Genius Girl Chapter 13 - 13: A girl with a voice and a face of an angel

Chapter 13 - 13: A girl with a voice and a face of an angel

Evan opened the door of the room next to the Senator's room with one hand while the other was holding Daniella's wrist. He held her tightly, making sure that she won't escape.

As they entered the cold room, Evan let her wrist go. He closed the door and locked it, then his feet walked with big steps towards the couch of the room a few meters from the bed, while Daniella stayed standing next to the door.

Daniella's breathing hardened, unsure of what to do.

She could knock him off but, just like their first meeting, a part of her was telling her not to.

Slowly and with elegance, she walked closer to Evan – sitting quietly on the couch, his eyes were looking at her, lips were tightly pressed together.

Her shoulder tensed, moving closer, she could see his brown eyes, she focused on it, checking if she could see what he has in his mind but just like before, all she could see was his brown irises and pupils gradually dilating.

'Mr, Su. You gave me a week to finish my business, care to tell me why am I here?" she confidently said and stood in front of him, his face was slightly elevated to meet her eyes.

Then, he gave her a half shrugged and replied, 'I don't care about your business but, I have paid for your night so you'll have to spend the night with me,' he said those with a serious face, his lips pressed together again, eyes were ice cold.

She gave a bitter laugh, remembering that she heard a man in his office calling him darling, Daniella realized that he doesn't want her body.

(d.a.m.n it! If only, I could read his mind) she cursed inside while her hands - behind her were clenching into fists.

'What do you expect me to do for tonight?' her tone changed from cold into full of seduction, the same voice she used with the senator.

'You are an entertainer, do your job and entertain me,' his voice remained cold, and for a moment his eyes sparkled.

Daniella nervously rubbed her hands on her thighs, feeling anxious for what was going to happen.

(If I hit him, I will have a hard time explaining myself next week) she breathed, thinking that if Selena is not Kierry's daughter, she could leave Evan and pretend not to know him.

She took in another sigh to compose her body, after nibbling her lower lips, she smiled.

'Mr. Su, I have lots of talent, tell me, what do you want to see first,' saying that with seduction, her body moved to sit on the s.p.a.ce next to him.

Evan leaned his back against the couch, his leg crossed while his face dimmed as he turned at his side to face her.

His other hand reached for her hair, slowly, he undid her ponytail and used his index finger to mess her hair. He wrapped a curl around his finger, his eyes were deeply staring at his finger.

'Sing for me,' he said in a deep and husky voice, not bothering to look at her.

'What do you want me to sing?'

'Anything,'

The room became quiet, Evan waited for Daniella to sing but she was not moving.

Then, he looked at her, his eyebrows waggled, seeing her eyes changing its color from brown to green has made his body to leaned closer at her.

'Sing,' he whispered.

In the other side, Daniella gasped a little, she watched her reflection through his eyes, wondering why she could not push him away.

When she saw his lips parting and ordered her to sing, her mind worked by itself.

'Twinkle, twinkle little star, How I wonder what you are,' she finished the song, while the man in front was looking at her with amus.e.m.e.nt.

His cold expression disappeared when she started singing, soon, his lips curved a smile, and then, he chuckled.

His laugh has made her laugh, later, they found themselves laughing together.

'My brother used to sing that to me,' she suddenly shared without thinking, and the moment she realized what she had just said, her eyes welled up and smile faded from her lips.

'So, you have a brother,' Evan asked, his body moved away to give her s.p.a.ce.

Daniella shut her lips, rejecting to answer his question.

'Ms. Chen,' Evan called her out.

'Why are you here?' he curiously asked.

Daniella met his eyes, hoping for the last time to read his mind, but there was nothing except his hazel cold eyes.

'I am working.' she casually said, then, she got up and stood in front of him.

Evan was starting to get p.i.s.sed, he asked the manager how much is the entertainer's salary and the amount was almost nothing.

He wondered why he offered to pay her as Selena's babysitter but Daniella refused it.

(Why? Why did you decline the money and then work as an entertainer) as he had that thought in his mind, his eyes were looking at her.

(You are after someone here.) he said in his mind.

(Who is it?) he continued thinking.

Then, he remembered the kiss they shared at his villa, the kiss that has been bothering him for days.

(What was that?) he asked himself.

When he kissed her, there were images in his mind, blurred images, while the voice of a girl, laughing echoed in his mind.

(Was it just my imagination?)

He wanted to confirm if it's just really his imagination or not, so his hand moved, reaching for her arm.

With a bit force, he pulled her closer, causing her to fall on his lap. Then his other hand, held her chin tightly – forcing her lips to open.

He was about to kiss her when Daniella moved closer to seal their lips.

For a moment, his eyes swelled, then it slowly closed. As he felt the soft skin of her lips, images flashed in his mind, his tongue moved to part her lips, and to his surprise, she opened it and welcomed him.

They kissed with open mouth, tongue played with each other and as their kisses went deeper. His hand, holding her arm and face traveled down to her back, with full force, he ripped her dress, his warm hand caressed her back, and went up to her shoulder, to her neck and later coping her cheeks.

He kissed her like there was no tomorrow, eyes were closing as he tried to get the images right.

And there it was, the images came back. But unlike before, it was more detailed, he saw a girl sitting on the bed, her body was thin that he could send her flying with one blow.

He was losing air, he tried to move away to breathe but Daniella pinned his shoulder against the couch, not letting him go.

Then, he felt choking, his eyes opened while his hands pushed her away.

'Are you trying to kill me?' he said in between his breathing.

'I am sorry,' Daniella spoke with guilt and got up. When she left his lap, her dress fell onto the ground, leaving her with underwear.

She sighed and picked it up, her eyes avoided his, while her mind was occupied with different thoughts.

Her teeth bit her lower lips when she finds that her dress was torn in a half, it was useless for her to wear it.

She was about to reach for the blanket on the bed when Evan tossed his s.h.i.+rt to her, she looked at him and found him looking at the phone on his hand.

'Send me the bill for your dress tomorrow,' he said, his cold voice was back.

Daniella frowned, wondering how could he change his expression in just a minute.

'Room Service' a familiar voice spoke from behind the door, Daniella looked at Evan and swiftly put on his s.h.i.+rt.

Evan got up to open the door, then a man in a waiter clothing entered the room with a pushcart.

'Here's the wine you ordered Sir," the man politely said, bowing his head to avoid Evan's eyes.

'I didn't order it,'

'Well, we got a request, Sir. Would you like me to take it back?'

'No, leave it,' Evan took out some cash from his wallet and put it on the pushcart. Then, he sat back on the couch and watched Daniella as she moved closer to the waiter.

His eyes went narrowed, Daniella and the waiter were having a stare compet.i.tion.

'You can leave now,' he said, p.i.s.sed off by watching them.

The waiter left, Daniella poured the wine in the gla.s.ses and walked towards him.

When Daniella handed him the gla.s.s, the corner of his lips lifted.

'Do you think I am stupid to drink it? I noticed how you stared at the waiter, drink it first, if nothing happens to you, I will drink the rest,' he said with a smirk.

Daniella lifted her shoulder in a half shrug and, nonchalantly drunk the half of the wine.

'Here,' she said handing him the rest of the half.

Evan just stared on the gla.s.s, he could see his reflection through it.

Then, he drunk it, as the liquid pa.s.sed down his throat, his eyes were staring at her.

'I have a question, Mr. Su.'

'What?'

'How's your relations.h.i.+p with Kierry when she was still alive?' Daniella's head was tilted a little as she asked that question.

'None of your business,' he replied, putting the gla.s.s on the circular table next to the couch.

'Oh! Alright, let me rephrase that. Have you had feelings for Kierry when she was alive?'

'No.'

'No?' Daniella rose an eyebrow, her lips curved mockingly.

'I have only realized that I love her when she died,' and that was it, his answer has made her body frost.

Out of nowhere, the fire alarm buzzed around the building, cutting their conversation. When Evan stood up to check what was happening outside, Daniella ran towards the balcony and jumped without hesitation.

The stinking garbage truck caught her, soon, it moved and left the street.

Meanwhile, after Evan felt the cold wind entering the room through the open balcony, he shut the main door and leaned against it. Eyes narrowing with confusion.

Years ago, he met a girl. A girl with a voice and a face of an angel, and now, the same girl just jumped out of the balcony, he didn't bother to look, as he knows very well that the waiter from earlier was the same waiter he saw at the Senator's room.

His heart beat indifferently, he gulped hard while his mind started to blur. With his head spinning, he walked towards the bed but before he could reach it, his body fell on the ground – unconscious.