No Room For Romance

Chapter 12: Lies, money & sex

[Released: 29 July, 2021]

"Someone just got in the building... He was the person who was tracking her down." He informed.

"I see... Let him go. There's a sight there for him to witness."

Cedric cut the phone call, kept it in his pocket and drove the car away.

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Anaïs' body was stiff and her body stood motionless.
"Babe, Why'd you stop? Is that guy bothering you?" He glared at Dane.
Anaïs looked back and forth from Dane to Evander and back to Dane.

Dane was lost of words. He didn't speak anything and grabbed her arm.
Anaïs didn't rebel and allowed him to pull her away.
Evander wanted to stop them and pulled his arm, but it was tied to the top corners of the bed. He kept pulling it and trying to set himself free. "Hey, where do you think you're going? Who do you think you are?"
It clanked and rattled as he was trying to free himself.
"I paid for you tonight, you think I'll let you off the hook this easily?" He yelled.
Dane let go of her wrist, came closer to him and punched his face. He kept smashing his face until it bled and got swollen. He bleated lightly and then chuckled. "How pathetic—"

He let go of him and walked out with her.
Dane grabbed her wrists firmly and pulled her out. He continued to do that till they reached the car. Anaïs was also quiet and just followed along.

"So, how much did that jerk pay for you to sleep with him?" He started the car engine.
She didn't respond and just sat motionless. Her eyes blank and her body half naked. He glanced at her and said, "hah... Usually I'd be wanting to fuck you like that, but I'm disgusted at you right now."
Her eyes shaked and her mind was ringing. 'Disgusting, disgusting, disgusting.'
At this point, she didn't even care how she was dressed.

Dane took off his leather jacket kept in on top of her body to cover it up.
"Wear it."
Anaïs looked at the jacket and then ignored it.

"You're not going to speak now?" He asked.
She continued to look out and stare at the blank space.

He squeezed his teeth and then clenched them tighter as his grasp on the steering wheel also got firmer. He pushed the brakes and stopped the car.
"ARE YOU SERIOUSLY THINKING OF KEEPING YOUR MOUTH SHUT?! EXPLAIN TO ME WHAT I HAD JUST SEEN? THAT MOTHERFUCKER!! HOW MUCH DID HE PAY FOR YOU TO DO IT WITH HIM?!!" He roared in frustration along with the raging anger. His eyes were popping wide open and his forehead was fuming in outrage.

Her eyes staggered as she tried to decide what she should be saying. She felt a little scared and her lips twitched.

"You Fucking Whore..." He said as he pulled back his lower lip.

"You..." Her eyes showing utter hatred and sorrow as the tears formed up
"... Hah, why are you so worked up with me fucking someone else?" She smiled viciously. "... You go around fucking those bitches, but when I do the same, you're giving me looks of disgust?"
Her hair was messed up and her wrist was bruised. Her smile changed from being utterly wicked to a pathetic one.

His mouth was open, but he couldn't utter any words. His aura turned darker and his face was becoming dim. "Y-you..."

"You're right... I did it for the money."
She put the jacket away from her torso and then touched his chest as she leaned closer. He flinched as her fingers were infectious to him. "I'd do it for you too..." She turned her pupils at his eyes. "... But you're fucking poor." She tee-heed and withdrew her fingers.

Dane eyes widened, he couldn't believe what he had witnessed and what she was doing. 'Was she always like this?'
He suddenly recollected what he had told to George drunk.

"She might change her mind if you tell her who you really are!" George shrugged.
"I know her, she's not a gold digger... It's gonna be the same. She might hate me more for trying to sway her with cash..."

He dropped his forehead on his palm and then got out of the car.
'She is not a gold digger. NOT A GOLD DIGGER. NOT A GOLD DIGGER. A GOLD DIGGER. SHE IS A GOLD DIGGER. SHE DID IT FOR MONEY.'

He lips tightened and he made a firm fist as he smashed his car.

Anaïs looked outside the window and with a dead face she ignored his actions; her mind was lost in thoughts.

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Cedric checked his phone again and again. It was as if he was waiting for someone to call or maybe a text? His sharp eyes stared at the phone for nearly a decade straight, or that was what he felt like it.

Finally, he got a notification in his phone. He opened it to find a video footage.

"Hey, where do you think you're going? Who do you think you are?"
"..." "..."

"Tsk Tsk... Hah... Well, it's a little disappointing though... I expected it to have ended better." He said.

He laughed when he saw Evander left alone in the room with the handcuffs.
"Did this guy seriously let his guard down? Or did he stupidly let that girl tie him up?" He chuckled.

He looked at Anaïs' face when everything was going on and noticed her expressions. "She doesn't look scared—"
He tried to understand what kind of emotions she was feeling as he looked closer into the footage. 'What is that expression she has?'

After looking at the footage for a while he opened her resume which she had submitted for the interview.

"Anaïs Atlantis... I hope you aren't planning to quit the company now, because that's not even an option you can choose from..." He flipped the page and there were few pictures of her mother and some other people.
"...You're now my play possession and you shall only do what I allow you to do."

He took out Alfred and Gretel's picture and then stared blankly at it.

"... The choices are pretty simple, just like before. Do what I tell you to, by will or by force."

He kept the pictures down and then looked out of the large window as he tugged his hands in his pockets.
"I hope you don't miss the office tomorrow's. That'll be quite a problem for you." He covered his mouth with his hand as he tried to control his laughter.

"You started it honey... I'm just continuing from where you left it."

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Tbc