Chapter 61: Something strange about him

Victoria's POV

''Shit, shit, shit,'' I grunted and looked away, praying he would sit far from me, but unfortunately, he walked and sat on a table, few tables from mine.

''Are you okay?'' Jamal asked.

''Yes, I just saw someone I think I know.'' I murmured and restlessly looked his way, only to realize he was backing my way while his two friends were facing my direction.

''Thank goddess,'' I sighed in relief.

''You mean one of those men sitting over there?'' He asked while staring in Bernard's direction.

''Yeah, and I think we should leave, before he takes notice of me'' I murmured.

''Oops, I think that won't be needed.'' Jamal spoke up while glancing at his direction.

''Why?'' I asked, while I curiously shifted my gaze to Bernard's direction, only to meet eyes with him.

''Fuck.'' I murmured in regret. I thought he wouldn't notice me since he was backing my direction, then how did he take notice of me so quickly.

''Let's leave.'' I murmured quickly, but Jamal shook his head.

''He is already coming our way.''

''Shit.'' I grumbled and took another sip of my coffee.

I heard his footsteps towards us before he got to our table and stood in front of me while his hands were in his pocket.

''Hey.'' I greeted him awkwardly with a smile, but he flashed me a small frown before moving his gaze to Jamal, who waved his hand at him.

''I'm Jamal.'' Jamal introduced himself to Bernard, while Bernard nodded his head and moved his gaze back to me.

''For once I thought you never existed'' He muttered those words in his usual husky voice.

I chuckled softly at his words, but didn't say a word.

He flashed me a big frown and lowered his head while he leaned over to me that our faces were just an inch apart.

''I hate it when ladies who desire me play hard to get, it's really stressful, and I don't like it.'' He muttered those words while his dark brown eyes were fixed on mine, which made me uncomfortable, but not in a good way.

''I'll wait for you in the car.'' Jamal spoke quickly and stood on his feet, but I did not bother to look his way because my eyes were fixed on Bernard's eyes. There was something strange about his eyes, but I just can't place it.

Quickly, I moved my gaze away from him and looked elsewhere.

I noticed he took in a deep breath and stood upright before dipping his hand in his pocket.

''This is my card, I'll need you to call me later in the day.'' He muttered those words as an order and stretched out his hand to me with the card in his hand, but I shook my head and said. ''I can't take it.'' I spoke firmly.

He stared at me with confused eyebrows before speaking up.

''Why?'' He asked in an annoyed tone.

''Because I'm not gonna give you a call.'' I replied quickly without thinking about it.

I heard him groan softly before he kept the card on the table.

''Call me, or I'll find you myself, and you don't know what I might do to you.'' He muttered those words as a threat, which angered me more. How can a human make such threats to me.

''Listen, I don't know who you are or what you think you are, I don't know the impression I might have given to you, and I do apologize for that, I'm not the kind of girl you want. I hope you understand this and stay away from me.'' I stood on my feet and tried walking away, but he held my left wrist with his cold, freezing hand.

''I know what I want, and you are what I want.''' He muttered those words in an angry tone, picked up the card from the table and forced it into my hand.

''Don't keep me waiting.'' He moved to my right cheek and planted a soft kiss before letting go of my wrist.

I felt stunned by his actions and couldn't move an inch, neither could I say a word, his mere presence speaks power and authority which intimidates me.

Quickly, I turned around and walked out of the coffee shop through the exit door.

I sighed in relief the moment I got out of the coffee shop and stared at the card in my hand, and without thinking of reading through it, I tore the card into pieces and threw it in the waste bin before I walked towards the car.

I got in and Jamal flashed me a big mischievous smile, which I ignored and looked away.

''So is he your boyfriend.'' Jamal asked.

''No.'' I scoffed and eyed him.

''Well, he is indeed hot and intimidating. Are you sure he isn't one of us?'' Jamal asked.

''No, his hands are not warm like werewolves, and he doesn't have the aura around him.'' I responded.

Jamal shrugged his shoulders and thought for a while before he spoke up. ''Do you like him?'' He asked with a mischievous smirk.

''No.'' I replied quickly. Without a second thought, I knew there was a connection between us, a connection I couldn't explain, but I know it has nothing to do with Love.

''What a pity, he really likes you a lot,'' Jamal murmured and moved his attention to his phone.

I relaxed on the seat and tried to focus my concentration on something else, but then I noticed the car came to a halt.

''Is there a problem?'' Jamal asked the driver.

''We need to turn around and stay somewhere for a while.'' He replied.

''Why?'' I asked

''Lady Laura doesn't want us home.'' He said those words and reversed the car.

I stared at Jamal and noticed he wasn't bothered about it, but rather he went back to his phone.

''Why would she not want us home.''? I asked worriedly, but Jamal shrugged his shoulders and said. ''They are guests in the mansion she doesn't want you to meet, and probably those guests might be vampires.''