Chapter 4 The cold corpse

The place seemed quiet, no dogs no nothing, which confused me and scared me at the same time, how would a man like him live such a simple life, I looked round the garden which I had landed just a few meters from the house, everything seemed too simple, for someone who was bloody rich like him.

I squatted down as I moved closer to the window but I couldn't see anything as it was so dark. I moved to the nearest door, making sure to check for the camera, there didn't seem to be a lot either, my heart hammered in my chest.

“What the fuck was i doing”

What was I going to say to him when I see him?

This was foolish as it was also crazy, but i had to do these, i had to talk to him

I mumbled to myself, but I had no choice, it was either this, or my family and I would have nothing after us. I really needed this job, it was everything I had.

Without a word, I opened the door, as slowly as possible, making sure it didn't make a sound. As soon as I stepped in, I noticed the house was dark.

Except for a little blue light which was twinkling in the dark, with caution I tiptoed inside the house, searching to find any signs of him but everything seemed quiet.

Then i heard it,

“Fuck!!” a voice, rang towards the end of the hall, i knew it was him, his voice, without a word, i ran towards his voice as i threw the doors opened.

There he was in his gigantic form, standing there , I looked to see what he was looking at at his feet was a corpse, a fucken corpse, I couldn't hold it anymore, I screamed.

He turned to look at me , as his face turned to that of horror. For the first time I took note of what he looked like, he had dark hair that fell from his face, manly jawline, then his eyes, grey iris, he was every definition of handsome.

And that wasn't all, he had a towel wrapped round his waist.

But I couldn't even form words. In a second he was by my side, and I was picked from the ground, he seemed angry as he stared at me.

He fucken killed a man, i was lost, scared, i was going to get killed ,i was convinced about that now.

“Plese…..let me go..”I begged him, but he wouldn't bulge even when I beat his hands to let me go.

“Did you do this, who sent you?”he snapped at me, for the first time, i looked at him in horror, tears slipped from my eyes, as I shook my head, with fear.

“No ... .i ..just got…..here , i wanted to ….speck to you…..i have nothing to do with this”i  stammered as i cried out, overwhelmed by fear.

He had one look at me, then he dropped me, I fell with a loud drop, holding my neck as he moved away from me.

“What the fuck are you doing here!!”he snapped at me as I looked at him in horror and fear.

“What…you …you killed him”I cried out,with so much fear.

Then I realized he was right, this wasn't done by him, he had walked in few minutes ago, there was no way this happened, a few minutes ago

“No i didnt, i just walked in and saw him this way, Bjorn will never come to my house, someone killed him and brought him here”he spat, I looked at him, he seemed shocked, his fist white.

Wait a minute did he say Bjorn, as soon as it hit me ,i ran to the corpse and really checked, and i realized he was right, it was Bjorn, I turned to see him looking at me suspiciously.

I was here regarding the issues that surrounded Bjorn,to get him to offer an apology, the last thing i expected is to see Bjorn dead, and in his house. 

“What the fuck are you doing,in my house, did you do this!!”he screamed at me,and I shook my head.

"No, I was at your training center all day long; I clearly saw when you came back. I fucking saw it! I only came here because you have refused to see me for days!" I snapped at him. For a brief moment, he looked like he believed me, but I was too freaked out to care. 

"Oh my God," I exclaimed, my hands covering my face as I stared at the corpse, my heart racing uncontrollably. 

This cannot be happening, a corpse, a fucken corpse.

no, no

"Someone did this; someone tried to set me the fuck up," he snapped back, and I remained frozen, realizing what this meant. I had been caught in a crime scene, one that could ruin my life forever. 

"Don't you have any guards, security, anything? How did this corpse end up here? How did this happen? If this gets out of hand, we are so dead! You will be accused, and I will end up in jail as an accomplice," I cried out. At this point, I was on my knees, tears streaming down my face, shaking uncontrollably. 

“Seeing as you got in here easily, I have no security here, and to add to that, you being held as an accomplice doesn't seem to be my problem, your the one, that sneaked into my home, in Pretends to talk to me”he said to me

“Please , i cant go to jail for either, i had pure intention, did you do this, did you kill him because of the issues you…."I didn't get to finish my words when he took the words out of my mouth, spatting at me, in rage.

"You said you saw me coming back here. I didn't do this; I didn't kill him! I have no idea how he ended up here!" he snapped  at me, and I shook my head in disbelief. 

"It doesn't matter; his corpse is in your room. It doesn't matter what you have to say; the cops wouldn't listen to you. We have to fix it..." I started, and he took the words right out of my mouth. 

"Excuse me, did you say 'we'?" he stated, and I was enraged. This wasn't the time for him to be his usual stubborn self. This was a matter of life and death, and I was caught up in it. 

"Look, I don't care what you have to say, but I'm here with you. If I leave here, the cops may also end up looking for me. Don't you think so?" I snapped at him, and his eyes narrowed at me. 

"You're stuck in here; you're a criminal. I could..." he started, then he froze, rushing over to look out the window.

Then I heard it…. The sound of the police siren approaching...a chill ran down my spine as i looked at the man before me, who seemd caught up too.

and it hit me for the first time since I walked in here.

i was indeed going to jail.