2 Make sure we don't meet again!

A young man was making a call behind a Rolls Royce. His phone rang and he picked it up.

"President, Miss Ann has not called back." The assistant behind him reported.

"Ring her family then. If there is still no response then let them be and not bother coming at all." The man responded coldly.

"But, the chairman said you must get married in ten days, no matter what. Even if you were to marry a transvestite, he wouldn't care so long you are married before the contract can be signed. The assistant replied timidly.

"Then just randomly pick a lady from the socialite family." The man ordered. He seemed a bit unreasonable.

Ava heard all of his conversation as she listened to him closely.

"Ss…sir…he..help me please…" Ava weakly called out to him for help. He turned around to look at her roughly dressed.

"I'll call you back." He said to the person he was making a call with and hung up. Ava looked at him with pleading eyes as he also looked at her all over.

His tall figure fitted into the dark blue retro suit which complimented the masculine body underneath and out of the front chest pocket, a wine red handkerchief could be seen peering out subtly. Glancing down, Ava could see a pair of perfectly straight legs leading to a pair of polished brown leather shoes.

This man…had such a strong presence, like that of a medieval king!

He has such a perfectly chiseled face and sexy lips which were enough to drive any woman crazy.

"What is chasing you?" He asked Ava as he had already scrutinized how rough she was looking. Her hair was scattered and untidied, her shirt had torn already, showing parts of her inner bare skin and her pants were rough and dirty.

"He…" Ava breathed heavily as she continued panting, trying to get hold of herself.

Before she could finish her statement, he walked past her.

"Sir…sir…I need help please…" Ava called out to him but he didn't turn back let alone reply to her.

"Why is he so rude? Because he has money? He is not even fine!" Ava battled within her mind as she felt embarrassed at how he walked out of her. She heard some loud groans and turned to see what was happening only for her to see this same man giving blows to Sebastian. A smile lit on her face as her heart merried with joy.

He acted so cool as he dodged all the punches Sebastian threw at him into the air. Sebastian was beaten to a pulp and the man carried him and dumped him inside his car then closed the door as if nothing happened. He made it look like he was drunk and got beaten up somewhere.

The man got into his Rolls Royce that was in front of Ava without saying anything to her. She watched him as he was about to drive away. He honked at her and she went to the window.

"Get in." He said to her with a straight face, not looking at her.

"I just want to say thanks for today. Actually…I live nearby so I can walk." She said to him, expressing her gratitude.

"Then be watchful next time." He said to her as he started the car engine.

"You don't have to worry because there won't be a next time!" Ava replied sarcastically.

"I'll check on that. Remember your words!" The man said to her as he rolled up his glass half way.

"One more thing, make sure we don't meet again because I won't help you!" He replied coldly and with that, he rolled his glass and drove away even before Ava could find words to say.

"He is so rude!" Ava muttered. She cleaned herself and walked back to her apartment. It was late and everyone was asleep at that time so there was no need to knock on the door. She took out her keys from her handbag and unlocked the door.

Ava switched on the lights in the living room but the power was turned off. She used her phone torch to find her way to her room, just to prevent stepping on something.

She went into the bathroom and took a shower before jumping into her bed without any clothes on her. She was so tired to think of moving a muscle as she laid on the bed with her towel wrapped around her chest.

Ava couldn't stop thinking of what happened that night. She was grateful to the strange man for saving her. He was rude and cold which made her come to a conclusion that he must be wealthy. She couldn't stop thinking of how cute his lips were. She imagined herself kissing those sexy shaped lips as she smiled to herself and soon fell asleep.