A Night with Gideon novel Chapter 9

“Sir!”

“Don’t be stubborn!” he hissed and deposited her at the passenger seat of the car.

He was about to open his mouth again when the Jew’s door suddenly closed on him. He followed him with his gaze as he jogged towards the other side of the car.

He placed himself in the driver’s seat and started the engine of the car. He returned to the gate of the compound and quickly drove the car out.

His eyes widened when he saw some of his batch mates looking at the car. They probably also saw what happened earlier. He will not be surprised if he is full of gossip the next day.

It’s only three in the afternoon so there aren’t many cars on the road yet. Gideon was driving the car more than its maximum speed. It looks like it’s chasing something. He also noticed how tightly he gripped the steering wheel of the car, causing the veins in his hand to come out. It looked like anger that he couldn’t understand. Why is it angry, then?

I don’t know, this man is a mess! The face is always emotionless, and the presence is intimidating. With his bulky muscled body, she was sure that he could move whoever the sh*t tried to mess with him using his only one hand. Couldn’t he carry her with just one hand and throw her on the bed? Just like the night… ‘Oh, sh*t!’ he exclaimed in his mind as his memories flashed of their tight scenes in episode

“Quit staring and move your seductive innocent eyes to your feet,” he said earnestly even though he wasn’t looking at her. He quickly shifted his gaze to his foot. His cheeks warmed at what he heard from her mouth. What? Are her eyes seductive? Wait, why is he excited? 3 He pulled over in one of the stores. This is the only thing that came down while he stayed in the car. He couldn’t help but watch it while walking into the establishment. He has always had this aura like he owned everything. Like he owned the place. Arrogant, brave, something to be proud of! When he returned to the car, he was carrying a plastic bag that he did not know what was inside. She was shocked when he took her foot without warning. “Sir! ” he exclaimed without hesitation as he placed it on her thigh. She flinched and was about to move her feet away when he glared at her and held her feet.

“Just stay,” he said with emphasis in his tone. 2 “It’s just me,” he said quickly when he took out the cold compress from the plastic. He didn’t pay attention to her, instead, he took off his shoes without heels and applied the cold compress to the junction of his leg and foot. 2 “Is this where it hurts?” he asked in a bossy tone but there is an endearing at the end of it. He nodded and winced again when he moved his foot. She shook even more when he turned it around and massaged it.

“Give me. Just at home.”

He snatched the cold compress from her and looked down shyly. “You are not allowed to be absent tomorrow. You should take your flight.”