His Ex Wife novel Chapter 6

Kia's Pov

8 missed called from 'private number'

8 missed calls?! I gasped when i saw that, not only because i wasn't used to receiving missed calls from private numbers but also because i feared it was Scott or worse, it could be Aana...I slumped into my bed with despair, why had i told him that it was me? I could keep using a secret identity, Kia's identity to get a revenge but no! I always have to screw things and worsen my situation..

My cell started ringing.

I glanced down at my phone,

'Private number calling'.

In a lapse of a few seconds, i hesitantly answered the call,

"hello?"

My heart was beating erratically in my chest radiating terror through my veins. I was almost certain that i would hear Scott on the other side, and no matter how much i could deny, i felt fearful but still ecstatic somewhere deep within myself about the fact that he would care to call and ask.

"Hello there," said a cheerful, but husky masculine voice in a seductive British accent.

Peculiarly enough, a wave of relief mixed with disappointment washed over me. Deciding not to show it, i continued, "yes?"

The man chuckled on the other side before speaking, "I'm Eric Shining speaking from Shining Inc....and i need to meet you Kia, so will you meet me?" he seemed to ask hopefully and respectfully.

But the word 'Shining' had clearly deviated my attention, he was from Scott's rival company, it made my heart stop for a second.

"So?" he asked with hope, bringing me out of my regular zone outs.

"Sure," I said without thinking and regretted the words as soon as they were out of my mouth.

His mouth seemed to twitch into a cynical smile as he spoke again, "I'll be there to fetch you, be ready by seven...see you soon...Yvonne." He freaking knew who i was! This left a startled look on my face and soon the line went dead. Only then did i realise what a big fool i was, I agreed to meet a stranger, and more specifically not just any stranger, but someone who was dangerous, someone who seemed to know everything about me...

At seven

I opened the door and the strong masculine scent of the stranger hit my nostrils. I looked up to see a devilishly handsome man standing in front of me. I stepped back as he entered with a smirk on his lips.

"Who are you?" I asked as he sat on the couch right across from me. He looked too handsome but i deviated my attention to my fear and anxiety and added, "And most importantly, how do you know me?"

He grinned cutely if cute a was possibility to describe the stranger whom i had not very much time ago labelled as 'dangerous'.

"I know everything about you Yvonne," he said half-smiling and it seemed as though he just remembered some sweet memory.

Confused, i got straight to the point, "How?! And what the hell do you want from me??" i asked clearly annoyed.

He leaned his back to the couch and watched me with a smiling face. Though i was beyond annoyed, his calm composure made my irritation melt away to some extent.

After a moment, he spoke again, "You didn't look bad Yvonne, you never did, you just chose the wrong man," he spoke, his voice dripping with regret and honesty in a weird way. His words caught me off guard as i processed them, he knew me and i knew him too...

Realising what he had said, he straightened up a little, seeming nervous...? Well, that's what it seemed to me and then continued, "Uhm well let's get straight to the point, I'm here to offer you a deal, will you join me to destroy the Andersons'? I know you have gone through a lot, and this is the perfect opportunity to pounce on the prey Yvonne, I’ll help you," he said reassuringly.

"Why would you?! Who am i to you?" I snapped, not because I wanted revenge but not through him but rather because the way he spoke brought a complacent, satisfying sense of belonging, a caring I longed for a lengthy amount of time but maybe I was expecting it from the wrong person, and now that this stranger offered comfort, I’m freaking out...

He moved closer to me and took my hands in his as he spoke softly, "You're my everything, you just never knew it." Strangely, it sent butterflies in my stomach, a feeling i experienced with Scott around.

I looked into his eyes that offered comfort and... love strangely and asked in a defeated tone, "Who are you?"

He smiled a little before starting, "Do you remember whom you met as your first room mate at the campus? The tall, not that handsome, geek boy?"

I promptly reacted to that, "Battery!" It was what they called him. "Do you know him? How is he now? Is he okay?"

He laughed before answering, "Of course, he's changed too much, how would you even recognise him? I'm great Yvonne," he said sweetly before flashing a genuine smile.

But i sat like a frozen statue, widened eyes and a dropped jaw, it couldn't be him...Battery, i mean Iyan wasn't anything like that, i hated to call him Battery like all the others, he was just an ill-treated kid back at college.

I couldn't be happier, i had gotten accepted at my dream college! And here i was, already at the campus. Everyone around me seemed so helpful and friendly, i couldn't wait to dump my bags into my room and go out and socialise...

Oh! The room! I forgot i was going to have a room mate! I started with the stairs to reach the 3rd floor eagerly. I couldn't wait for this anymore and whoever introduced the concept of room mates was seriously a genius. I bet my room mate and i are going to have lots of fun too, just like best friends or wait, we could be one of the sorority sisters!!

I was almost out of breath by the time i reached the 3rd floor with my heavy bag. But my mind was too occupied to care about such things, i was going to have a roomie from now on, my legs were almost shivering with excitement.

Thrilled, i raced till the door no. 149 and knocked. There was no answer, eager and impatient to meet my roomie, i knocked again thrice.

After a moment, i heard some muffled movement behind the door. The door opened slowly and i saw a pale tall guy with thin glasses open the door. He looked somewhat...scared? Of what though?