Chapter 3 003

Jason's POV

Leaning against the wall, I used a hand to support my head and then placed the other on my waist as I alternated my weight from one foot to the other.

Last night, I was on my way to a function only for this street girl to run into my vehicle and now I was ladened with the responsibility of looking after her.

At the function, I was supposed to meet with my contracted wife and seal the agreement between both families.

This wasn't my choice; rather it was my father who had pushed me to the edge of the cliff, saying I had to get married before I took over the family businesses.

Ever since my first breakup back at high school, I lost interest in relationships and now I had to return to one just because I was a conglomerate heir.

A few minutes later, the doctor walked in with a file which I quickly flipped open, not as if I understood x-rays.

"No broken bones, she is neurological fit." He said and I exhaled in relief, taking in a deep breath.

Now left with her, I sat on the edge of the bed, my gaze fixed on her as I watched her chest rising and falling in rhythm.

Mesmerized by her beauty, I moved from the edge of the bed only to crouch next to her as I began to loosen the knot of her hair.

When I was done with this, I proceeded to clean the dirt smear on her face with a wet towel. I was about to take off her clothing and get her changed into one of my t-shirts since it reeked of dirt only for an ear splitting scream to stop me.

In a bid to defend herself, she took my hand into her mouth and then dug her teeth into it with no mercy.

When she finally let go, I staggered backwards as I seethed in pain while she watched with her big doe eyes.

"Are you insane?" I yelled at her.

"I should be the one asking you that." She slammed back as she went on her fours.

Instead of getting angrier at her, I shook my head to the side and then made my way out of the room.

On my return, she was looking around like she was on a tour but the moment she saw me, she kept a straight face.

"Here," I placed the tray containing a freshly cooked meal by her side and with my hand tucked inside of my pocket, I stepped aside.

She didn't make a move; rather, she was stamping her feet against the bed, humming a rhyme to herself.

Getting the message she wanted to pass across, I left the room but I remained in the corridor, watching her through the peephole.

She ate with so much appetite and soon I found myself smiling but I was quick to snap myself back.

We haven't even had a conversation, the circumstances surrounding our meeting weren't pleasant, yet I felt myself being drawn to her.

Pacing around the hallway with my hands tucked in my hair, I tried to push the thoughts that were ringing in my head off but I just couldn't.

Unable to keep my thoughts still anymore, I pushed the door in, only to get lost in her doe eyes which were staring back at me.

Closing the gap between us, I tried as hard as I could not to scare her but the look on her face wouldn't soften.

"I'm Jason Kaiser." I said, pushing my hand forward for a friendly handshake but she shifted her gaze away.

"I'm sorry I didn't read the room." Biting my lower lips in frustration, I rose and then made my way towards the door.

Just when I was about to grab the knob, I turned around to face her, "I will be heading out for a meeting and when I get back, we have a lot to talk about." I wasn't expecting a response from her but when she didn't, I felt bad but I didn't mention it to her.

Once I was in the hallway, I gestured to a maid who came running to me.

Nodding at the closed door, I said, "Look after her, I'm stepping out for a bit."

Nodding, she replied, "Yes sir." And then took her leave while I headed to my room.

As if on a cue, I had just stepped in when my phone began to buzz on my study desk.

Hurrying towards it, I thought it was my secretary trying to reach out to me in regards to the meeting in an hour but it turned out to be father.

Bracing myself for a sermon, I received the call.

"Father!" I groaned.

"Don't give me that tone, young man." He snarled. "You were supposed to be at the function last night, what happened? You couldn't even call to pass a message..."

"I got into an accident last night." I cut in. This was my only card and I had to play it without any delay.

"Accident? How did it happen? Tell me, where are you now?" He asked all in a millisecond.

"I'm home." I mumbled as I pushed my hand into my hair. "I hit someone, and I had to fix it..." I filtered off, my eyes slightly shut as I made my way towards the window.

"I asked you to get a driver but you wouldn't listen..." Father didn't stop there, he went on and on with his lashing that I regretted telling him what had happened.

Father was still ranting when my gaze fell on a figure making its way towards the gate.

It was no other person but the girl from last night.

"I will call you back." I said to my father and without giving him the chance to speak, I hung up.

Dialing the contact of the security personnel at the gate, I placed my phone against my ear, "Permit her to leave." I said, a smirk dancing on my lips.