Cassia's POV
To my surprise, the receptionist told me to go up after he talked to someone on the telephone. I was expecting him not to let me in just like that because I wasn't working there and I didn't even have an appointment. But of course, I didn't care about all that because I was itching to punch Axel Dixon's face.
A middle aged woman ushered me to his office when I reached his floor. When she left, I let myself in without knocking because of anger. Then I saw Axel's smug face. It looked like he was enjoying seeing me like this.
"How dare you do this to me?! What did I ever do to you to treat me this way?!" I asked furiously as tears were threatened to well down my eyes but blinked it back. I would never give him the satisfaction of seeing me cry in front of him.
"I won't answer that question right now baby but soon, you will know. Anyway, I knew you would come. Today is your deadline eh?" He said smirking like he's insulting me, like he already won.
"I want to know your decision now. Just tell me you agree to it already. You need money right?
Remember, your mom needs to have a surgery today" I wanted to retaliate and fight him but he got me. I really need money ASAP and soon I will be jobless. But the most important of all was my mom. She needed a heart donor and large amount of money in order for her to live. I swallowed hard, still unable to produce any word. I wanted to hit his face and remove that smirk on his face.
"I will give you 5 seconds. I'm tired of waiting for your decision. I have waited for too long.
5...
....4..
...3" My eyes widened as he started to pack his things like he was about to go out while still counting. I panicked and because of that, I said the word that I probably regret saying.
As much as I wanted to punch his face, he reminded me of my problems and that cornered me like a cat in front of a dog. I sighed.
"I accept" He smiled happily for a moment before he cleared his throat and turned emotionless.
"Good. Let's go" he said and tugged my hand. I scowled at him. I felt irritated and angry of his behavior but for some reason a delicious shiver ran down my spine when he touched me. He pulled me inside the elevator. When we reached down the ground floor and the elevator opened, the employees who were there stared at us curiously as we walked out of the building. When we reached the parking lot, I saw his private parking lot and his sleek and beautiful red sports car. I looked at him questioningly when he motioned me to get inside his car.
"Where the heck are you taking me?" I asked him while glaring at him. After I sat on the passenger's seat, he closed the door and went to the driver's seat. My eyes widened when he moved over me close enough that our faces almost touched. I almost forgot to breathe because of our position. I wanted to yell at him but I felt like if I moved, he would kiss me. I saw him smirked and before I could react, I felt him fastened my seat belt and sat back on his seat while still smirking.
I wanted to smack his face to rob off that smirk on his face but I suddenly didn't have the guts to. After he fixed his seat belt, he started the car and started driving to God knows where. We were driving for almost 10 minutes when I couldn't take it anymore and talked to him.
"Where are we going?"
"To your place" He said matter-of-factly. I frowned at him.
"Why would we go there?" I asked while trying to calm myself down.
"To get your things" He answered while concentrating on driving.
"What?! Why would I get my things?" He stopped the car because of the red light and looked at me with serious expression.
"You accepted my offer so now you must move in with me" My lips parted in shock of what he was telling me. He was making it sounded like it was an easy thing to do, like it was easy to just change my life style and all of a sudden.
"No! I just accepted your offer. You just want me to....t-to bear you a c-child, isn't?" I asked as I tried to make it sounded casual as I could be but I failed miserably. Just thinking now that I agreed to his crazy offer made me shivered coldly.
"Yes. That's why I am telling you now to get your things because you will be living with me until you deliver the baby"
I swallowed hard. I suddenly had the urge to take back what I said and just forget about all this. But then, I remembered that all my problems could be sorted out by him with just a snap of his fingers.
Then an idea flashed in my head. I clasped my fingers together and prayed that he would agree to it. I cleared my throat and stared at him intently.
"You are rich right? If you want a child then we can just do it artificially, I mean artificial insemination
or----
"Whatever you want to tell me, stop it right now.
The answer is no" I huffed in frustration. And I was hoping he would agree since he just wanted a child.
"You just want a child right? Then we can do that or maybe I can just donate some of my egg cells and then we can just find a surrogate mother. You know, people can almost do anything now with the help of science and technology" I said, trying to convince him the best I could. He just looked at me like he was bored with our topic but didn't say anything. I was about to say something again when the car came to a halt. I looked around us and to my surprise, we were in front of my apartment building.
"How did you know where I live?" I asked him exasperatedly. Instead of answering me, he went out of the car and opened the car door for me.
"Thanks...Anyway, answer me!" I demanded him which made him chuckle.
"You know what, you talk a lot. Anyway, let's go.
It's getting late" He said and started walking inside the building. When we were inside the elevator, my brows creased when he was the one who pushed the 3rd floor button. I didn't question him how did he know so much about me. He was a rich and influential man and asking him would be just silly.
"Just get what you think you'll need. I will provide everything so basically you don't need almost everything inside this apartment. I just brought you here for you to get the things you want" I heaved a sigh and controlled myself from yelling at him. The way he was talking to me was irritating and I was beginning to feel like he was going to control my life. I just packed my clothes and some personal stuff. Soon after that, we were in his car again, driving to his place.