Chapter 2 You want me to be a spy

Alexander breathed heavily; after he stopped his car on the side of the road. He stroked his locks of hair and looked back. He had passed a distance not far from her.

What is this misfortune that has fallen on my head?

He decided to return to her after feeling remorse. He found her standing there, wiping her eyes from tears.

He breathed a little in relief as he stopped his car.

Her gaze stuck to the car...without waiting for any other sign from him. She ran towards the car, catching her breath with difficulty.

She can't believe Mr. Alexander has come back to her.

"I can't believe... you are back, Mr. Alexander. You really are a good man, as Sila told me."

He raised his eyebrows and then looked at her for a few moments, as it seemed that she had a close relationship with Sila, the wife of his friend Arthur.

"When we reach the city...I don't want to see you again...make sure that the reason came back to you was for Sila because you are her friend."

He gave her an angry look and then turned his eyes back toward the road. She hastened to turn her eyes away from him.

"Don't worry, sir. You will never see me again."

At 2 a.m. on a city street, the car stopped in front of a hotel.

He looked at her closely and then looked toward the hotel. He waited for any reaction from her, but she was absent-minded.

"We have arrived."

She noticed what he was saying and turned to him, asking

"Where are we?"

He sighed as he stared at her.

"In front of the hotel, as you requested"

She looked at the hotel and then returned to look at him. What hotel did she tell him about? She only has ten dollars in her purse. She wanted to slap her pride and told him to take her to a cheap hotel and not this hotel where the rich go.

She furrowed her eyebrows and looked at the small bag that she hung over her shoulder.

"I'll get out of the car, don't worry."

He gave her a sharp look. He took out his wallet to give her some money.

"Take this money. You definitely need it now."

She looked at the money he gave her and swallowed her bitterness. She wished her brother had been kind and had not forced her to flee her city.

"Thank you, sir. I have money."

She rushed to open the car door before her tears betrayed her.

Her body shivered from the cold air as she left the car.

She looked at him, but his static gazes towards the road... made her know that he was waiting for the end of her company.

She backed away from any talk you would get his pity on and then closed the car door silently.

She looked at him for the last time and thought she had lost herself in a fate worse than she had imagined. She moved her feet with difficulty in front of the car.

She decided to make up her mind, telling herself,, that there is nothing wrong with humiliation,,.

His firm voice pierced her ears. He looked at her with a look that shivered her body.

"Get in the car before I change my mind."

After a while, she entered the empty restaurant with him. It seemed that it was about to close.

The worker approached him, telling him that they were about to close, but with the money that Alexander gave to the worker, the matter was resolved.

The owner of the restaurant came to welcome them. Her eyes watched everything around her.

Her hunger intensified, and Alexander indicated to her to sit down.

His gaze clung to her then he sighed exhaustedly, hoping that this night would end.

"Tell me your story. Why did you flee your city and your brother?"

She told him the reason why she ran away. Pity occupied his heart toward her.

"Do you think he can't get to you?"

Bella tensed at his tone and then lowered her head towards the intertwined palms of her hands.

"You also told me your brother is a criminal with a criminal record."

She kept lowering her head down...,, the pain gnawing at her heart,,.

"I still don't know why you ran away tonight?"

The words came out of her with difficulty and in a shaky tone

"He wants me to work in a nightclub."

He looked at her with a contemptuous look, he asked.

"How does Arthur allow his wife to be your friend?"

She swallowed his harsh words... She has to accept his talk to obtain his help.

He took out a packet of cigarettes and picked up a cigarette from it. Bella coughed hard, but he didn't care about her.

The silence continued between them for a moment; she lowered her eyes to her palms and then rubbed them hard.

She wanted to break this silence, so she spoke any talk until she made him talk to her.

"Sila told me that you own a huge company."

Her eyes glowed, hoping for his help and giving her a job in his company. She tensed as she saw his anticipating looks.

"I want your help, sir. I can do anything. I can work as a cleaning lady in your company."

The smile she saw on his lips captured her heart. She lowered her eyes shyly and then raised her eyes towards him, listening to his sarcastic response.

"I do not employ people involved in problems in my company. My employees have standards, even if this employee is cleaner."

,, She wished he had not uttered such a harsh answer.,,

She wanted to get up so that she could get him out of her trouble and the trouble of helping her.

"Thank you, sir, for the food."

"Sit." He commanded her in a firm tone.

I hesitated a little, but he repeated his command again.

"I have another offer for you, and you will get the money."

She waited to hear his offer, thinking for a moment that the offer he would make to her would be a low offer to take advantage of her need for help.

She drew many scenarios in her mind and even went too far with things.

He finished telling her with his offer, looking at her, waiting for her answer.

"I accept your offer."

She pushed her tongue forward to wet her lips with it, asking.

"You suspect your wife, sir."

Alexander relaxed his body on the seat he sat on, staring at her with a mysterious look.

"You just agreed to the offer. You have no right to ask about the reasons. I don't like asking too many questions. You have to execute."

His tone came out cold, causing her to swallow her saliva in embarrassment. He looked at her for a long time, checking her facial features and tension.

"When you go to work as a maid in the house. You have never seen me before."

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She stood looking at the building he had taken her to after she slept last night in a luxury hotel.

She felt nervous as she raced with his steps, then swallowed her saliva..,, fearing what would happen if his wife found out that she would be a spy on her and not just a servant,,.

"I'm not fit for this job, sir. Your wife can spot me at first sight. I'm a fool. Believe me, sir."

Alexander stopped in front of the elevator, signaling her to enter

"If you want to break the contract, leave now."

She looked at him at a loss, looking around her.

"I don't know anyone here except you, sir, and I don't have a place to live or money... and you refused to hire me in your company."

His gaze narrowed towards her, giving her sharp looks.

"You make me feel...that I have hired you as an international spy. This work will not make you lose anything. You will pass on her news and calls to me."

"I will be a spy, sir, in your wife's house."

She whispered her words with emotion.

He breathed wearily. He hated the moment she got into the car.

"Don't be afraid. You're a spy for a good job, Bella. Do you feel comfortable now?"

"You're kidding, sir."

Her features were narrowed after she chanted her talk, and despite him, he was smiling at her resentful figure.

He leaned toward her, and she backed away with a jerk, her heart pounding hard.

He was surprised that her body shivered, but his astonishment quickly disappeared, and then he returned to his sharp tone.

"Bella, you're here so I can make the right decision for my marriage."

Her cheeks flushed from his closeness to her. He smiled, realizing what kind of woman she was.

"Don't lie to me about anything... every piece of information you will tell me about her movements will save me from her deception or perhaps save our marriage."

"You love your wife, sir."

She does not know why she asked this question, and her curiosity pushed her to get the answer.

Alexander ignored her question and turned the elevator back on.

Her eyes widened in panic as she just realized where she was.

"I've changed my mind. I don't want to work as a spy."

Before he could understand the reason for her sudden panic, she started pressing the elevator control buttons; randomly.

He pulled her arm after seeing the disaster she was doing.

"What are you doing, crazy?"

"I want the elevator to stop."

"Did you do this foolish thing to make the elevator stop?.. You're going to kill us like this."

He pulled her arm away from the position of the buttons; there was a slight jolt as the elevator returned to operation.

Her balance became unbalanced when her foot twirled under her without noticing that she leaned towards him.

She was in his arms, breathing in his scent... Against his will, he surrounded her slender waist with his arm, which it has not yet recovered since the accident that happened to him two weeks ago.