❁ Forget the butterflies, she felt the entire zoo in her stomach when she was with him. ❁

Nora's POV

People from Packers and movers are still at my Ex apartment while Hans said he would drive me to his home right now.

I decided to carry all my very important and personal kind of stuff with myself only while other things like my clothes, my computer and blah blah are to be moved by the P&M agency.

The main grand door opens as we reach Hans' house. The security guard, the same one I scolded when Joe went missing, stares at me while I gives him a nervous smile from inside of the car.

" He still gets nightmares from that specific evening. " Hans jokes around to which I give a light chuckle. " My bad, I'd be happier if his boss would be the one having nightmares. "

We step out of the car as we cross the front yard area. " Welcome to our home. " he smiles while I look at him with a peculiar expression.

What did he mean by ' our home '?

" ... Our home, for a month. " he corrects himself.

Yeah, that's fine.

I step inside of the remarkably gorgeous house. But why do I have notch in my nose?

" Achhu... " I sneeze and sneeze. There's something wrong.

" Meet our homey, Becky. She's Noria-- I mean Nora. " I turn around to see who is he talking to.

" What the hell? " I scream and run across the Hall to save my life.

Becky, is a Dog!

Confession No 37 - I'm allergic and a very little afraid of dogs.

Becky barks at me while I jump on the sofa then to the table then run to the other end of the Hall. But it still chases me.

What do I do?

Oh heaven, I don't want to die from a dog's bite. I keep running over the furniture and floor and what not, when I finally hear Hans' laugh.

He's laughing!?

" You bastard. Can't you stop this dog. " I shout.

" I can, love. But I'm enjoying this way too much. " he confesses while relaxing his back on the doorframe. If Becky is his dog. Only he can stop it. Thinking this, I cross the distance and jump over him.

While hanging myself on him like a spider on its web, I fit my face in the crook of his neck. My arms around his chest, and legs around his thighs, super tightly. " Protect me. Please. " I cry with literal tears in my eyes.

Our hearts beating loudly against each other's chest. He completes the hug, putting his arms around my back. " I will. " he softly mumbles in my ear slightly rubbing my hair.

" Becky, go to your room. " he commands.

Is it gone? Do I have to get off his embrace? Oh heavens, I don't want to.

Nora, you're being ridiculous. Get away.

Well, he's hugging me too. If he wanted me to pull off he'd no longer be hugging me this tight. And if I pull off, it will get too awkward.

" She's gone, love. "

Who's gone?

Oh yeah, yeah. The dog. Guess, I have to pull off, finally. I slowly stand on my own legs and move my face away from him neck. In the process my hairs don't leave a chance to play with his face.

He lifts his soft fingers and tuck the hairs behind my ear. I was trying my very best to not look at his face. But I can't miss the long lost opportunity to look at him from this close, can I?

Big mistake. I shouldn't have looked into his eyes. Now it's more hard to get off him.

My mind seems to be having a war on its own about how to get out of this situation but him, on the contrary, he seems to be enjoying it all very much. He looks at my forehead and then ear as if he's trying to examine my face.

He doesn't lose his grip on me at all. In fact, his eyes which were earlier examining my face details, are now looking at my lips. Why do I have a sudden urge to lick my lips?

Shit! His palm that was already behind my skull, is now slightly pushing my head towards his handsome face.

Oh heavens, before something unexplainable happens, I better pull off now.

I pull away and stand straight on my legs, while he stands next to me. I have no courage to meet eyes with him or even look at him.

" Look, I don't mind such intense moments but next time please let's not do it here. I have a hundred and Twenty thousand dollar bed in my room for a reason. " he smirks and vanishes, I don't know where.

I stopped seeing anything since I saw him that closely.

Wait!? What did he just say? What did he mean by that?

That bastard!

***

I need a shower, and my stuff hasn't arrived yet, and it will probably take some more hours. But I can't stay in these clothes since that Becky The Barky almost preyed on me.

I need a shower that's it!

One of the house staff told me Hans isn't gonna be home till midnight, and it's just a quarter past seven in the evening. Should I take a shirt from his wardrobe?

I mean, I'm sure my stuff will arrive in atmost 2-3 hours. Worst case scenario, if it doesn't arrive then too, I will sleep in my room before Hans comes, and will get ready for office early before he gets up.

Yeah, I'm a genius.

After not-exactly-stealing a light blue shirt from Hans' wardrobe, I take a long shower, scrubbing my skin with loofah, to make sure I don't have any germs from that Becky The Barky.

I washed my hair today morning only, but I can't help the fear of that dog's germs in my hair, I wash it again. Remember when I said, I had brought some of my personal and important stuff. I meant my shampoo, body wash and my comb etc.

But how come I don't know Hans had a dog?

As I walk out off the bathroom, my eyes move up to the clock to see it's 8:30. Guess, it's the worst case scenario. I wish I could sleep on the couch as I'm not very comfortable on new beds but guess we don't have many options.

***

"Mr. Williamson, why are you here? How do you know I'm in America? "

" Nori, honey, aren't you going to call me daddy? "

" You abandoned me and then sold me in a deal. You're not my father. Why are you here? "

" I miss you, Nori. Come and meet me. Please. "

" You're right here, you've seen me. Now don't ever come back again. Go. I said go. "

" Go! " I scream and find myself crying in sleep. Was that a dream? What was it about?

Covering my mouth with a pillow I cry as if my heart would break. Why he is coming to dreams after selling me in a business deal? I did the right thing, I told him to go away.

I need water.

Why is here no water?

Subconsciously, I make my way out of the room to the hall to get some water down my drought throat. It's dark here. What time is it?

" What are you doing here in the middle of the night? " my body gives out a flinch as I hear Hans' voice from behind. The lights throughout the hall turn on to kill the darkness. I whirl to face him.

He looks at me from head to toe and I realise I'm wearing his shirt which is barely covering my mid thighs. “ Jesus, what the hell are you wearin-- Is that my shirt? What the bloody hell? It hasn't been a day and you have started stealing my clothes. ”

“ I didn't exactly steal, okay. My stuff hasn't arrived yet and I was--” I make my way towards him as I try to explain myself when he stops me.

“ Wait, stop right there. ” he passes me an AC blanket from the drawer beside the sofa, so that I can cover my legs. “ When you stole my shirt, why didn't you steal some bottoms as well? ” he hisses.

“ Your trousers won't fit me. And it's not something I'm proud of. I will return your shirt, you understand.” I admit embarrassingly while wrapping the blanket around my body. However, I can't deny, I'm enjoying Hans being shy around me.

“ By the way, sometimes my girlfriends forget their clothes in my house. They must be still in the store room. You can have them, I won't mind. ” he teases as he understands I'm enjoying his awkwardness.

Cheapster!

“ You screw your girlfriends in store room? Chav. ” I mock to which he rolls his eyes and moves towards the sofa.

Isn't he going to bed?

“ It's my house, I can do whatever whenever I please. ” he answers to my unasked question. He futher continues, “ I suppose I'm going to finish a movie I started last weekend. Wanna join in? ”

I actually lost all my sleep. Should I watch a movie with him? I mean why not? What could possibly go wrong?It's just a movie.

He pats on his right side of the sofa, so I walk over and sit on his left.

He sets the thermostat's temperature low with his universal control remote. Then he clicks on theme number two, and all the curtains go shut, very dim yellow lightings turn on, and a lavender fragrance soothes my nostrils.

“ You're gonna love this movie. ” he smirks. Maybe it's a Rom-Com, because I know he knows I love Rom-Com movies.

I'm excited!

The movie starts and the scene is a little dark, hard to guess the movie. I can't even guess which actress is this. Maybe she's searching for something. Oh oh great here comes the hero. “ Are you lost Baby girl? ”

Shit!

My body freezes for a whole damn minute. Oh heavens, never on earth could I predict that Hans was going to play this movie, 365 Days.

The famous erotic film.

I swallow my own saliva, and try to catch his looks from the corner of my eye in this dim lighting. He's watching it being as serious as it's a murder mystery.

Great, I'm watching this very appropriate film with my boss. Not awkward at all. Note the sarcasm. I've never really watched this film, every passing second feels like a horror to me.

More horrifying than a horror movie.

I think I should leave. But then it will be more awkward. He will think I'm having weird dirty thoughts in my head and I can't control them so I'm leaving.

But this movie is supposed to give you weird dirty thoughts!

Oh heavens, there's a tension between the couple, I think a horrifyingly awkward scene is coming. Should I shut my eyes?

Now what is Hans doing?

Why is he coming closer? He places his hands on both sides of mine. How come I didn't notice, he is wearing a smoking hot white shirt, with three top buttons open.

It's getting too hot here already.

Is that why he lowered the temperature on thermostat? I blink my eyes million times in a single second and force myself into the backrest of the sofa but he on the contrary doesn't seem to bulge.

“ Are you having dirty thoughts, baby girl? ”

“ Wha- What? ”

“ Watching 365 Days with your boss, wearing his shirt. How thrilling is that. ” he smirks and I want to jump away, curse him verbally, kill him but my body just doesn't move. I just give him peculiar glares.

“ I will return your shirt. ” is all I could come with.

“ Right now? ”

“ What? ”

He comes a little more closer making me close my eyes. I don't know what he's trying to do but I feel like I've lost the strength to stop him.

After five, seven, ten seconds, when nothing happens, I open my eyes to find out, he came closer to me just to grab the remote that was kept by my side.

He turns off the TV right before the most dangerous scene. And honestly, I'm glad about that.“ Now, it's time to go to sleep... ” he says and I get up with the blanket still wrapped around me.

“ ...babygirl. ” he adds and pulls me from my wrist making the blanket drop on the floor while he grabs me through my waist and letting me fall on him. He then turns me upside down.

Now he's all over me.

“ Now what? ” I stutter in frustration, nervousness and furiousness at the same time. He slowly makes his way to my ear and whispers, “ You must be uncomfortable on the new bed. You can sleep on the couch as long as you want. ”

Saying this, he leaves in a snap leaving me with a thousand butterflies in my stomach.

He remembers it all too well.

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Hello, humans. ٩( ᐛ )و

❁ Do you ever just feel so antisocial that you don't even want to talk to yourself?

❁ That's me nowadays. 🤷🏻‍♀️

❁ Also, have you watched 365 Days Or 50 Shades of Gray?