Chapter 22: I'm all yours

Angela sat in the car, facing away from Max, her arms crossed. She didn’t utter a single word after they got out of the orphanage. It was her time to throw tantrums, she had enough of his paranoid questions. This behavior of hers is bothering Max like a splinter struck on his hand. She’s still mad at me……he grimaced inwardly.

“Angela…… Angel? Are you still mad at me? C’mon Angel, I told you I’m sorry….. I swear this won’t happen again” he tried his level best to coax her but all his pleas fell into deaf ears as she didn’t even spare a glance at his direction. No one could’ve imagined that Maxwell Harrison, the youngest and the most powerful CEO of US is begging for forgiveness from a girl and even got rejected after that. Only you angel, only you…. He sighed.

“I’m ready to do anything you want, just talk to me Angel….. please” he pleaded once again, restraining himself from tugging her close to his heart right away and kiss her breathless till she forgets about her anger.

Angela turns her head slightly. “Anything?” she demands, finally the CEO is talking business of her interest.

“You just have to say a word” his eyes shone with a ray of hope.

She can’t help but smirk slightly at this, it’s almost impossible to maintain her cold charade in front of him. “well then Mr. Harrison, you have to leave your identity as a CEO right now and spent your entire day with me doing whatever I want, as a commoner.” She shots him a now-take-this look.

I won’t even call it a punishment, instead she is offering me the most desirable thing I can wish, Max rejoices silently but pulls on a serious face just to show her. “Hmm, that’s hard……but anything for you Angel”

She rolled her eyes at this. Such a charmer!

Angela was about to flip her hair in victory but she almost dropped her jaw when she saw Max undressing himself. She ogled him shamelessly even though she didn’t want to him. He removes his coat, slowly taking his own sweet time, giving her a good show of striptease and then loosened his tie. His fingers treacherously move to pop up the upper two buttons of his shirt, revealing some of his creamy hairless chest.

Oh my god. Angela gulped. “Wh_ what on earth are you doing?” she asks when she wanted to say “rip apart your shirt already”. It’s not that she minds his drool worthy abs but they got a company in the car.

Max inches closer to her face, enjoying her nervousness to the fullest. “Now, I can’t go out wearing Armani, if I want to disguise as a commoner, don’t you think?” his hot breath fans her face as he looks at her quivering lips intensely. Sex appeal to its fullest!!

“Huh? Yeah?” she was still in trance.

He suddenly withdraws, to her disappointment. “Stop the car, right now” he orders his driver. They both get out of the car and Max bends to give instructions his driver. “Go back to my mansion after this and tell all the bodyguards to withdraw from here. I don’t want to see any body guard lingering within one-kilometre range and don’t tell Adam about my whereabouts, no matter what.”

“But sir, Mr. Adam has told us not to leave you unprotected under any circumstances.” He hesitates.

“Who is your Boss? Adam or Me?” Max speaks in stern voice.

“Of course, you sir”

“Then do as I say. Don’t worry, I’ll handle Adam when we’ll return” the driver gives him a curt nod and drives away from there.

Angela stretches her body, feeling liberated after long time as Max calls Brian to tell him to take over the official matters for the time being. After he finished his call, an amused expression made its way through his face when he found Angela looking intently at him.

“What?” he chuckles.

She slowly approached near him. She tip-toed to reach his height, taking him by surprise. Max anticipated a kiss but he smiles in confusion when she ruffles his hair to mess them completely.

“What are you__” he tried to question but she shushed him and folds his sleeves up to his biceps.

“There you go, now you look like a complete rowdy…. Just like I wanted” she grins, taking a look at her creation.

“Oh, I didn’t know you were into this kind of stuff” he wiggles his eyebrows, teasing her.

“There’s a lot you don’t know about me, Max” she suddenly pecks his nose and runs away from there giggling.

It takes a good minute for Max to recover from the shock. He chuckles and jogs ahead to catch up to her.

“So where to Ma’am? This street thug is all yours, just order” he offers her his arm.

“Don’t worry, I’ve the full day planned ahead” she grins ear to ear, taking his arm.

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“No, no, hell no…..you can’t possibly be thinking of going there, are you?” Max’s eyes widen as he stares blankly at the restaurant Angela took him to.

“On the contrary, I’m dead serious. Let’s go inside, don’t be such a cry-baby” she pinched his cheek and dragged him inside along with her.

“welcome! What would you like to order, sir and ma’am?” the host of the restaurant asked with a broad smile plastered across his face.

“Oh, this gentleman here wants to accept your spiciest hotpot challenge” she chimed, shoving Max in front of the host.

“Goodness gracious! Listen up Folks, this gentleman here is accepting our spiciest hotpot challenge” everyone cheered in unison whereas Max sulked in despair. Very few are able to win this challenge, this restaurant is famous all over the city for its spiciest hotpot.

The waiter brought the hotpot to Max’s table whereas every other people in the restaurant gather around to watch the challenge. Max’s eyes were about to pop about from their sockets. “Damn Angela, its huge” he curses.

Angela giggled again, patting his strong arms “That’s the fun part baby”

Before Max can retort, the host announced the start of the challenge and everybody hoots in excitement.

Max brought a spoonful of the curry to his lips, hesitatingly and gulps it down his throat. “Fuck!!!” he cursed as the hot pepper burns his taste buds down along with his lips.

At midst of all the shouting and hooting, Angela rubs his back, comforting him “I know you can do it baby” she whispers.

Tears started to form in his eyes because of the spiciness and his heart drops down when he realizes that he hadn’t even finished the half of it. I hope I’d be able to survive till it finishes. He sympathises himself.

After shoving the hotpot inside his mouth for half an hour, Max finally manages to almost finish the challenge.

“Just two more spoons to go” everyone cheers along with Angela.

“And___ there we go… Mr. Richard Hudson has successfully completed our spiciest hotpot challenge, the host declares when Max finally eats the last spoon of his gigantic meal. All the people clap and come around to congratulate him whereas Angela practically jumped out from her seat squealing like a little girl.

Max forgot about the pain burning his throat, as he glanced at the cheerful face of Angela. Damn, it was worth it.

The host posted Max and Angela’s group photo along with Max’s disguised name in the achiever’s wall and congratulated him for the last time. After that, they come out of the restaurant but Max didn’t stop blowing his mouth.

“Are you happy now? It hurts so damn much, you know?” he frowns in pain.

Angela now really became worried for him. Oh no, how selfish of me…. I didn’t even think about his pain. She cups his face anxiously. “tell me what can I do to lessen your pain?”

The sincerity and intense passion in her eyes, made him to loosen all his control. He grabs her hand and takes her inside an abandoned alley.

A/N- Hey guys, I’m writing a new supernatural romance story “he is sin”. I’m sure you’ll love it if you’re a fan of the vampire diaries or Lucifer. You can read it for free on my wattpad account @MissScintilla. I hope you all guys are doing fine.

Stay safe 😊