Chapter 11

Ava’s POV

I finally left the elevator cheeks blazing red at what we had just done in a company elevator! And Damien, he had confessed and told me that he wanted me.

But I had rejected him.

Truthfully, I wanted him too. He just had this way of bringing my body to life in ways that no one had ever done.

But still, I was scared.

I was scared to have my heart broken again. And with him, I knew the pain of heartbreak would be worse, for I could see myself falling hard for him. It was better to end it right now before it was too late. Plus, men like him would have thousands of women vying after him and I could not compete with that.

I first headed for the bathroom and cleaned myself up.

Once done, I came out feeling confident again.

The only relationship going to be between me and Damien Payne would be a boss-employee professional relationship. And nothing more.

Luckily for me, it was already closing time, with everyone having left already.

I would face them all tomorrow. I wrote a letter to Damien and slid it under his door. Although his office was now empty as he had left too.

After leaving the company, I started walking, heading for the subway station to go home.

I had decided to leave the million-dollar hotel suite. I wanted Damien to treat me just like he did all his employees. Not this kind of preferential treatment because we had a history.

I was also still trying to wrap my head around the fact that he was a billionaire and one of the richest people in the country.

At least I would have a story to tell my mother and Susan. That I had once slept with a billionaire and he was my first.

However, on the way, it was now getting darker and my eyes widened as I started feeling as if I was being followed.

I quickly picked up my pace, wanting to reach the subway faster which would be crowded with people, unlike the empty road I was walking in.

All because I could not yet afford to buy a car and was waiting for my first paycheck which would come in a month’s time.

Instead, out of nowhere, a clothed hand covered my nose, the fumes leaving me sleepy and falling right into my unknown attacker’s hands.

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I started regaining consciousness but only fear overwhelmed me as I stared at two burly muscled scary men who stood in front of me, giving me blank glares.

I seemed to be in some abandoned underground parking, my hands tied behind with strong rope. With tape, tapered to my mouth to prevent me from screaming or making noise.

I was scared, wondering who had kidnapped me and what for! What were they planning to do with me? I even spotted guns, on the two scary men as they stood there looking as if they were patiently waiting for someone.

Were they going to shoot and kill me? Then dump my body in some river? Worse, they could rape me too!

More horrid thoughts filled me, and I was now teary-eyed. I was not ready to die this young! My hands were now desperately fumbling behind my back, trying to untie the rope. Even if I got free, I had no idea how I would even fight through these men and escape.

But then a black limo finally arrived in the empty parking lot.

I started shaking my head more in tears, as the men moved towards me.

They roughly picked me up, removed my mouth gag, and threw me into the limo.

My eyes widened as sitting in there, was a very handsome looking man. He was dressed in an expensive Armani suit, wore shades with an air of dominance. You could tell that he was dangerous. But what struck me the most was how he had some similar features to Damien! Like when he removed his sunglasses, those similar intense sexy eyes.

“You are Aleksander? Aren't you,” I couldn't help but blurt that out first. Remembering the conversation I had with that rude hotel girl who had mentioned him. The other dangerous Payne.

“Yes, and I know all about you too, Avania the woman my younger brother seems to now be obsessed with,” Aleksander replied back, staring at me with observing eyes.

“Is that why you kidnapped me? Because of Damien?” I quickly asked, wondering where I was getting all this inner courage from. As he could just call on his scary men outside to take me away. This was some kind of mafia shit!

“Yes actually. I did it as a warning. My brother is gullible to gold diggers like you. I suggest you leave right now and go back to whatever hole you came from. I will kill you if you go after his money.” As he threatened me, I could see it in his eyes that he meant it!

He would actually have me killed!

“Look here, I am not dating your brother, and in fact, I rejected his advances today.

And just because I come from a poor background does not mean I am a gold digger. I do not give a damn about your billionaire money. You can take those dollars and shove them down your—” I paused in my annoyed reply as I saw an amused smirk appear on Aleksander’s face instead and he burst out laughing, a deep sexy laugh.

“You rejected Damien? Now that is a first as women always throw themselves at him. I wonder how he is taking the rejection,” He finally spoke, a look of mistrust no longer in his eyes.

“I guess I judged you wrong, accept my humble apology,” Aleksander added, offering me his hand.

“Okay, I guess. But just don't kidnap me again and take me home please.” I replied, keeping my hands crossed and glaring at him instead. I was still pissed for having to go through this whole scary kidnapping thing.

“Sure,” Aleksander replied with a smirk similar to the one of his brother’s while letting down his hand. At his command, the driver quickly drove, and I was left at the hotel, “And Ava, reporting this incident, will be a waste of time for I own the police too, see ya.” he had the nerve to say before his limo window closed with him leaving.

The nerve!

I could not help but think.

After entering the million dollars per night suite, I packed up all my stuff. Deciding to finally leave and go stay at a much cheaper place until I could afford a proper apartment.

“Did Mr. Payne dump you?” I glared at Anna the hotel attendee who was looking delighted as she saw me check out the following morning.

“I was never even in a relationship with him, to begin with. I am not a gold digger like you,” I snapped back and walked out.

Tired of everyone thinking I was a gold digger.

It was not a crime to have less money!

After leaving my stuff in my new cheaper hotel room, I still had the time and changed for work. I still needed my job. Even with all the troubles it was bringing me, I needed the experience and recommendations of such a prestigious big company for my future CV.