THE HIDDEN SECRETS[✔]

Chapter 4

The nerve of him...

I ran after him like an ostrich and yanked his shoulder, the effect made him meet my furious brown eyes which filled more rage than him but the yellow mints around his pupils shown more authority than mine which made me retreat my hand instantly as how fast my hand got his shoulder.

"Listen, Mr. Walking Stick!" I took a few steps back just to maintain a safe distance from him. What if he loses his temper and bites me? Oh God! I don't have any lotion for human bites, rather no science has invented any kind of medicines for that.

"I was more way polite to you in the morning even you behaved like a naughty kid who caught red-handed in his mom's room trying her every dress over and over and didn't bother to apologize. Okay! I forgive for that, but what you did in front of my friend is quite absurd."

My breath hitched when I finished the sentence and I realized I had been telling him my own story when my mom had caught me in her room trying her latest... Opps!! I won't tell. Guess whatever you want but it was more than your imagination.

"What did you say?" He asked holding some kind of mocks in his tone bending forward to meet my eyes. Though his comments made my cheeks flush like a tomato, I threw him a murderous glare but he was so busy to stare my behind.

I turned my head and followed his gaze where he was looking but spotted on a plain white wall, nothing interesting!!

"Mr. Walking-" where did he go?

"Arggh!!" I groaned and marched towards the only room I found in the hallway and there he is reading some sort of Novel leaning on the chair comfortably. His long legs placed above the wooden table, beside i saw a coffee with the snacks bowl.

Wait!! Have I just seen a snack there? We haven't had anything for the breakfast but he is enjoying his second break not bothering to ask 'did you have your breakfast?' What kind of gentleman does this? Of course, he does. He is not a gentleman.

"Why are you staring me like you are going to eat me alive." His deep angry voice broke my little debate inside my brain and made me avert my eyes from his table, especially the snacks.

I didn't get the chance to look at what was inside the bowl but it looks like potato chips and he is so lucky because I'm not in the mood to eat any potato other than him.

"Sorry, Mr. I'm not the monster who eats people for breakfast." I rolled my eyes and entered his room but it seemed I was stuck here, there is no chair other than the one he is sitting. And to say the room would barely fit for two people, I don't know how he is breathing. Totally I've trapped between the four white walls with this monkey, no..no..no..not a monkey, a gorilla. 

"I have no time for your bullshit! The place is not ready yet and your workers are slower than the turtle. Could you please tell them to make the arrangements fast before the sunset." I asked and waited for his reply.

But who I'm kidding, this walking stick poked his nose inside the book didn't bother to give me a spare glance. What is he reading? Curiosity took the best out of me and before I could realize the book is in my hand.

I read the two random lines even before the book slipped out of my hand and no, he didn't snatch the book, it just slipped.

I looked between him and the book not knowing what to say. Should I act normally like I didn't catch him red-handed or should I laugh with my butt off. What if he bites me when I was laughing and rolling off on the floor.

A dark chuckle decided to escapes from my mouth and I haven't thought it would bring trouble to me until he shoved me against the wall pinning my both hands above my head, looking furiously as ever but have I seen clear that his eyes color changed from black to grey?