[CHAPTER] 07 HIS PENTHOUSE

After few moments we reached his apartments underground parking lot. His apartment is in the very luxurious 50 Storey Six stars hotel which is owned by his father, Mr. Stephen Black. He is the chairman of one of the biggest corporations like my father in our country. Because they are best friends and want to live a very low-profile life so they ended up there where we are currently living. A small and posh area in our city which belongs to my family but the security is very high and tight at that area because of our family's safety. No one lives there except the two tycoon's family. My father Ryan Vincent is also own one of the biggest corporations in Real Estate Business. As we walked in the building and entered in the lift. After few seconds we reached the topmost floor of this building. The top two floors of this building are, his penthouse. As the lift's door open, we walked out and he entered the password of his penthouse and with a 'ting' sound the door had opened.

He took a few steps forward but stopped when he realized I was reluctant to enter in his apartment. I feel little uncomfortable because I had never been here before. He took my hand and pulled me in firmly. I entered in the door and I was in awe. His penthouse is very luxurious indeed. I took few steps and saw grand living room where two set of comfortable yet classy couches placed. There was a big LED TV hanging on the wall with a home theatre. The whole living area was coloredinvanilla white even the floor marble is also in vanilla white color. But the furniture was mint green in color. Perfect combination according to my taste!!! I went in further to stroll around, I got comfortable suddenly because everything is according to my taste. Its just like it is my home not his, like I personally decorated it. My eyes widened when the sudden realization hit me. It is his house but why everything is according to me?? Means howcan he know my likes and dislikes, my taste, my choice everything?? I gave him a questionable look like 'can you explain all this to me'. He rolled his eyes at me and went to his room. After few seconds he came out from his room with first-aid boxes.

I looked at him because he didn't answer me. "Can you tell me what is all this?? You don't even know me this well back then. I mean we didn't have that much opportunity but after looking your house its look like you know me well even more than me. How??" I asked him finally because my curiosity kill me. He gave me his usual smug look and said "You think I decorate my house according to your taste. It means I did all of this because of you." He said the last line in sarcastic manner. I got confused because I didn't understand what he meant. "Then??" I asked while raising my right eye brow. "I like it in this way. What's the big deal?? Everyone has some similarities in their choices. Here is the example." He said casually while placing the medicines and everything which is required for treating my bruises. I am not satisfied with his answer because I know everything about him from his parents, servants and even from his boarding care takers also. He didn't like this at all. He always preferred black and white combination in everything. I knew all of this cause the butler told me all his preference himself. Uncle butler is the in charge for taking care of him.