Healing Touch

¤Chapter 6¤

She sat twiddling a pen in her hand as he spoke to the men in the room. She barely listened as she was beyond bored. The more quiet she became the more the thoughts consumed her mind.

Whatever happened to Kyle?

I wonder what the people at the clinic think happened to me?

Will Kyle even realise that I'm not around anymore?

Wait where the hell am I even?

Am I in another country?

I saw the ocean near by when we drove...or maybe I was seeing things, was I?

Gosh why did a sexy man such as Roman have to be a murderer?

Wait did I just think that?

What is wrong with me?!

I need to stop thinking now.

Sighing she put the pen down and began to look around the room only to come to notice there was nothing interesting. The room was a huge room which is maroon and has a picture of Roman right above her head. The picture was fairly captivating and it did capture all the right features of Roman but she knew she wouldn't admit that to him.

"What is it Elley?" He growled as she had bean continuously tugging at his jacket.

"I'm tired, bored and hungry. I want to go home." She whined like a little child. "And not what ever place you took me too I want to go to my apartment, my home." She continued.

Roman took in a deep breath as he close his eyes and exhaled. He looked down at her and she was looking up at him with her brown eyes. He shook his head and continued to speak ignoring her completely. Eleanor continued to tug at his jacket but he spoke ignoring her completely as if she doesn't exist.

Once he had finished the meeting with his men he dismissed them then turned to Eleanor with a stern look as she hadn't stopped tugging at his jacket.

"I said I want to go home." She whined again.

"You live with me where I can keep an eye on you so you don't do anything stupid like speak of what you've seen." He stated sternly. "And don't you ever disturb me while I speak to my men." He pointed his finger at her.

She slapped his hand away from face standing up. "Or what?" She challenged. "And didn't anyone ever teach you pointing is rude." She snapped once again.

He chuckled sarcastically before grabbing both her wrists and pulling her towards him roughly. His breath fanned her face, her body pressed against his body making her breath hitch as his gaze turned hard.

"Didn't anyone tell you to never rattle the beasts cage?" He stated sinisterly. "Don't test me little girl because when I get mad...oh so help me I will not have mercy on your soul."

"Don't you dare try to manhandle me!" She yelled trying to yank herself away from him. "And I am no little girl!" She stated.

"If you weren't you wouldn't be as childish, irritable and annoying as you are. Now be a good little girl and shut the f**k up."

He shoved her away and pulled out his cigar. He lit it up and took a long drag from it before letting it go as he closed his eyes enjoying his money's worth. Grudgly she sat down and began to play with the pen. She doesn't  understand why the hell she is here in the first place. All she did was sit here and do nothing.

"I'm still hungry and tired though." She grumbled.

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She sat in his office munching on a burger with a side of fries and a sprite. She watched Roman walking around on the phone as she sat eating as if there is no tomorrow.

Once she had finished her burger she started munching on her fries as the feeling of hunger decreased. She never knew being knocked out could make someone so hungry.

She watched as he tried reaching for some of her fries. With a frown se quickly swat his hand away making him look at her with nothing but a stern face. "Get your own." Her brows never relaxed, holding the the narrowed position.

He shook his head and took the fries none the less making her kiss her teeth and roll her eyes. She watched as he hung up his cell after a while and come around to where she sat.

"Move." He demanded.

Rolling her eyes she got up. "Please next time." She grumbled making him chuckle.

"Sure I'll say please next time." His tone oozed with sarcasm.

She plopped herself into laying position on the couch which was also in the room. She sighed and closed her eyes feeling too full. As if the heavens were against her someone entered making her eyes open and look who'd entered.

Roman got up from his desk and walked over to the men he'd been meaning to speak to all night. They both shook hands and he shook his right-hand-man's hand before he gestured for the both off them to sit on the couch opposite the couch which Eleanor laid on.

"I didn't know we were having company." Andrew joked eyeing Eleanor from head to toe.

Eleanor does have a drop dead gorgeous body that any woman would kill for. She had perfectly toned muscles and a flat stomach which was currently developing into a six pack.

"Forget it Andrew she's mine." Roman stated sitting at her feet.

Eleanor propped herself onto her one elbow and looked at him with an arched brow as he smirked at her. She didn't bother saying something sassy because she knew that she'd be facing the consequences later on.

"You always catch the most beautiful woman." Andrew sighed. "How do you do it?" He asked.

Roman shook his head with a smirk. "We're not here to discuss my share of woman Andrew." His gaze now turned stern and cold. It actually scared Eleanor making her sit up wanting to see the scene before her very own eyes.

"What is that you want to discuss?" He asked with he grin looking at Eleanor's breast.

Eleanor fidgeted with the fabric of her dress as she shifted more closer to Roman hoping to hide her body away from his eyes. She didn't like the way he looked at her. It just made her feel...uncomfortable.

"You know why we're here." Roman stated matter of factly. "What the fućk did you do with my shipment Andrew? Did you seriously think I wouldn't find out?" He asked his voice cold as ice. "And don't lie to me." He added sending chills down Eleanor's spine.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Andrew simply shrugged seeming unfazed but Roman could see through his lies.

"We have photage now try again." He stated becoming impatient.

"I still don't know what you're talking about." Andrew shrugged once again.

With that said Roman stood to his feet and pulled out his gun pointing it at Andrew's head. Right between the eyes. The right hand man pulled out his gun and pointed it at Eleanor.

"Put your gun down or I kill her." He stated.

Instead of being afraid like most woman Eleanor frowned before pulling the spare gun from Roman's waist band from behind and standing to her feet.

"Excuse me?" She asked him with the gun pointed at him. "You will do no such thing." She said followed by a scoff.

Andrew chuckle standing to his feet looking at Eleanor then and Roman. "You've got yourself one heck of a girlfriend here." He stated with chuckle.

"She's not even going to pull the trigger." The other man snickered.

"She will." Roman stated confident making her narrow her eyes. "You just underestimate her." He simply shrugged.

"Yeah I'd like to see her try." Andrew snickered. "She's a woman for heaven's sakes."

With that Eleanor had grabbed the gun in her face twisting his wrist in process then elbowed him in the face before firing at Andrew's foot. Andrew buckled over screaming out in pain and Eleanor went pack to pointing the gun in the man's face.

"I don't appreciate sexist people...just saying." She stated with a shrug glancing at Andrew who was in pain.

Roman put his gun back in his waist band sitting down. "Now as I was saying, what did you do with my shipment Andrew?"