Chapter 181 Why will I want you dead

Chapter 181 Why will I want you dead
Vanessa's POV
His eyes searched mine attempting to find answers and I was done for it.
"I..."
"Are you a hired assassin? Did Harry or Alvin send you?"
"No!"
"Oh you want to be the emperor yourself!"
His questions came pumping fast in my head and I pushed him away.
He was infuriating me. My claws were growing out of my fingers.
"Why would i want you dead? When there are a lot of your foes who wants to eliminate you? You had better stick to tracing them!" I snarled breathing so hard.
The orange ring in my eyes appeared and I was hollering at him, my furs pops out as my skin shrinks.
Somehow, I wasn't taking control of myself anymore.
He glanced at my arm and exhaled softly.
"A little bit of anger would heal you up" he unexpectedly said and I stopped my transformation process.
A knock on the door interrupted us. It was a maid who responded.
Mave was so proud of me as he moves back.
She farrows her brows at him.
"He should have waited for the transformation" she tells me and I wore a proud look.
"Take good care of her" he commands and they gave a bow. These maids were holding ointments in a royal tray and prepared the tub for me to bath in.
As for me, the conversation I had earlier with my groom got me worked up.
These two women took me to the washroom.
They undress me and I was completed nude before them.
My eyes scruntized it, the fragrance and petals spread in the water.
The night candles incest burnt. I enter the tub, diving my body in the pool of water.
The first maid untie the injury on my arm and shockingly, I realized I was healed!
How did that happen?
She seems surprised too but didn't say anything.
"They must have mistook his blood for yours" the second suggested. She was a middle aged woman and acts friendly.
Her name was Thelma and the way she smiled at me was suspicious.
I woke up with a spitting headache, having little idea of what transpired last night but I was sure I met a handsome devil who made mincemeat out of me.
The florescent lights from the window hits my face, and I squint my eyes, letting a yawn and giggling childishly to myself, kicking my feet in the air.
Then something nice and cozy hits my nose. It was coffee, rolling over the bed, I found a tray holding a mug of coffee and hamburger with a note pasted on it.
I rose from the bed and snatched the note to read.
"Hey pretty, when you wake up, I might be gone but just know you're special and brave to open up, and I never regretted my night with you, do have a lovely day"
My cheeks flushes red that I bursted into laughter, feeling so loved and accomplished.
That's because he left his business card and he works in my dream company.
I felt a strand of tears dropped from my eyes. I should stop acting this way, I was still recovering from the grief Rylan caused me.
I saved his contact with hope of calling him when I've arrived home for a therapy session.
He was so romantic and yet claims not to be good at relationship.
Shit! I've got to go.
I quickly grabbed the hamburger and then got dressed, not minding to take a bath or search for him.
It was a mistake but I'd come back to talk him into becoming my gigolo. He was so hot last night.
I drove to the family house, it's been 5 years away and returning here brings in old, bitter memories.
She was the first my eyes fell on, still had her old gig of looking forever young and I look quite older than her.
I never had time for myself, it was work and all to impress someone that doesn't care.
She spread her arms and ran to embrace me.
"Oh my baby girl" she whispers and I swallowed hard holding back my tears.
"I'm so sorry" she cried kissing me on the cheeks and I buried my face on her soldier.
I guess I met another great person to remind me I was not alone. She refrain from my embrace teasing me and then locked her fingers with mine while directing me inside.
I guess it was us three.
Speaking of which, I was expecting to see my stepdad, whom I doubt i'd like.
I also intend to break last night experience to her, I guess I was becoming a bitch not the nerd I used to be.
I felt my head would burst as she starts her tale of a man who seems to be hiding from me.
I poured myself some wine, anticipating and my patience was running out. This was the first flaw I was seeing in him.
I picked my phone to text the stranger of yesterday that I'd like to see him tonight.
Almost immediately, I heard footsteps stomping from downstairs. Mom's face flushes red and she was shy.
So weird seeing middle age people fall in love. I felt like throwing up at her expression.
His fragrance hits my nose, it was familiar and I saw his head bent slightly, taking a glimpse of his wristwatch.
I smirked darting my gaze to the phone, to see a reply. I didn't get to know his name.
I rubbed my forehead, dropped my phone and annoyingly slurp the drink, tired of seeing his shadow. At last, I saw him and he took me unnoticed.
My hands trembles as my breath ceased.
The glass from my hand fell off and shattered. Mom shuddered as she rushes to where I sat.
"Are you hurt?" Her voice asked but I was speechless, staring at this man whose eyes peered into mine.
His lips suspended a sided smile as he tugged his hands into his pant pocket and then straighten his back.
It's the stranger from last night!
I was glued to a spot as I shook my head to see clearly if perhaps it was my delusion.