“Oh lord…………………no, no, this can’t be happening to me. After all the devoted care I have given you, the least you could have done was to choose a place closer to the city to run over! “Isabella screamed at her car. The offending tyres produced a hissing sound and then settled down a fraction further on the road. Isabella was laughing helplessly and her wide brown eyes brought the colors back to her cheeks.
“Okay alright, I suppose I will have to forgive you as you have always been faithful to me.” She grinned more broadly as she thought about what the people would think if they saw her having a conversation with her car. She laughed aloud and patted her steering wheel.
Feeling a little cheerful as it was warm and sunny, she pulled forward the driver’s seat and leaned into the back to find her emergency tools, which were under the front seat. She had been forced to stop to close for comfort on the last bend, especially considering the road which was really narrow and the first thing she did was to put some stones around the car to warn anyone coming along behind her. After a moment she re-emerged with the tools in her hand brushed back the long black hair into a knot, which had fallen around her face, and head back around the back of the car.
She opened the hatchback and raised the covers to look for the spare tyre. As she started to unfasten the spare, she heard the sound of a car approaching from behind. Perhaps God had sent an angel to help her, she exclaimed softly. Writhing away she snuggled to get up and in the process hit her head hard on the metal above her head smartly on the edge of the roof. Holding her sore head and muttering under her breath, she swung around and lifted herself up, injury all forgotten, as a black Maybach came speeding towards her. She raised her hands trying to make him notice her.
The driver came to a smooth halt several feet in front of her, her eyes narrowed as she realized that he looked familiar. Do I know him? She wondered. And as he came out of the Maybach looking all handsome and sexy, while the black aviator covered his eyes. Her heart stopped beating for some time and she couldn’t breathe. Why, oh why, of all the people did Adam Black have to be the one to come up when she was in a messed up state right now.
Clenching her fist nervously, She watched him emerge from the Maybach. He was wearing a tux and his hair was neatly plastered on his head. He was definitely one of the most handsome men Isabella had ever laid eyes on. She remembered the first time he had walked into their office to finalize the deal, the whole office was talking about him and the female staff was trying to get his attention. However, when Isabella had met, she did not like the way he looked at her with mockery, as if she was a plague around Alex but even if he did not like her she had to stay by Alex’s side throughout the meeting as she was wholly responsible for his finances and also was the top designer of the company. She had designed almost all the interiors of the famous companies and restaurants around the city and was in great demand because of her work. Not that she was bragging. But Adam had the guts to tell her to make him a cup of coffee, who did he think he was Prince Harry, but she would have happily made coffee for him but not Adan. She was Alex’s accountant, not his PA. And for some reason, she felt really uncomfortable when he was around her. But he endured everything because of Alex.
She had heard about him before then. He has been a talk of the town ever since the announcement was made that he and Alex were starting a new business venture in the city, Adam’s company in New York is well renowned and so Alex readily agreed to the partnership. It was a great opportunity for the people who would get a job in the city and they wouldn’t have to go out to other places to find a job. She knew that he had no close relative except his mother as she had met her at one of the social gatherings. His mother is a very kind-hearted woman and Isabella liked her very much and they had actually hit it off and started talking on different topics and had laughed like hell but much to the annoyance of her, Adam had looked at her disapprovingly as if she was trying to get closer to his mother. She knew his looks and felt really humiliated. If he thought that she was trying to get into his mother's good books to get him then he couldn't be more wrong.
Although he was rich he started from scratch and had built his empire but his private life was always on headlines, as he was always seen with beautiful women and had no inclination to settle down but that did not give him any right to judge others.
Isabella had already decided that she did not like him. She had a feeling that Adam did not trust women that is why he was still single.
“Miss Jones, this is a surprise. What happened to your car?” He asked with amusement. His eyes took a quick survey of the long legs revealed by her mini skirt, before rising to her red cheeks.
“Well, I have a flat tire.” She said quickly.
“And do you think standing like that and showing your sexy legs, you could seek help from the passer-by’s?” He asked with amusement in his voice.
“I did not…………..” She was fuming with anger. “I was about to change it when I heard your car approaching this side so I tried to ask for help.”
“Alright I get it but you do realize that the way you are dressed up, you can get into trouble right?” He said softly while his eyes lingered around her body.
She knew he was right and her cheeks went all red.
He just shrugged and turned to look down at the flat tire. “I will get that changed for you.” He stated in his usual demanding manner as he started to remove his jacket.
"That's all right, I can manage." She said quickly, trying to save her dignity.
He smiled and said shamelessly. "Do you really think you can go under the car with the dress you are wearing, I am sure I would really enjoy a sneak peek?"
Her face turned red and she felt a strong urge to tell him that she could do very nicely without his help but on the other hand, when she looked at her attire she was really discouraged and so she decided to let him help her.
She looked up to meet his gleaming eyes which seem to read her thoughts and his looks told her that he knew she couldn’t refuse him.
“Just go inside my car and take a rest for some time. You look really tired. I will call you once I am done.” He ordered her.
She nodded her head immediately and went and sat inside his car. It was a good thing that it was a bright sunny day or she would have been drenched by now. She sat inside his car and saw him slide under the car to fix the tyre. She observed that the Maybach was really comfortable and a flash of memory flickered in her mind for a second and she distracted herself by looking at Adam while he worked his hands to change the tyre. She observed all his actions and was really impressed by him, she had never thought that the arrogant Mr. Black would actually one day help her change her tyre. She smiled and focused her eyes on him.