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Running From The Billionaire By coinikee Characters: 15862

Updated: 2018-01-26 20:48


I woke up in the most comfiest mattresses in the world. I mean, Theodore's office bed was comfy, but this one took the cake. I rubbed my eyes and looked to see myself covered till the chin in a dark duvet.

Despite wanting to remain in bed foever, I got up and gazed at my surroundings. I was in what looked to be the master bedroom of the apartment. The king-sized bed dominated the room with its size, and looked to be made of walnut. There were side tables on both sides, and a sofa across the bed with two intricately designed wooden chairs on either side of the sofa. I was shocked to see a dressing table situated in one corner of the gigantic room. The whole room had only black, gray and white colors, which was exactly like the rest of the theme of the house.

Thankfully, I still had my dress on from yesterday, if Theodore had decided to strip me I was pretty sure I would've blown a fuse. Yawning, I padded barefoot in what I thought to be the bathroom. But it turned out to be the entrance to a walk-in closet. And oh my, what a walk-in closet it was. The whole place was a man's dream, with hundreds, or maybe, thousands of clothes hanging on metal hangers. The closet looked to be categorized, with formal suits to be in one place, and next to it were the formal dress shirts of almost every color imaginable. On the other sides were jeans and casual shirts of every style and color that existed on Earth. There was a white table almost in the center of the room with four full-sized drawers. I guessed this was where Theodore's ties and other accessories were kept.

I didn't dwell in the walk-in closet for long. Simply because that closet made me wish I was man; and if I was, I would've killed Theodore and made this apartment my permanent residence. Instead, I went towards the only other door left other than the exit door, and there I found what my bladder was screaming for: the bathroom. And can I please say that it was like the world's finest architects got together to create this amazing beauty.

The bathroom was similar in color scheme to the rest of the house, with blacks, grays, and whites. The black tiles covering the walls were sparkling. There were two sinks for him and her, with a large tub located in one corner of the bathroom. A glass stall took the other corner, complete with a bench and and even a few shelves which showcased all sorts of bath products. Stark white toilet was placed in the remaing area of the bathroom and there was even a urinal right next to the toilet. Wow, this man thought of everything.

Quickly, I shut the door to the bathroom and hurriedly did my business, and using one of the spare toothbrushes standing next to a gray one, I brushed my teeth, and washed my face. I grabbed a towel hanging on the rail and dried my face with it, and it was like I was in towel heaven. The towel was so soft it was like I was drying my face with cotton. Damn you, rich man! My subconscious sneered with jealousy.

After exiting the bathroom, I hurriedly looked for my shoes which were hiding under the bed and put them on. I quickly brushed my hair while standing in front of the vanity table and hastily tied them in a pony tail.

As soon as I left the luxury of Theodore's bedroom, I was instantly greeted with a wafting aroma of delicious food, which had me following the source of it like Jerry followed the scent of cheese, while Tom was there ready with a trap. I just wished that my poor heart didn't get trapped by Theodore's charm, but the way Theodore was treating me, I wasn't sure my heart had much of a chance.

Following the scent of what smelled to be pancakes and eggs I came face to face with a sweaty Theodore, who looked mouth-watering in his shorts and t-shirt. He was sitting in one of those cool high chairs, that swiveled, in front of the kitchen counter.

"Why didn't you wake me up when you were finished with your meeting?" I demanded sitting on the high chair next to him.

"Good morning to you, too, flower. Hope you slept well. And the only reason why I didn't wake you up was because you were exhausted and needed your rest, so I decided I'll drop you off in the morning." Theodore replied smoothly.

I opened my mouth to reply, but the sudden presence of a middle-aged lady had me stopping. She was wearing a standard maid's uniform, complete with the cap and dress. She had fair skin, which surprisingly wasn't too full of wrinkles, with gentle green eyes and shiny, golden hair, the kind that proved to you that she wasn't a fake blonde.

"Good morning, Ma'am, what would like for breakfast?" She asked in a sweet voice.

I looked at Theodore who was busy typing away on his iPhone then back at the maid. She didn't say anything, just s


Tears pricked my eyes at hearing his words, so cold and blunt, not the usual warm and affectionate ones I got to hear usually. I turned on my heels and left the walk-in closet, meanwhile my subconscious was telling me that Theodore was not a good man and I should stay from him, but I shut it up. Because, now I was sure about one thing, and it was the fact that I liked Theodore Benson, and I was on my way to falling in love in with him, and even though my mind kept saying that no I could still fight him, that I could still run, I knew it was a lie. Theodore had effectively broken down those walls that I tried so hard to build, and now he was going to take over my heart, and rule over it, and there was nothing I could do about it. I just hoped that I would not be left with a shattered heart.

Theodore appeared after a few minutes in living room where I was waiting for him. He handed me my phone, and without sparing me a glance, he strode over thr front door and opened it and walked out, leaving me to follow him.

Once outside, Theodore wasted no time in slipping inside his Mercedes, while I sat in the passenger seat. He put the key in the ignition and drove out of the parking lot. Throughout the ride, neither Theodore nor I said a word, and that was perfectly fine by me. Even though I was hurt by his statement, I was angry that he was treating me in such a cold manner. Well if he wanted to act in a cold manner, then I would act that way too.

In no time, Theodore was at my apartment. I was just about to get out—without saying anything—when Theodore's voice stopped me. "I'm going for a business trip out of city for a week, you're not required to come to work till then. I'll come back next Monday and expect you back on Monday as well. Cancel all my appointments for next week. You may leave." He stated with no emotion whatsoever.

I wanted to cry and beg him not to go, but I knew I couldn't do that. I was his assistance, I should know better that bosses never went for their assistants. Still the thought of not seeing Theodore for a week sent a sharp stabbing pain in my heart.

"Okay, Mr. Benson." I said and got out of the car, closing the door firmly I walked towards the stairs that led to my apartment. I turned back and found Theodore driving away, and it felt like he was driving away from me forever.

I begun taking the stairs one at a time, and all the while my mind kept repeating only one thing.

Hailey, what have you gotten yourself into.


Author's Note.

Hi guys, Here is another chapter for all you lovely readers who take the time to read my story, hope I'm not too late.

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