Romance With Mr Billionaire novel Chapter 5

Bethel's Pov:

I tried pushing him away but couldn't as he kept weighing me down and kissing me.

Next; he sent his hands under my skirt and my fears increased. Jackson can't do this to me. I'm not ready for this.

Without looking, I moved my hand and reached for the glass of wine on the table and luckily, I was able to get it.

I took it up and poured it into his face and it inconvenienced him. That way, I was able to push him away and stood on my feet immediately.

"Bethel..."

"What the hell's wrong with you, Jackson?" I yelled angrily and brooked him from holding my hand.

I nabbed my bag from the chair and ran out of the house immediately

"Bethel wait!" I heard him call after me but didn't stop to look at him as I took to my heels and got to the gate.

I opened the gate myself and rushed out and thank goodness! I saw a cab immediately I got to the road and I boarded it.

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I got home feeling really angry and perturbed. I was so paranoid. Why the hell did Jackson act the way he did? Would he had seriously forced himself on me? How could he do such a thing?

I was so restless and couldn't even think of eating. I thought he was a nice person? I mean, I trusted him. How could he think of forcing himself on me?

If I had been unable to stop him, would he have really raped me?

I didn't even take off my uniforms but just laid quietly on the bed.

What Jackson did was really shocking. I swear, I never expected it from him.

I heard my phone ringing and discovered it was him calling.

I ended the call and put the phone on silent, keeping it far from me. I can't even think of talking to him right now. What else does he have to say?

I shook my head and stared at the ceiling. This is so dissapointing. Could I be making a mistake falling for someone like him?

I kept brooding about the whole thing and didn't realise when I slept off.

I woke up hours later with my family still feeling heavy and muzzy. Well, how wouldn't I? When I had been thinking even in my dreams?

I took up my phone and discovered 11 missed calls and 2 messages. What the heck?

I checked out the missed calls and discovered 7 was from Jackson while four from Nicole.

I opened then messages and both was from Jackson.

The first one read:

Please Bethel, I'm sorry

And the second:

just pick up the call. Give me a chance to explain please

I rolled my eyes and dropped the phone back on the bed. The whole thing was still a shocker to me. So what could he possibly want to explain?

I was about picking up the phone again when I heard a knock on the door and sluggishly went to check it out.

I opened the door and surprisingly, well - not really surprisingly - it was Nicole.

"Geez! What the hell's wrong with you, Bethel? Why weren't you picking your calls? I called for like a hundred times" she said immediately she spotted my face, not even giving me a chance to breathe.

I looked at her from head to toe and confirmed she was looking good.

Wow!