Someone opens the bedroom door, I expect it to be Elias, but it's Agnus."Hey.." I let out.
"Hello dear. How was the appointment?"
"The usual, good. Alhamdulillah." I fidget with the end of my t-shirt.
"Is something bothering you Amara?" She asks slightly concerned.
"Who's Jenny?" I say straight up.
Agnus looks taken aback and starts cleaning her throat. "Uh what do you mean-."
"I know it's Elias's ex. But can you tell me when they last dated?"
Agnus sighs. "It was right before he converted, a little after too. But he definitely realized his mistake. It was nothing."
"Agnus...and?"
She looks at me, "They were very close. She practically lived here. They were on each other 24/7. But of course he wasn't as crazy for her as he is for you. He would mostly be at work, and the little moments he wasn't, she was all over him."
I look off to a distance ignoring my hint of jealousy. Agnus comes closer to me.
"Amara. You know Elias wasn't the best person before. His childhood...was rough."
That annoys me, "Well that isn't an excuse to go sleeping around with girls. I don't care if he changed now, how is it possible for him to change that much?"
"It happens. And I've seen it happen when you came into his life." I can tell shes just trying to comfort me.
"Where is she. Where's Jenny now?"
Agnus pauses for a bit, but I gently squeeze her hands. "Agnus where is she?"
"She-she's. Elias well um." She clears her throat, "Shes living in Elias's other penthouse..."
My heart drops. This whole time I thought just maybe I'm being too harsh on him and that he loves me more than anything. But no. He's keeping a girl in his other house. That's it, no more chances for him. That backstabbing idiot, not to mention kidnapper and emotional manipulator.
"Agnus I just need a little favour. I've never asked you for anything important but I do now. Please give me Jenny's address."
Her eyes widen, "Amara I'm sorry but I can't. Mr. Alfera is my boss." She brushes my arm. "Just forget about it and get some sleep. I'll make you waffles in the morning."
I look down in defeat as she leaves. I get up and grab my jilbab. My life couldn't get any worse, might as well make the most of it.
I quietly head downstairs as I hear arguing coming from the living room. I find Elias's office and try opening the door. Locked. Of course. Wait a second, I still have the key card Agnus gave me this morning to open the garage. It definitely works on all the doors. So I try it.
Beep. I think it worked, so I try the door handle again. And thank god the door opens right up. His office...gives me flashbacks. I was forced to do my nikkah here. I feel shivers down my spine. Mostly angery shivers.
His office is big and organized. with color coded files and everything. I go up to his desk and start opening random drawers. What exactly am I looking for. Pent house address.
I cant find anything. So I turn to his labeled book shelf instead. I read Gun registrations, Equipment Stocks, Warehouse Locations, and Personal Properties. Bingo.
I open the binder and flip through the pages. There are 9 mansion addresses with details, 7 apartments, and only 1 penthouse. Exactly what I'm looking for. I rip that page out and head to the garage.
YOU ARE READING
Amara
عاطفيةAmara Hadid is a muslim girl who lives with her mom and regularly volunteers at her local muslim food bank. One day, the main sponsor of the food bank, Elias Alfera, who is a revert and billionaire, visits the food bank and that is where he lays his...