I was pulled down to him.
Just as I landed over his lap, his arm locked around my waist.
"You shouldn't be pissing me off like this", I looked at him to find his furious yet controlled eyes.
He is not the one the hold his anger. I'm sure giving him a hard time.
"You remember when I said that I don't want to hurt you?",he said "I meant it Ashy. Don't make me hurt you", his voice was calm and highly controlled whole time.
"Understood?", he asked dead cold that gave me goosebumps.
And I knew that I had to answer this.
I nodded.
He released me.
I quickly got off him. My first thought was to run off but seriously.
Where was I to run off?
This whole Mansion belonged to him. Thousands of his men were living in this Mansion.
I wouldn't even make it through this floor.
So rather I silently sat on the chair besides him with my head down staring at my hands over my lap.
He reached for my hand and squeezed it.
"Give me some time Ashy. I would make it to you. I've been dealing with a lot lately",he said.
I looked up at him confused.
He looked less scary.
He sighed raking his other hand through his hair.
"You know the whole world thought that I was dead. I've sort to out that mess"