She wanted to eschew him.

But little did she know that escaping Jordan again was her biggest mistake ever.

As now that he found her finally, he was not going to let her go again at any cost.

Never...

Hattiea successfully managed to walk out of the auditorium where the event was about to start any minute, she intended to find the female washroom as the matter of excuse to avoid that stranger's approaching her.

She obviously still faced the moment of panic about what happened earlier, his eyes.

Those freaking dark eyes of him, had a lot take to narrate.

A lot...

Silent anxiety started filling Hattiea's body as her heels slapped the now quiet hallways echoing the click clack voice of her fancy footsteps with elegance.

She held her long apparel carefully as she passing through the huge hallways to god knows where.

Empty...

There was not a single soul around her to direct her the way to female washroom.

She frowns the same minute, looking here and there with anticipation.

Something seemed not so right to her.

But what?

Hattiea started to believe that she mayhap walked the wrong way to find the female washroom or maybe passed the wrong path until she finally saw a cabin with the ladies sign outside, at the end of the corridor.

Her frown released.

She sighed in relief as she finally found the washroom and was about to enter inside when suddenly, a big hand unexpectedly spooned her figure skilfully from behind making her jerk inside the space abruptly and then turning her over in very quick manner with a harsh thud while slamming the door behind her.

Her back got harshly shut against the the cold door the exact second, causing her to shiver immediately whereas her front was blocked by a huge and firm built way too closely leaving no space in between.

She gasped in utter shock being pressed in between very tightly two objects, one being the door behind her while the other...

Well her mind was too terrified to process the whole damn scenario, what was in front of her pressing against her?

No... who was?

Who was in front of her pressing against her?

All of that happened too quickly.

She was now being held by someone.

And that someone was no easy personality.

The sudden unexpected attack creeped Hattiea to the bones out as she absolutely heard no sound of anyone following her earlier from behind the entire time when she crossed the silent hallways all alone...

Then what just happened?

Her heart felt like halting at another beat in an immediate terror building inside of her as she opened her mouth to scream for help but a big hand sealed her access, blocking her attempts to shout for anybody's attention.

None of her screams trespass the huge hand of the person who was pinning her to the washroom's door.

Hattiea's eyes were though shut tightly being still horrified as her body started shaking in the firm hold.

Still overcoming the moment of shock...

Yes she was still overcoming the moment of shock.

From her heavy skipping breaths passing her mouth every seconds like loud gasps, she felt as if she just ran a long marathon earlier when it was not even the case.

Her chest continuously rose up and down in the unpaired rhythm with the heaviness of the moment.

Her heart thumped 100 times harder and faster when she smelt a strong men's cologne from ahead.

That's when it clicked, the person who attacked her was most definitely a man that was having her captured in his hold.

Pressing against her.

Pinning her down the wall.

Her eyes were certainly still closed and hands performed somewhat like a barrier between them, as tried pushing away the force that was pressed against her with her whole might.

But she failed every time.

All her strength was not even enough to budge him even a slightest bit away from her.

He was stronger so stronger...

Like a raging bull.

She was still too shocked to comprehend the attack properly when another fear stroked her.

The man finally spoke against her face. His cold breath smelling like rich scotch fanned her face.
"Are you trying to escape again?"

Jordan Lawrence.

Jordan threw a question at the trembling woman whom he held captive in his hold, pressing against her.

As the entire time she never once dared to even move her head up and look at him once.

It sure convinced him that she was scared.

Very scared.

He sounded dark from ahead, the deepness of the tone made Hattiea gulp instantly as her heart dropped down to her stomach judging how foreign that tone sounded.

She never heard such a deep tone before holding so much power and domination.

It was probably the most deepest voice she ever heard in her entire life.

Her entire body experienced wild goosebumps at once.

Hattiea finally muttered up her courage to open her crystal eyes reflecting clear nervousness before slowly looking up to the man in front of her.

Only to get shocked by the brutal confirmation that the man in front of her was none other than the very same stranger she had encountered back at the auditorium.

The very stranger who tried approaching her way but she excused herself here to avoid meeting him.

It was him.

Yes, it was him.

Her eyes matched the same pair of dark eyes of him, he was standing wearing nothing but only expressionless face staring deep in her eyes.

Being dangerous inches away from her...

The proximity rose instant tension between them.

Especially when Hattiea opened her lashes to look at him, his eyes were staring at her directly with some unreadable emotions.

Did he follow her?' She questioned inside her head as her eyes widened.

Yes he did.

How dumb of her to think he would not do shit seeing her walking away? If he was determined enough to approach her for a reason then he would obviously take the opportunity to follow her!

Hattiea, oh Hattiea...' she cursed herself as she gulped hard.

Still holding her at one place, he had her gripped tightly on his hold leaving no place between them.

The closeness was pinching Hattiea's limits as she squirmed around at his hold but all of her attempts was of no use again.

The man in front of her acted like nothing bothered him at all.

Only she did.

Jordan seemingly still had her mouth covered with his hand, which troubled Hattiea more to breathe now as she rolled her eyes back feeling her chest heavy.

There was not even any space for air.

Desperately tapping over his hand, Hattiea indicated him to let her go as judging by her current state Jordan frowned strictly before respectively taking his hand back from her mouth to not choke her next.

He was stronger than her. He felt like he could crash her any minute.

Using his force on her would obviously worsen things. He just needed to talk out.

That's exactly what he was going to do.

Hattiea coughed out as she panted heavily the moment Jordan took his hand back from her mouth.

Being watched by Jordan strongly, he next took a step backwards to give her some space to protect her privacy.

Locking the door, he made sure he left no access for her escape him again as she seemed terrified at her own ground.

Being watched at first then being followed by an unknown man was an horrific experience of course.

Hattiea's entire body experienced every terrifying emotions only in mere ten minutes of tonight.

Though Jordan had a significance for his actions, yet Hattiea knew nothing about his part of story so judging him with suspicion was one natural thing for Hattiea.

Soon recovering from her heavy breathing, she questioned Jordan facing him with dare.

"Did you-you follow me?"
Nervousness started to build up inside of her at the very thought of the man being alone with her.

That to in the female washroom.

For every valid reasons, Hattiea was scared of him.

His intentions were a huge mystery to her.

As obviously no normal man holding good intentions would follow any woman out to the female washroom like he did, let alone locking her in the same with him in it.

Why would he do that? What does he wants from her?

Jordan was froze for a minute or two as he kept staring at her strictly.

Maybe he was quite amazed to witness her up so close to him.

No words can explain how he felt finding her in front of him.

Not even an hour ago he complained about her search to Sebastian, this was no less than a miracle to him.

She was obviously what he wanted for over a week now. He was desperately looking for her out all the town and here she was...

Guess the lord too wanted Jordan to meet her tonight.

It was Jesus's sign.

Hattiea's red lips were parted for the access of breathing as she sucked a couple of more deep gasps to finally calm down, Jordan's eyes roamed all around her face but stopped at her eyes.

Those eyes.

No, those freaking eyes.

This woman was sure made with so much creation. She was lord's art.

She was freaking lord's art...

Jordan still stared at her up so close while seeing him not moving a single muscle at his place but only watching her intensely...

He sure had something sick going on over his head.' Hattiea guessed as she gulped a harsh lump down her throat with difficulty.

She knew she didn't want him around at all and getting out of the washroom seemed the only healthy option to her.

After all she was not getting any good vibes from him...

Hence while Jordan was still busy watching Hattiea being out of his thoughts, she took the initiative to unlock the door somehow.

And finally getting succeeded in that one, she finally tried opening it and running outside but a huge hand strongly slammed back the door again with a huge and scary thud.

Jordan smacked the door back shut from his hand before she could have slipped away from the washroom.

Hattiea shuddered at his action as she started to struggle pulling the knob desperately but she failed again.

He was not letting her go.

"Quit toying me woman, I cannot afford to lose you now that I have found again..."