The Billionaire Alpha & His Homeless Mate

Chapter 4

Jozie's P.O.V.

He had that grin on his face. I should have just kept my door shut. My stupid ass self had to just leave and open my fat mouth. Great, now that handsome mad man is pissed at me.

What is that expression, even? It seems like he is talking to himself. God, he is weird. Then he asked me to go to his hotel room with him. What does he think I am, a p********e because I would never in my life stoop that low?

“I am sorry, but you have some nerve asking me for something like that. What do I look like to you, so cheap girl, you can get to do whatever you want with you? I promise you that will never happen.” No matter how good he looks, I swear I would not.

Then how dare he say that I am not his type, that he prefers his woman, and is not homeless? It does not bother me. I am not my type because he has a pleasant face and I bet a tempting body, however, his attitude and personality are just downright nasty. However, the destitute part bothered me. How dare he act like he is that much better than me? Shaking my head pissed off the whole thing about that, I gave him a deathly look.

No way in hell I am just going to some random hotel with some creepy guy, no means how fine-looking he is. That man could be crazy for all I know and murder me the moment I step foot into the hotel room. No matter how handsome and magnificent he is. I will never go with him. I could end up being killed.

However, not that it would mean anything at all. I have no family, so no one would miss me, I think to myself. What are these thoughts running through my head, I need help. Although the thought of a nice warm bed sounds fantastic, I have not had a bed or blanket. I do not know and cannot remember how long.

“I am sorry, but the answer is no, so Mr. Thinks that he is better than me to take your invitation to stay with your ass and find someone who is not homeless. How on the earth do I know you are not some kind of crazy killer?

No matter how nice and tempting it sounds now, just no. Hey, what in nature do you think you are doing? Put me down.” Has he gone mad and just picked me up and threw me over his shoulder, then just started walking away?

He is ridiculous. I do not know why, but this seems super comforting to be helped by him like this. Even though I should be, I am not even in the slightest bit frantic about it. It feels like I am right where I was. I had not noticed it earlier, but he has the most wonderful scent of firewood being burnt on a nice fall evening.

I cannot indeed believe how much at ease I felt. This is so natural, but how come I feel this way. I do not understand it. I have never even met this mad man before, so why the hell am I not kicking and screaming. Why do I want to just stick my face in the crook of his neck and leave it there?

I swear the moment he touched me, I felt electricity run through me. Maybe it was because I have never indeed been with somebody in any kind of way, yeah that must be it. “Excuse me sir, but please set me down.”

“Why, I don't see or hear you complaining about it at all.” “Oh, I know you just did not say that to me. I am telling you right now to bring me down at this instant.” Did that man just sigh at me? What in the world is wrong with him. He has the nerve to throw me over his shoulder and then not listen to me.

So, I do the only thing I could think of and start hitting and punching him. Maybe then he will let go of me. “Look, I am going to bring you down under a few rules, okay sweetheart.” “First off you better never dare sweetheart me again and what are these so-called damn rules, that you speak of.” Although I do not even want him to bring me down, he cannot know that at all.

“Well, first off, stop freaking hitting and punching me. Secondly, I will only bring you down if you adhere to and come with me. I promise you I am not in any way leading to trying anything.” I stayed there motionless for a few seconds.

“Fine, I suppose I can do that. However, I am only continuing to follow because it has been so long since I last slept in a bed or showered.” “Hey, I can live with that. You got quite an arm on you, by the way.”

“Thank you now, I suggest we get to this hotel so that I can take a nice shower and catch some dozing. I have not had a good night of slumber in who knows how long, and I am now looking forward to one tonight since you brought up the bed.”