? I'm I scary?" Staring at her with an expressionless face.

"Umm, Mr. Lexington, Not at all - -" she had barely explained herself when he cut her short.

"Call me Thomas ok, just Thomas not Mr. Lexington. You need not be so formal with me most especially when we are together." Picking a piece of meat and extended it to her mouth. A red flush ran through her cheek. Swallowing the meat and transcending the stairs for a throw-up.

"Eloise, Eloise, are you okay?" Following her to the bedroom.

Throwing up everything she had eaten into the basin, standing close to her with one hand leaning on her back and the other he used to wipe her face with water.

"I'm extremely fine Mr. Lexington, sorry Thomas. I'm just a bit exhausted." Led her to the bedroom with his hands on her shoulders helping her to lie and covering her with the quilt.

"I'll see to it that the doctor comes for you soon." Rising to get his phone when she dragged him back falling with his gaze a little distant from hers.

"No Thomas, that won't be necessary," whispering with a faint voice. "I will be fine," she had not felt so much love in a while and wasn't expecting much from someone of his personality, she felt valued.

She shut her eyes expecting that he would kiss her. "Thomas, you need not my permission to do whatever you want, I'm bound to you." Instead of a kiss, she received a peck of ownership on her forehead.

Her chest continued to pound relentlessly, she knew if he continued this way, she would lose her mind.

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The days went better than before as Thomas directed the cleaning services to deviate from harassing her and even made her his exclusive secretary. She objected with the excuse of not making their relationship visible but he objected to making her his secretary.

Leaving work, she had taken the second thought of getting some groceries from the store. Earlier on, she had opened the giant fridge only to find it empty, dissuading the maid from going for it. She wanted to be responsible for everything that goes on in the kitchen.

She had bought the stuff, got home, and arranged them into place, going for a quick shower and changing into usual wear. She descended the stairs quickly to prepare dinner, Thomas had informed her earlier that he would be eating out with friends so he wouldn't be coming home that night. She dismissed the maid to have a rest while she prepared her dinner herself.

For the first time she entered the kitchen she took a glance around the place, it looked different, and luxurious compared to the ones used back home.

Afterward, she took three eggs, sausages, mushrooms, onions, and vegetables. After dicing, she broke the eggs into a separate bowl and whisked them together with the vegetables. Prepared to light the cooker, searching for the igniter when her phone chirped from her back pocket.

A smile curved across her lips as soon as she viewed the caller ID.