Chapter 32

Caleb's POV

"I don't want to listen to your nonsense. Just send the money that I'll use to fix it to my account and all of this will be over......but of course if you have the amount in cash right now you can pay up." Oh God. This man might just be the most foolish man I've met on this earth. Yelling at a woman to pay for the damage she made to his car? Oh wow. Why am I not surprised that they're actually men like this in this world.

"Oh that poor girl's in trouble and that man's still yelling at her." Miranda frowned as she looked at worried Amaris who just sat still as the man yelled at her. She must have been so embarrassed. A small smile crept up my lips. "Can't you help her?"

I scrunched my brows. "Help her?" I wrinkled my nose in disgust. "She's perfectly fine. She's not a poor girl, she's a vile beast. She's just putting on an act so the man would have pity on her." I rolled my eyes. "Apparently it's not working." I scoffed with a smirk.

"I'm talking to you young lady! Don't ignore me." The man slammed his hand on the roof of her car.

"Uh....look sir. I....I'm really sorry for the damage I've caused and...."

"How do you know she's a vile beast and she isn't actually pretending like you say?" She narrowed her eyes into a thin slit with a sly grin spread across her lips. "Do you know her?"

My eyebrows dipped into a frown as I glared at her. "Come on, let's go. You wanted to get ice cream, am I right?" I rested my arm on the small of her back gently pushing her. She didn't want to move at first but she ended up walking towards the ice cream shop.

"So you do know her then." Her grin widened.

"I don't know her." I drawled as my frown deepened. "She just works for me." I added.

"Oh so she works for you and she's your girlfriend." She tapped her chin with a confused look on her face before smiling again. "That's nice."

"She's not my girlfriend." I wore a bite expression. She'll never be my girlfriend....If I was ever going to date someone, I'd never date someone like her, she'll annoy me and piss me off every single day. Thank God the stupid dreams had stopped, I don't know what I would've done.

"Okay if you say so..." She lifted her shoulders in a half shrug as she walked inside the ice cream shop.

"But Sir....I don't have the money now..." I let out an exasperated sigh. Did she honestly have to be so loud? There are people around for fucks sake. At this point I couldn't help but I wish I didn't have such acute hearing.

"Do I look I give a fuck about that? All I want from you....is for you to pay me my money, then we'll be even." I glanced at Miranda who was already ordering something and I was about to join her when I heard something that made me halt in my tracks. "...unless you have something else in mind."

I turned and found him leaning in closer. Surely I misheard him, I glanced around and that was when I noticed that the people that gathered around earlier had dispersed.

"What do you say pretty face?" That scumbag. How can someone act so....stupid? He's asking a woman to sleep with him, just because she made a dent in his car. "No one has to know about this." How disgusting. I glanced at Miranda one more time before brushing my hand against the side of my belt making sure my pistol was in place. I moved as silently and quickly as I could and from the look on both their faces, I succeeded because they didn't even realize someone else was there until I spoke. Amaris had a disgusted look on her face while I suppressed the urge to punch the stranger in the face. I exhaled trying to calm myself down as I slid my hands over his shoulder. "Hey buddy. What goes on..." I added a cheery tone to my voice as I prodded his shoulder joint. There was a joint in the shoulder where the collar bone met the shoulder blade and if manipulated it pressed in a certain way it would cause pain and discomfort to a person. Many people knew it as the shoulder blade but it was actually called the acromion. A satisfied grin crept up my lips as I saw him wince in pain.

"What gives..." He tried to push my hand away. He was surprisingly weak for a man his size. Not that he was bigger than me though, compared to me he looked like a tenth grader. "...and who are you?" He turned his head to meet my gaze but I snapped his head back. There's no way I'd let a man as foolish as him look me in the eye.

"Shut your dirty mouth you bastard," I was done pretending. Let's just see how well he begs, then maybe just maybe I'll spare his life. I lifted my shirt showing him the pistol in my belt. "Do you see that?" There was nothing sweeter than the look in someone's eyes when they realized they messed with the wrong person. I fought the urge to laugh as I added more pressure to his shoulder but the look on his face as he tried not to make a sound cracked a smile out of me. "If you move you die. If you speak you die. If you scream you die. If you breathe you fucking die. Do you understand?" He stiffened as. He broke out in cold sweat. I'm sure Amaris would have found this funny too if she wasn't as scared as he was. "Now...." I took out the gun moving the muzzle down his chin as he tried not to move. I settled it on his neck as his throat bobbed with a hard swallow. The chances of anyone seeing me right now were slim but they weren't odd especially when Miranda would be done getting ice cream. I needed to make this fast. ".....apologize to the young woman." Never in my life would I ever think I'd be holding a gun to someone's throat threatening to kill him if he didn't apologize to Amaris....but here we were.

"But Sir she...."

"Are you talking back?" I lifted a brow loading the pistol as I added pressure, pushing it even harder to his throat. "Surely you have family members who don't want to see your corpse at their doorstep right?"

"I'm sorry...." He blurted out. "I'm sorry I caused trouble for you ma'am. I completely understand that none of this was your fault. I was clearly the one who wasn't paying attention. I'm deeply sorry."

"I...." Amaris was about to say something when I cut her off.

"Good boy." My eyes danced with a malevolent glint. "Shall we..." I gestured to his car as I hid the gun in my belt again. I escorted him to his car still adding pressure to his shoulder blade. I then took the keys from him and opened the door before throwing him into the car.

"Now listen to me very carefully." I grabbed his collar, pulling him out through the car window. "If I ever see you doing this to any other woman ever again..." I tightened my grip on his shirt. "You won't leave to see the next day, understand?" I pushed him back into his seat before throwing his keys at his face.

"I understand." He nodded frantically and I glared at him with a disgusted look on my face before turning to the ice cream shop. I looked through the glass walls but Miranda wasn't there. I glanced around reaching for the gun in my belt but paused when I saw Miranda standing beside Amaris' car with two ice cream cups in her hands and she was talking to.....Amaris?