"I said go and remove your freaking hand off him!" I yelled at the girl and forcibly u clasp her fingers from Auton's shoulders.
My eyes were flaring with anger, my cheeks felt like it was burning, and my hands want to reach for the woman's flirty dress.
"What the heck is your problem?!" Her eyes dropped down to my clothes, and when she shifted her gaze towards my face, I saw that her orbs were now tainted with disgust.
"Tayla..." Auton's deep voice sounded behind me. His warm hands wrapped around my stomach, pulling me closer to him.
"Auton, do you know this dirty girl?" Her stagy voice made my face more scrunched up. People with money are smug. They will insult the average people and will glance at them like a dirty rag.
I sarcastically smirked and shifted my eyes towards Auton's face. His eyes were dark and intense, making my heart boom louder than what it already is. I silently removed his hands away from my waist and gave the girl a head-to-foot before striding out of that place, untying the apron behind me.
"Tayla!" I heard some large, heavy steps coming from behind me but I made my steps faster. If I can just run, then I would.
Something about talking or even facing Auton Smith is making me tremble in both fear and embarrassment. By now, I am scolding myself as to why I did it.
I shouldn't have dragged myself into this mess!
I heard his baritone voice calling my name multiple times. He was still far away from me, but when his steps became faster and his voice louder, I knew I'd lost it.
I am dead.
I shook my head and closed my eyes as hard as I could when I felt his warm hands clasping around my wrist. He pulled my arm backward, making me face him and for my forehead to bump on his hard chest.
"What the hell?" I tried to hide the dread in my system by covering it with my loud voice.
I knew he would be angry. He was probably embarrassed by what I did in front of his newly found flavor of the month! But I don't care.
He told me he would pursue me! I felt so betrayed! I admit I am in doubt of everything he tells me but I am extremely disappointed right now because it has been confirmed!
Auton Smith, a man whom I concluded as mysterious yet a good person is actually a cheater in the making! If he had me whirled around his fingers, then I would probably be damned whipped and would be hurt after some months!
"What the fuck is wrong with you?" His deep voice thundered. His eyes were sharp and bloodshot, his jaw clenching hard, and his hand wrapped around my wrist tightly.
The pain from his hold slowly crept in me. I closed my eyes and tried to move my arm away from him but his other hand moved towards my waist, making me lose the chance to escape from his anger.
"Auton...I-it hurts!" I yelped.
If he would make his hold longer, then my hand will have a red mark on it. This man is so fit that he could easily break me if he wanted and it only made me more afraid.
I shouldn't have done that crap!
His grip loosened, but just when I thought that I could finally escape and run away from him, he bent his knees and carried me on his shoulders.
I shrieked in shock. I slapped his back with my hands and wag my feet, screaming to put me down but he only held my back with his hand and put me down inside the passenger seat of his car. He immediately turned towards the driver's seat and locked the door.
I reached for the door and tried to open it, my brows almost uniting because of anger.
"Auton! Open the damn door! I don't want to be with you!" I yelled. He moved closer and locked my seat belts, his eyes glaring at me.
"I'm too merciful if you think I would grant your wish." He shook his head and drove away from Talk and Chill.
"Why did you even left your damn girl? Go back and leave me alone!"
"Leave me alone, " he hissed. "I left you alone and this was what happened."
I groaned and put my arms across my chest, my cheeks burning hard while trying to calm myself down.
He drove faster until I noticed that this isn't the road towards my place. I shifted my weight and furrowed my brows.
"You're going the wrong way, you should've turned left, " I uttered, trying to filter my annoyance.
He gave me nothing but a blank stare as a response. I heaved an exaggerated sigh and glued my eyes on the car window.
We stopped in front of a big mansion. It was located inside a large, expensive subdivision where elites were probably living.
"Get out, " he said after he opened the door for me. I unlocked the seat belts and stood up, my eyes still glaring at him.
"You should've dropped me off my place. I don't want to be with you, " I replied.
The black, wooden double doors are what welcomed my eyes the moment I stepped out.
Is this his house?
Too big for a man like him.
But on the second thought, he might be living with his family. I blinked my eyes and whirled around.
"Why did you brought me here?
I want to go home!" I abruptly went towards the car to open it but he put his hands at my waist, his arm stopping me from going in.
I glanced at him. His brows were furrowed, and his lips pursed in a grim line.
"We need to talk."
And the next thing I knew, he dragged me towards the grand staircase and stopped in front of a black door. He opened it and locked it afterward.
The room was dark, but the lamp on his bedside table was enough for his eyes to be reflected.
"Now, tell me what is wrong." He turned the lights on, making me see how he looked clearly.
He removed his ponytail and put my gartered scrunchy beside the lamp.
I was standing behind the door, crossing my arms as I observed his every movement...or maybe, searching for the best alibis I could give him.
I didn't utter any word and instead dropped my eyes at the yellow lamp. It was hard to stare at him.
"Tayla, "
"Why am I even here? Looks like you dragged a wrong arm." I angrily uttered.
"I dragged the right woman. What are you talking about?"
"What are you talking about my ass, you had the guts to even bring me here after dancing with another woman...sensually! Gross!"
To hell with this sudden wrath of mine. I hate how I am so sensitive right now!
I saw him scrunching his forehead more. He took a step towards me, but I also stepped backward the maintain a gap between us.
"Tayla, I am just having fun–"
"Heck! Then you should have enjoyed the night to your fullest!"
"How would I do that if you're flaring with anger?" He retorted.
And again, he closed the gap between us and placed both of his hands on my waist. He slightly squeezed it, making me jump a bit.
"Remove your hands off me!" I slapped his hands off me. Remembering how he touched the girl and how the girl caressed his shoulders made me cringe in disgust.
"You are a cheater in the making! You told me you like me and that you'll pursue me! But I was just gone for a day and you are now flirting with another woman!" I punched his chest. He didn't even budge, and instead placed his hands at my side.
I saw his muscles tensing, making me gulp, and shook my head. I shouldn't be distracted by those movements.
"Stop touching me! I don't want a man like–"
"Then tell me what the heck should I do, Tayla! Because it drives me insane!" My words were cut off by his sudden burst.
"You told me you don't like me and even ditched me! You are even ignoring all the efforts I have done but you kept on acting the other way! It confuses me like hell!"
"And fuck..." He held onto my waist again and put his chin on my shoulder.
"I like you, but I am not allowed. If I like another woman, I am also not allowed! Tayla...tell me what to do. You are confusing me as hell."