Chapter 3 SO GOD-LIKE!

~Delilah

****THE NEXT MORNING****

I tossed a bit around the bed as I tried to get back my spirit. I felt so unrelaxed at first but then my eyes slowly opened and when I felt the light in my eyes, with a fresh breath, I seemed to find myself back.

Looking up, I saw the clean white ceiling and couldn't help but jerk up.

Where was I? I thought as I glanced across the room. The smell of antiseptic filling my nostrils.

"oh shit!" I cursed and tried to come down from the bed when I realized that I was on treatment.

Rolling my eyes, I pulled out the strings.

"Bitch I am fine," I spat and sat up.

Taking another deep breath, I couldn't help but recall Ajay in bed with some girl.

Feeling highly disappointed, I held my emotions. I couldn't let my emotions betray me anymore. I am known to be a pretty strong woman and I will be it henceforth, I tried to promise myself.

Touching my face, I could feel the swells at the corner of my eyes.

How did I get here though? I asked myself as I thought of making a move.

Looking around, I didn't see any dress to change into and I seemed to be in a VIP ward.

I left the bed and walked towards the mini wardrobe that was in the ward, opened it but nothing nice was there, just some piece of hospital uniform.

I bet I would have to leave this place and branch at my girlfriend's store then. I thought and packed up my red long hair into a bun.

I got to the door and opened it only to get blocked by some uniformed men.

They looked like security but not the police. More like private security guards.

But I never hired one and Ajay never really cared about my safety so who could they be? I thought and had to brush it off my mind.

"Excuse me, sir!" I said to one of them, my voice cracking.

"You are not allowed to leave ma'am. Please go inside and have more rest." one of them said to me.

"Are you kidding me? Are you for real? Who the hell are you guys?" I couldn't help but ask.

"We are simply doing our job ma'am or we will be screwed. Please understand and wait for our boss to arrive." another said to me and gently put me in, closing the door right after that.

What?

Boss?

You all must be kidding...

I was already feeling so bored just having to waste away in this room that I started thinking of other means.

I walked to the windows and looked down only to realize that I was in a very high part of the building.

I didn't think I could do this though.

I then sighted a long and strong robe under the bed. Taking it out, I quickly tied a part of it around my waist and the other end at the edge of the window.

This will be interesting. I thought as I prepared to jump.

Looking down, I then sighted security men all over at the exact spot I would land if I ever thought of using this method.

Shocked, I walked to the other window to check and it was the same.

Fed up, I let myself loose from the rope and went back to lay on the hospital bed.

This time, a bit pissed. It then crossed my mind what would happen if I eventually did that and someone took a picture.

The thought of the non-existent photo made me nervous so much that I had to close my eyes and really try to sleep again.

Then I heard the door open and then forced my eyes open to see who it was.

Seeing the back view of a man I didn't know, I shut my eyes again and tried to use the other part of the pillow to close my face.

Then I felt the presence of the man. He seemed to be drawing closer to me but there was something about this presence that felt like a living wind to me in disguise.

"How are you feeling little dove?" I heard him say.

I could already tell he knew I was pretending to be asleep so I decided to open my eyes.

"erm, I... Erm..."

"Who paused the treatment?" he asked, squeezing his incredibly good-looking brows.

I looked at this man from his head to toe and couldn't have been more blown away.

Ajay was a handsome man but this stranger looked good on a whole different level.

His blonde hair perfectly matched his skin. I could see how well-arranged his hair was which enabled me to imagine just how well kept and organized he could be. His brown eyes glowed, matching with his long eyelashes and I was tempted to know what it felt like.

He had this pointed nose that I felt so interested in and don't let me get started with the lips, it was so sexy and pink.

His height was heavenly and he had this perfectly built body structure.

Could he be the boss those guards were talking about?

He looked so god-like!

Putting his left hand into his jean pants and standing in front of me made me so nervous that I had to swallow the lump that formed in my throat.

I couldn't look him in his eyes and had to direct my eyes to his shirt yet it made things worse for me as I had to notice the not-all-buttoned shirt that exposed his collarbones.

Could someone be so perfect to this point? I thought and managed to look up at him again, doing my best to appear fine and not blown away.

Then I recalled that I had seen that face somewhere.

Remembering the man from the night before, I froze.

I had tried so hard to not think about last night's accident and how I had watched my car burn right in front of me, but it seemed that I would never be able to avoid it as this man here was tied to my memories.