I opened my mouth to say something but he gave no space. The blood in his skin was visible and every time he sees me, he gets mad.

"Who sent you to trespass my estate?" He patiently asked me but I heard a creak of his jaw bone, grinding against one another.

Noo!

"I wasn't trespassing, sir. As I said, I just wanted to meet you to talk about my credit card."

"Why the hell you keep on yapping about the stupid card which I already threw out of my window that night itself?"

"You d-did what?" I stared at the king of morons.

"Mr. Blaze, you have a call from Mrs. Zahra." A familiar voice got in between us and we both looked at the old guy who accompanied Mr. Stormy that day.

"Tell her to suck herself." He roared to the old man without courtesy. I shuddered by the tone.

Without minding anything, he quickly took the camera off my neck. "Huh!" I gasped in tread.

And unfortunately my camera came to life, revealing all the images I perfectly captured.

Holy fish!

"Do you know how much it costs you for messing up with me?" His demeanour turned to me, "You're grounded for life!!" His loud voice creased my heart and now I know why he approved my appointment. I just fell in his trap, just like that.

I'm pathetic!

"Sir," I pleaded, my chest swelling with fear that I couldn't graduate, "Please, forgive me. I know I did a mistake. But I had no way to gain money."

Zayan stared at me, rolling his eyes and slightly scoffing.

"I was stupid to think that I would get money by selling your images to a press." My eyes almost turned moist, yet I keep fighting to push it away.

Arthur was looking at us with no clue what was happening.

"If my father comes to know this, he would kill me right away. Consider me as a girl who is no harm for you."

Mr. CEO raised one eyebrow like he's not affected by my desperate cry. I was shown a photograph of a man who I've never seen before, all of a sudden.

"Do you know who is this?".

Afraid of telling anything wrong, I looked at him for a little long.

"Answer my questions and you can leave the place." Mr. Stormy looked at me with a concern, "No cases against you, if you tell the truth."

The sudden change of heart, soothed my pulse.

I sniffed before shaking my head, "I dunno who's he."

"What are the things you've seen in the house?" He enquired like a boss, those green eyes lingering on my face.

"Bushes, big veranda, steel gates, small vent, but nothing visible. The house must be empty as no one answered my bell." I heaved in a long breath as I saw him nodding to me.

"Who do you work?" His glare softened and he strike off a spill of my tear from my face.

I felt a little flutter but more void feeling.

"I'm an engineering student, s-sir." My voice sounded steadier than before.

"Student?" He muttered under his breath. "Who told you to take my pictures?" Lifting my chin with his thumb, he asked.

"Brenton, my friend. He's working at Week-Tide press, for exchange of money, I agreed." I told everything I knew, shaming to look at him.

"Why do you need money?"

"I am neither rich, nor my parents lend me any money. I just want to start my career with a camera as a photogra-"

♪♪♪ tring tring ♪♪♪

Suddenly a ringtone intruded our conversation and Zayan didn't appreciate it one bit. "Yes, mom." He attended the call from the phone Arthur has brought.

"What? You didn't tell me... I am not in the mood, mom... Who's idea is that?... I know why dad do that... I don't even know her name... Fine!!... I'll be there..."

Zayan sighed and shut his eyes, trying to control the hulk inside. His green eyes quickly looked at me with a confused glare. That stare lasted for a solid one minute, trying to tell something. I was afraid to take off my eyes from his magnetic one.

I've no clue what did the call do to him but he suddenly turned like a person who I was a moment ago.

"You're free tonight?" Zayan shook my shoulders, like trying to get a drink out of vending machine. What now?

"S-Sir?" I tried not to wince. "Just tell me!" Impatiently he shook me again.

"Ah... Yeh, I guess." A frown took over my forehead when I look around whether anyone is watching us.

"Look at me." He push my face to him, "You're a girl, right?"

"WHAT?! Yes I am."

Is he insane?

"Fine, fine," His feet barely stayed in the floor, "I want you tonight."

"Excuse me?" I pull myself back but he slapped his forehead, "No, I mean, I need you to come to a dinner. I'll give you whatever amount of money you ask me now."

His words sprinted like a cheetah that I comprehended only half of them.

"Just do what I say during the family dinner. Please don't deny it. It means a lot to me. Okay?"

Am I getting a proposition?

"That video feed..." I pointed the TV and he grabbed my hands into his, "Fuck the CCTV, girl. Be my side for one dinner, I'll make you rich!"

The six feet man pleaded like he starved seven nights and really want food. To whom? To a priceless girl who got trapped by applying for a shit appointment?

"Just say yes to act as a girlfriend in front of my fiancé, will you?"

Huh? Is she ugly, man? Do he have any idea how hard it is to get into a relationship?

Arthur closed his mouth in astonishment with his hand. Frick, he's trying to ditch a girl? That too through me?!!

My mouth was wide open while my mind voice was laughing for the joke he just said.

My arms get full chills as his grip in my arm didn't go yet. "This is... I am confused. I am just a student, sir. You are a company's CEO. How can I do that even in my dreams?"

I respect his position at least.

"You want to be a photographer?" That burning desperation was soaked in his eyes so much, "Relax, Lily. I know this is a lot but think about the end."

Do I just get caught for what I did or want to agree to the man who don't know my name yet and get the money?

Uh! This is hard.

"Don't you think that's too straight forward? I need time to think, sir." I couldn't process the thought of holding the jerk's hand and pretending like his cheeky-chubby, kissy-missy girlfriend. No way!

"I swear I don't have time to give you to think!" I really feel sorry for him, when he shrugged like that.

"I... I am no good actor. I-"

"I'll take the turns to lie, just nod to whatever I say there. Easy right?" His voice was virtually opening up his wings to lend me a new reality to live the life I like.

"What if I don't make it?" I bit my lip to control the anxiety bubbling up my chest.

Zayan snarled while jerking back, "There could only be we don't make it in this plan." He quickly looked away but caught my widened eyes, "Either conquer or die."

An accurate shade of darkness took over him like a new personality that I couldn't shake of the fear which sewed my chest.

His finger pointed at me as if sending instruction, "Understand, li'l fox?"

Ceasing my breath, "Understood, master."

He got to be kidding me.