My Sweet Love

My Sweet Love

Roseblaze

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Malinda Kristen is an orphan who lost her parents when she was young in a car accident, she was sent to an orphanage home where she grew up, she later left the orphanage home in search of a job and got a job as a maid in a wealthy man mansion, since she had no other qualifications to get a better job. There she met the son of the wealthy man, Russeli Ryan who is a musician but, has no emotions whatsoever, they seem to share the same trauma and Russeli Ryan, to stop the criticism of the public in his music and to avoid his father's consistent persuasiveness to go to many blind dates, he decided to meet someone who his father set up for him, but unaware to him, he had developed feelings for Malinda Kristen, he had to secretly date her. What will happen when her boss finds out? Read to find out!

Chapter 1 The accident

Malinda POV.

"We have to leave Malinda, come with me," Russeli whispered to me, as he held my hands.

It was late at night and we were in a big mansion, a mansion owned by my boss, the man I love was right beside me in the room that has only a thin window with the moonlight coming through.

"No Russeli, I can't go with you." I protest, I know running away was not the right thing, it doesn't always end well for me, this was something I was sure of and I felt uneasy even if this was the only way I could be with him.

"Trust me, Malinda." His blue eyes were staring right at mine, his eyes held the emotion that I couldn't explain. "Please, we have to leave before the guards and my father find us."

He was right, we had to leave, we had to hurry, but still, how far can we go before they discover us? I was already in tears as I shook my head profusely.

"Russeli, though we love each other, I can't leave with you, please understand, I am just an orphan and...and." My lips quiver, all this was my fault. "I can't fend for myself, that's why I am working here as a maid."

Russeli could see my tears and I know it breaks his heart, he held my shoulder and made me look up at him. "I don't like how you and I can't be together, I hate to keep our relationship a secret, I hate that my father rejected you, I can't bear to see you hurt like this."

"Come with me, we can flee, we can go far away, to a place where we are free to do whatever we want, a place where we can live together and be a couple." He held my hands and gave a gentle squeeze. "A place where we don't have to be afraid, Malinda."

"Russelli.." I looked into his eyes, even if my vision was blurred with tears, was this the right thing to do? The question echoed in my head.

"Trust me.." I heard his voice again and a part of me wants to stay back, but the part of me who loves the man and will go miles away with me was stronger.

"Okay." I nodded and he pulled me into a tight hug and kissed my forehead. "Thank you, thank you." He said with joy in his voice, the tune of his voice was so happy that it seemed like I had just accepted a marriage proposal.

"We have to leave and we have to leave now." He told me and held my hands in a tight grip. "Let's go."

We both ran out of the room, surprisingly the guards that were standing there didn't notice us, it all happened quickly and we left the mansion.

Russeli opened the car door and we both got in, but not unnoticed, a guard had spotted us and raised an alarm. Russeli started the car In haste and stepped on it, speeding off past the gate before they could close it.

Soon we were on the highway, Russeli still driving with speed, I looked at the side mirror and I could see some cars behind us, following ours with the same speed.

This was a car chase, one of those deadly ones I do see on TV. Tears pool in my eyes as I looked at Russelli. "What do we do, they are after us."

Everything that was happening was making me sad, why does love have to be this way?

"We would be out of sight very soon," Russeli assured me and accelerated. He held my hands with his free hands, while the other was at the steering wheel.

His hands were warm, giving me comfort within my soul. "I love you, Malinda." He turns his eyes to look at me. "And I will protect you."

I looked at his handsome face, he was the most handsome man I had ever laid eyes on, through luck he had come across my path.

"I love you, Russel," I said softly and he looked at me with the cutest smile on his handsome face, at this moment it felt so perfect like there was peace around us and no car chase, just us enjoying a joyful ride, I flashed him a smile too.

But all hell broke loose when we turned to face the road, a big truck came crashing on our car and glass shattered as our car flew in the air like we were in a spin ball.

The first land of the car, then the second and the third it stills, pieces of glass with blood everywhere, I looked at Russell and his eyes were on me.

We were both choking on our blood as we reached our hands to touch each other, but to no avail, before my eyes, Russeli closed his eyes and soon after mine did, then blackout!

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