Fleeing the Nightmarish Father novel Chapter 12

After he left, a few weeks passed with no sign of him again. I knew he wouldn't leave my trails easily. He was not that type of man.

I was having a feeling the next time we will meet, I won’t have another choice but to marry him.

‘What he wanted to gain from it? It couldn’t be all revenge, was it? Why did he want me? All this sham? Ugh, why am I thinking about him!?’

I failed to shift my mind from his proposal. For a moment, I also thought about it- What could possibly go wrong?

‘No, no, no, stop thinking like this, Saafia.’

The next week, I went to work a little late and saw everyone was working furiously. My mouth gaped, blinking to perceive what I missed in thirty minutes.

“What the hell is happening?” I whispered, grabbing my friend, Anne’s arm.

“Did you hear? Boss is selling the company. We will work under a third party now. You missed his speech. I saved you by telling him you went to the bathroom.” She whispered back.

“What? Why?”

That was unforeseen. Things were going exceptionally great for us. Selling company was totally unexpected.

“I have no idea. He came out of the blue and announced. Though it won’t affect our work, he says. I have no idea what caused him to do it. Probably profit.” She explained.

“Hmm. I guess we are growing. So, who bought the company? Who is going to be the boss of our boss?” I asked nonchalantly, reaching my desk only to find a file filled with too much work for me to do.

“You won’t believe it, the business tycoon, Dariel Cannedy!”

“Huh?”

This has to be a joke.

A quiver surged through my skin as I was frozen in horror to hear. Immediately understanding the reasoning behind these sudden actions.

“Pardon?” I asked in pure appall.

Okay, now he was going too far with his demand.

“Dariel Cannedy! He will come next week after we are done with the new changes. We are going to become robots now.” She sighed in frustration.

We all knew how he was at work. High wages and extreme work. He ensured if he was paying higher than other companies, he would make you work double.

From directors to janitors- everyone.

“I wonder what that man saw in the insurance company. He owns a variety of businesses anyways.”

Anne continued as I stood with heavy breaths and slightly dizziness, turning my hands blood cold.

“Next week?” I asked, gulping hard, making a frightened face.

“Too early, isn’t it? He should have given us a month but because of his order, we have to overwork this week. We all know he is a workaholic.” She hummed, leaning on the table.

“Your ex also works in his company, right? He must be one hell of a boss. Is he as dangerous as they say?”

‘He is.’

Due to my lack of reaction, Anne snapped her fingers to bring me to my reality.

“Saafia? Where are you lost? We have a lot of work to do.”

“Let’s get back to work.” I spoke instantly, getting the file to focus on work but from inside my stomach curling into a tense feeling.

A strange numbness began to steal my strength and I was worried where this might lead. He had sworn that he won’t stop.

Judging his sore focus on work and ethics, I doubt he would bring the topic of his proposal here.

“Here are the files, Sir. I have put them in order.” I spoke coldly, placing them. As far as I heard from Jared, I had no intentions of losing my job by enraging him.

But, I won’t sit quietly too.

He didn’t react as I stood on the other side of the desk, folding my arms at my chest. He was engrossed in work, checking things and reports with focus.

When he was focused, his features were enhanced and made them strict yet arresting. He noticed I was not leaving and arched an eyebrow handsomely.

“Hmm? Why are you still here?”

“Why are you doing this?” I asked sternly.

“I believe you are aware of the fact I don't fancy interruptions during work.” He replied in the same tone.

“We both know why you are doing this. Stop acting.” I added, inclining my hands on the table which caused him to stop.

Lifting his mysterious eyes, he locked them with mine with an energy that sent a shiver down my spine.

“Really?” He asked seductively.

My heart skipped a beat when his lips curled into a devilish smirk. Clearly using his overwhelming power.

“Don’t.” I whispered, rolling my tongue over my lips, becoming nervous slightly.

Resting his elbow on the table and leaning forward to look dead into my soul with his one demand.

“Then marry me. Don’t make me do this.”