Chapter 5

Ciara’s POV

“You’re Brian?” I asked.

I need a mental check.

“What can I get you? Water or probably mud?” he asked, and I felt weak all of a sudden. He flipped through some papers, then stood up, and slowly walked up to me.

Alright, now I’m scared.

“Don’t worry, I won’t hurt you,” he said as if reading my thoughts. “I should be mad at you, but I must confess that you’re indeed very beautiful,” he placed his hand on my cheeks, but I yanked it away.

Now I know why that man asked if I was his side chick or girlfriend. It’s crystal clear. Brian is a flirt. A huge one.

Damn the nerves of this guy. Who the fuck does he think he is to touch me in such manner?

I should really be feeling bad for what I did to him at dad’s workshop, but looking at him now, I don’t regret anything. He deserves worse than that. I just hope he listens to what I have to say.

“So Ciara. Nice name,” he said and held my hand. He spun me round, and I ended up on hi