I was experiencing a total disconnect from reality, there's no other explanation for it.

Otherwise, my gut reaction would have been to scream or bolt for the door.

But I didn't. Instead, I just squatted there, dumbly asking who he was.

"Little lady, why so blue? Heartbroken?" The man had the quintessential Western look-deep-set eyes, a high nose, and distinctly chiseled features, yet he spoke perfect English with a hint of an exotic accent. He nailed it. Somehow, he could see right through to the reason for my sorrow.

"Who are you?" I asked, sounding dumber than I felt.

But as soon as the words left my mouth, my brief lapse in consciousness was jolted back to reality, and I immediately thought of the boss of Club Q.

But I wasn't sure it was him. In my mind, the boss was a rugged, burly man, something akin to a Lord type.

Yet, the man standing before me was the epitome of refined elegance, with a mature charm about him.

Had I encountered him on the street, I might have mistaken him for a male model or something of the sort.

Suddenly, I remembered Conrad mentioning the Club Q boss had an injury, so I scrutinized the man more closely.

However, I saw nothing out of the ordinary, just that the more I looked at him, the more strikingly handsome he appeared.

is Henrik Taylor," he said with a slight lean forward, and I

his hand reached out, seemingly wanting to touch my face, yet I

it as one might a small animal, "You

dodged his touch again, curling up like a cornered animal, "What

by the time Conrad could rush in, I'd likely already be in this man's

do you think?" he asked with

was something about his always-smiling demeanor that maybe made me feel a little less frightened. And I retorted with a child-like response, "I know you're here to

Henrik laughed heartily, seemingly unconcerned about

lady, how old are you? You're so adorable." Henrik wiped away the tears of laughter from his

hadn't realized it myself. It seemed I was indeed terrified, right back to

ugly and boring. Now, seeing how cute and fun you are, there's no need to worry you're

intended to pull me up and

scared stiff. Why

protection for me, even outside," I

Henrik wasn't

me away," I said, already thinking of how

he'd know I was

we try?" As soon as

my

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