Force and Fear

Chapter 11 First walk with her

"I apologise, Mr Taylor. I was unkind. Meesha Kyle remarked in a quiet voice. Concerns about her employment plagued her. Nonetheless, the man was completely satisfied with her behaviour.

"I'm relieved to learn that you refuse help from strangers." His magnetic smile remained forever.

Meesha Kyle smiled clumsily. She wasn't sure how to respond to the man. Her job was all she could think about.

"May we take a short stroll?"

Meesha Kyle looked into his crystal-clear eyes, which were radiant with life. She nodded because she had to accept him. She might be fired if he complained about her to her management.

She could see the long legs covered in silver-grey pants walking steadily next to her. His face was calm and straight, and his white palms were in his pockets. Meesha Kyle was walking slowly alongside him while gazing at the ground.

As the night grew later, the golden streetlights created a stunning natural atmosphere. On the dry street, the chilly wind was raking the yellow leaves. Slowly moving along on the sidewalk, they were enjoying the amazing, dreamlike landscape around them.

"Where do you live?" He abruptly questioned.

“Hum???” She gazed at him in a daze.

Even she was stumped by the solution to this dilemma. She was bought by a man, so since she didn't have a home of her own, she now resides in the opulent villa of her owner.

Lucien Taylor briefly interrupted her when he did not hear her response.

"I won't ask about your personal affairs if you don't want to tell me." He spoke.

Meesha Kyle averted her gaze and walked alongside him without retaliating.

"Do you remember the first time I saw you?" After a pause, he inquired.

"Naturally, today." She answered in a quiet voice. She didn't turn around, though, and kept walking.

“No.” Lucien Gray denied. Meesha Kyle looked at his cheek.

"I finally got to see you today! Again!"

Meesha Kyle wasn't interested in his concerns, so she stopped asking questions and turned to look at the ground.

"I will wait for the third time" He abruptly stopped walking and turned to admire the lovely young woman standing next to him. She paused after taking a look at his immobile shoes and turned to face his stunning face. His eyes became slightly more vulnerable.

"I want to see you again and again." He stated in a seductive voice. Meesha Kyle gazed into his gentle, introspective eyes. Her heart began to beat erratically. She had never heard these words before in her life. She was drawn to him by the seductive quality of his voice.

Such words were drawn out of the depth of his heart.

Meesha Kyle was uneasy and couldn't think of a good way to answer him. In a panic, she bit her lip and then looked down.

"It's getting late, Mr Taylor. I should leave." Her voice was low. She was still unsure of the location to which she should travel. But she didn't want to participate in Lucien Taylor's uninteresting conversation.

"I'll send you." He was generous.

Meesha Kyle raised her head at him. A male voice echoed from behind them before she had a chance to respond.

"President..."

Meesha Kyle and Lucien Taylor looked at the person who had called him.

"There is a call for you."

Lucien Taylor received the phone and placed it next to his ear. Meesha Kyle peered at the attractive man's serene back. She had never experienced a voice with such sensitivity. He seemed so relaxed and composed. He was the most gentle man she had met. She raised her arms and clenched the coat in her fists, then bit her lips in amazement. She had almost forgotten about her present worries when she was walking with that handsome man.

Meesha Kyle took the coat off and placed it on the bench next to her. She abruptly ran away. She instantly recalled that a man had bought her, and she didn't want to get further involved with this man. She shouldn't admit to being a mistress. Her self-respect and sense of dignity were severely violated.

After terminating the call, Lucien Taylor gave the man his phone. He turned to face the young woman standing next to him. But when he saw the space was vacant, he turned around and used his keen eyes to look for the female, but she was nowhere to be seen. He shook his head and smiled seductively.

On the sidewalk in front of the yellow light, Meesha Kyle was strolling. Her frail body was alone and defenceless. Due to the cold, she gripped her chest tighter. While she didn't know where her steps were going, she continued at a leisurely speed as if she didn't want to stop and only wanted to keep going.

A large black automobile unexpectedly came to a stop just a few steps away. Meesha Kyle was preoccupied with her thoughts and unaware that a stunning young man had gotten out of the car and was staring at her. She couldn't even see the logo on that black car. As soon as she passed the man, he grabbed her by her thin waist and pulled her closer. She was frightened by the steep action, and her heart leapt in alarm.

Meesha Kyle fought against him, but his firm hold held her firmly. Gritting her teeth, she lifted her head to gaze at the ill-mannered man. Seeing the terrible man, she gasped in amazement, and her breath caught in her throat.

Even in the street's dim light, the elegant logo sparkled.

'Gray'