The Billionaire Hit Woman

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I toss and turn in bed, wrapping my hands round my stomach, not knowing for how long I can take this. My stomach rumble loudly again, increasing the agony I’m in right now. I’m so hungry I feel I’m going to die. It’s ten p. m. and I still haven’t had my breakfast, talk less of lunch and dinner. Nick had brought me some pancakes in the morning but I had refused to come out and he had taken it back to the kitchen.

Why didn’t he just leave it at the doorstep? What a jerk!

He also brought me lunch, which he had ordered and I also refused that, just because I didn’t want to see his face. Now, here I am, hungry and tired with no way to survive this torture. After about thirty minutes, I decide to sneak out, since, after all, he’s going to work tomorrow, and he’ll probably be asleep now.

I creep out of bed, tiptoeing to the door. I open it slightly and slowly so it won’t make much noise. Luckily for me, it isn’t like those doors at my house that are always creaking whenever you open them so I manage to make it out of my room without making noise. I look around for a while to make sure he isn’t awake, and then start to tiptoe down the stairs, looking behind me to make sure he doesn’t just appear out of the blue and frighten me. I probably look like a thief robbing a house right now

I merge with the darkness, pretending to be a ninja as I enter the kitchen and walk towards the fridge, heaving a sigh of relief that I had made it. I am just finishing grabbing a bag of chips, some snacks, a soda and a bottle of wine from the fridge when the lights come on, and I turn sharply to see Nicholas standing at the entrance of the kitchen, looking at me in surprise, with a glass of water in his hands.

“H-hey!” I stutter nervously, wanting to be anywhere but here, as I wonder why he isn’t asleep.

“Hey!” He says as well, as an awkward silence fill the kitchen, as I stand in front of the fridge and he, by the kitchen’s entrance.

“I…” We both say simultaneously, and keep silent again, the tension in the air thickening. I decide to be brave and make my way towards the entrance where he’s standing.

“Wait.” He says when I’m standing in front of him. I wait not wanting him to have to make me stop, anything can happen if that happens. “I’m so sorry for what I did-” He starts, and I can see the guilt in his eyes so I immediately cut in.

“Look, you don’t have to apologize, I also kissed you so it’s a mistake on both our part and it won’t happen again. You don’t have to feel guilty about anything. We’re cool, and I’m also sorry for not answering you when you came to check up on me today, and give me food, I was just… confused.” I say.

“You don’t get it, t’s not just about the kiss. I thought you loved me as well, I really did, and…” He brushes his hand through his hair, “…and I just want to hear it from your mouth.”

“Hear what?” I ask, not liking where this is headed.

“I want to hear directly from your mouth if you love me or not? I want to know if you truly believe our kiss was a mistake.” He says, staring directly into my eyes, making me gulp.

“Nick…” I trail off, not knowing what to say.

“I just want you to tell me how you feel about me Cassandra, I promise I won’t bother you afterwards.’ He says, making my heart race.

“I-I’m sorry Nick, but I really don’t love you. I appreciate all what you’re doing for me but I don’t love you. I’m sorry, and I do think our kiss was a big mistake that shouldn’t happen again. I only consider you a very good friend and my benefactor, nothing else.” I say, and my hear breaks at the hurt that is on his face.

He gives me a sad smile and moves out of the way for me to pass. “Thank you for clarifying that. Goodnight.” He walks to the counter and drops his glass of water on it before walking to his room, with a very hurt look on his face. I’m so sorry.

I walk to my room with heavy steps, the fact that I had just broken Nick’s heart with a lie weighing me down. Although I wasn’t sure how I felt about him, I still did not consider the kiss we shared a mistake, it was magical to me and I enjoyed every moment of it, but I couldn’t tell him that. It’d give him hope and give me hope as well which isn’t something that had really worked out over the years.

I drop all what I had taken from the fridge on my bed and plopped down next to them, not knowing what to think or do. I really needed someone to talk to. I start to feast on the snacks and drinks I had taken, forgetting about my problems momentarily, as I let out a loud belch of satisfaction. Very unladylike Cassandra… Who cares about being ladylike?

I smile to myself, clearing my bed as I throw all the rubbish into the dustbin before laying my bed properly. I close my eyes to sleep and all I can see is Nicholas and I in the kitchen, kissing heatedly. I smile, not trying to stop my thoughts as I recalled the way his body felt, pressed into mine, and the way he made my skin hot with one touch, and the way he kept pulling me closer to him as if he just couldn’t get enough of me. I bit down on my lips, as I felt myself getting hot and wet.

I immediately open my eyes, sit up in bed and then drop my head to the pillow, mentally slapping myself. I just broke his heart and here I am, thinking about kissing him, I don’t even think I’ll be able to face him tomorrow. Urgh! I need help. I need to see and talk to someone and I know just the person.