TAMING MR JERKFACE: Own By An Overbearing CEO

Writer's POV

7:46pm... Andre's mansion....!

I entered the living room.. it's dark everywhere.

My hands search the wall and locate the switch... I flicked the light on and was shocked to find Andre sitting in the living.

I take slow steps towards him... he throws some papers on the table.

"Andre...." I trail off not knowing what to say.

I mean.. he's looking so angry right now and I don't know where I have offended him this time.

"Angel, is there something you wanna tell me?"

What?! He sounded so serious, which makes me wonder what happened... could it be he found out about my past?

Or did he find out I went to check on Lucas behind his back?

Bitting my lower lip, I played with my fingers nervously... my heart racing in fear.

I stare at him cluelessly... I noticed his gaze fixed on the papers.

I reach for the papers and glance through it... it's a record? A call history?

All the calls I received and all the messages I received... are all recorded here.

I found myself breathing in relieve... but my eyes grow wide when I registered what I just said.

Calls and messages received? By me?! What is he doing with this? And how the heck did he get it?!

My eyes zeroed on the last text recorded here.

*I have informations about your birth mother... see me tomorrow at ELSA... 4pm!*

I squeezed the paper and grit my teeth... I was hoping I'd keep this from him but I guess that's not possible now.

I'll have to tell him everything he needs to know today!

"Angel, are you hiding something from me?" He asked again.

Why do I feel like he's asking about the text.

"Is there something you're not telling me?" His voice extremely calm this time.

I inhale deeply.

"Andre, it's kinda late, can we talk about this tomorrow?"

"No! We must talk about it tonight!" His adamant tone made it clear that he needs answers right now.

"Alright, can we talk about this in our room?"

"We can talk about it here"

I shake my head.

"No, Andre... I'm ready to tell everything about me but not in the living room"

"Why? We can discuss anywhere in this mansion.. this is our home"

"We can't.. any of the maids might walk in and hear us... I don't want people gossiping about me behind my back"

He stays silent and thinks about it... his straight face still on.

"Besides, it's so late and I'm tired... I need to take my bath first and change into something comfortable!" I explained.

I know my explanation is not reasonable... but I'm just trying to stall, to give myself a little time to get ready.

You know.. opening up and telling someone about your deepest secret takes a lot of courage.

"Fine! I'll let you take your bath first.. but after that, you're telling me the truth, nothing but the truth!"

I nod quickly. "I promise!"

He eyes me pointedly.

"Come on, I'll go get the water running!" He said.

He got up and gives me his arm... I took it and we head upstairs to our room.

I just pray he doesn't hate me after knowing the truth.

*********

Yawning tiredly, I step out of the bathroom and walk towards our bed... my step falters when I met Andre on the bed.

Already freshened up and dressed in his pj's.. I guess he took his bath in one of the guests rooms.

He taps the space next to him and I reluctantly climbs the bed and sat next to him.. he folds his arms across his chest and rests his back against the headboard.

I closed my eyes and exhale slowly... I don't know where to start.

No mores lies, Debby... No more hiding away... No more secrets. I encourage myself.

"Angel, tell me, what is that text all about?"

I open my eyes. "I don't know, I just received it in the morning but I was thinking of meeting up with whomever sent it tomorrow morning!" I replied.

He keeps quiet but nods thoughtfully.

"Why do I feel like you're hiding a lot of things from me..?" He takes my hands in his and draws invisible lines. "Angel, you once told me you didn't feel sad when your dad died... why?"

I tensed... I wasn't expecting he's gonna ask me directly. I tried to withdraw my hands from him but he didn't let... he ld them tightly and forced me to look in his eyes. "Don't run away, answer me!"

I shake my head... I thought I was bold enough to tell him everything.. to tell him the truth, but I overestimated myself.

I wasn't ready at all.

"Please, Angel, tell me.. I want to know!"

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"You'll hate me!"

"No, I won't... I promise!"

I look in his eyes and saw how sincere he is... I didn't know when I blurt out the words.

"I killed my father!" I closed my eyes as the words continuously ring in my ear.

His grip in my hands tightens... and he didn't say a word.

I knew it! I knew he's gonna hate me! Nobody wants a killer! Nobody wants to be related to a killer!

"How? What happened?"

His question made my eyes snapped open.. this wasn't the reaction I was expecting.

He's the first person that doesn't flinch away after hearing I killed my father... He's the first person that wanted to know what actually happened after hearing I killed my father.

Even Lucas's reaction was just like the others.. he ran away after finding out I killed my father.. it took days for him to finally calm down.

Andre wipes my eyes with a small frown.

"Why are you crying?"

Am I crying?

"Are you ok? It's fine if you don't wanna say it!"

How much does this guy loves me? Is he a fool?

"Ok, you don't have to tell me.. I don't wanna know.. ok?"

I throw my arms around him and hug him very tightly to myself... First he was confused.. but quickly hugs me back.

"I'll tell you!"

I don't know if he'll still not hate me after knowing what happened but I must tell him.

"A-are you sure?" He asked.

I nod... I pulled away from the hug and clears my throat.

He looks at me unsure.. but I passed him a weak smile and look away from him.

"After my mom left, my dad was good to me for a little while..." I smiled as those happy days flashed through my mind.

"... he tried his best to balance his work and taking care of me..."

My smile falters.

".... Dad did it for ten years or so, until he couldn't anymore... he started getting tired... he'd come home everyday looking so tired and worn out... but he didn't have a choice, he still has to take care of him" I feel tears drop from my eyes.

"People began to mock him.. that he wasn't good to his wife.. that he was too poor that why my mom left us. But he doesn't listen to them.. he'd pretend like he doesn't hear whatever they're talking about... he'd pretend like what they're saying wasn't affecting him.... to keep himself calm, he'd started taking little bits of alcohol.. until he got addicted and began taking it constantly"

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I paused when I remembered how my dad used to get so wasted and lay on the floor with empty bottles of different alcohol around him.

"But we were still fine.. he still managed to keep his job and provide for me... and I loved him for that, but I started hating him when he started thinking I am his wife... my Mom"

My lips quiver slightly.

"Angel...."

I didn't let Andre interrupt me, I continued.

"After coming home drunk, he'd pressed me against the wall trying to ki.. kiss me.. calling me my mom's name... when I tried to tell him I'm not her, he'd get violent and hit me... I couldn't take it any longer, that day he came at me.. I.. I.. I...." Andre hugs me and pats me on the back gently.

"You don't have to say it, Angel"

But I must say it.. I must tell him how I killed my father.

"I slicing an apple when he approached me... he tore my dressed and wanted to grab my boobs... I stabbed him randomly, I didn't know the knife would end up in his neck... and hit a dangerous spot... He fell down and bleed to death... I was too scared to move, so I didn't take him to the hospital in time...."

"Shhh... that's ok... "

"No! It's not ok.. I killed my father! I'm a killer!" I cried in his chest. "No, Angel...."

I scoffed.

"Angel?! I'm no angel... I'm the devil, I killed my father... I'm a killer....."

He placed his finger on my lips and frown... He shakes his head.

"You're not a killer... what happened was just self defense, you were trying to protect yourself" he consoles me.

"You're lying.. you must hate me......"

He cuts me off with a peck and I frown.

"I don't hate you... In fact, my love for you just increased by hundred folds" he smiles.

I stared at him with a little frown... How much this guy loves me? Is he a fool?

"Yes.. I'm a fool for you love!"

Wait... did I say that out loud?

"Yes.. you did!"

I need to stop thinking. A yawn escapes my mouth... Andre chuckles lightly.

"Angel, forget about the past... you have me now, I'll be here for you all my life.. just trust me and tell me anything"

I nod... Andre's love for is too great.

"Let's go to bed.. I can see you're pretty tired" he suggested.

I nod and we both lay down... My head resting on Andre's chest, that's how we fell asleep without us knowing.