24

Rosella

I hesitantly took small steps, his orbs keeping me captive all the time as I approached him.

“I’ll call you later. Keep me updated on the shipments that arrive,” He sternly asked the other person on the phone. Ending the call he looked at me with a blank face. “What pleasure do I owe you, for coming here?"

Gulping, I took a seat opposite too him. “Can you do me a favor?” I mumbled quietly, fumbling with my fingers on my lap as anxiety creeped within my body.

“Only if you ask something appropriate.” He husked out, leaning backwards on his chair. The reading glasses rested on the bridge of his nose with some wavy strands of hair falling out of the perfectly styled haircut on his forehead.

“I need you.” I blurted, making him arch an eyebrow.

"What I mean is, I need you too save someone.” Muttering, I bit my lip. His eyes flickered to my lips and then in an instant travelled back to my brown orbs. “Explain.”

“From what I’ve heard, you’re the best surgeon in town who can operate on