No Room For Romance

Chapter 8: A Reminder to Find Me

[Released: 18 May 2021]

"Who are you" She sent the message.

She received an almost immediate reply, "Find me."

Her face turned stoic, emotionless as she gripped her phone tighter. "Why should I do as you ask?"
She waited for a reply as her body sweated, it felt like hours were passing by in just a blink of a second.

"I'll give you ten minutes to dress up, take some more time and I'll take you by force."

She didn't know if it was safe, but somehow, she needed to help herself.
"Okay"

She took a pepperspray bottle and hid it, along with a small folding knife. Mother would be of no help here and it's only gonna trouble her, if she says this to her.
She comforted herself as she wore the sheer piece of cloth which made her feel nauseous. An overcoat, she needed to cover her body. An overcoat would be best.

She waited a little more at home, as she thought that maybe it was a prank on her. Maybe he didn't wish to do anything to her.
She waited. Sitting on the bed as the time passed. Waiting.

Waiting.

Half an hour had passed by and she was receiving more messages which she had stopped checking.
And then, a phone call.

[UNKNOWN NUMBER]

'What the heck is this...' However, after rethinking it, she realized that she could verify who this unknown person was. This was a chance to know who the person was.

She picked the call and waited for the caller to respond. Both ends were silent for a while and then the caller spoke, "Anaïs..." Her ears tickled as his voice was hoarse... A little similar to someone she already knew? It was a masculine voice... Sounding like... Cedric! Her boss! Who else could it be! She recalled that moment when he silenced the office with his domineering voice.
"Didn't I already tell you countless times to get in the car?" He inveighed.

"Ah... So it was you Mr Cedric..." She reassured. It was weird. Why is he telling me to wear this? This is a little too weird.
"Well, I presume you already have dozens of men telling you to go out at night?"

What is wrong with him, why is he talking like that to me? I don't think we were ever so close to make jokes with each other.

Her teeth clenched tight as she grasped her coat in dullness, "No, it's not like that, sir..." Feeling of anger, dismay, hate and irritation, what was she not feeling at that moment?

"A violet car has been parked since a long time ago. Could you please care to enter that car..."

She peeked outside her window. "Yes, I've seen it, but what if I don't want to come?" She bit her nails and her heart beat fastened. I'm sure he just wants to have dinner, maybe.

"Well, it's your choice..." She let out a breath of relief. Maybe he doesn't have any ill intension? "... But the choices you can pick are either to be forced or do it willingly." he snickered.

'THIS MOTHERFUCKER. WHAT DOES HE THINK I AM?!' Her blood boiled when he kept speaking words which made her feel terrible without a sense of guilt.
She felt immense anger and her face became much more dull. "I see... I'll choose the second option." She replied. But, why does he even want me to wear this... Does he plan on doing something to me? Hah, 'I should not think too hard.'

"Good choice, Ms Anaïs Altantis!" He praised.

Anaïs walked down the stairs to consume more time. She thought that maybe he would change his decision and let her off the hook or maybe, she might come up with a brilliant idea to escape this.