Daddy's Little Pet | 18+

|The Phone Call|

RENEE

"I'm coming." I yelled as I dashed to the door to see who was knocking.

"Are you certain it wasn't coming from the other apartment?" Nicole yelled behind me as I rushed to the sitting room, but I ignored her.

I was eager to find out who the person was. Something told me Robert had finally sent me some gifts.

With a smile, I dashed to the front door, taking hold of the knob and twisting it open to find... nobody!

"Huh?" I muttered, my head poking into the corridor when I noticed someone standing at my neighbor's door.

The knock had not come from here, as Nicole had suggested and my shoulders slumped.

"Hello..." The blonde-haired man staring back at me waved, and I waved back, mumbling some inaudible greeting as I gently shut our door.

"Not again..." I humped, disappointment filling me, and I didn't like it.

It had been four days since Robert sent me a gift, and I was going insane.

I rushed every time there was a knock on my door, full of anticipation. But I always returned with disappointment.

Looking around the small living room, I stared at the first art portrait he'd gifted me, and my heart skipped a beat.

Caressing the R initial diamond necklace he'd given me again, my mood instantly shifted from excited to solemn.

I began to walk to the bedroom, a hiss escaping my lips, knowing Nicole would be waiting for me.

"Who was that?" She asked as soon as I entered the room, her face lighting up as she looked up from the book she was reading and turned to face me.

However, when she noticed my mood, her smile faded to a frown, and she abruptly rose from the bed.

"Renee? What is it?" She asked, approaching me and touching my shoulder. She pulled me to my side of the bed, and we plopped our asses down.

"Speak to me. Who was knocking on the door?"

"Not our door. It was some random dude who came to visit Mrs. Clara." I whispered.

Nicole sighed. "I warned you. I knew it wasn't from our end, but you rushed to open it without paying attention to what I said. You thought it was Robert's delivery guy, didn't you?"

"Huh? Why would you say that?"

"Oh, Renee, get off it. We haven't talked much about Robert in the last few days, but I know you miss him. After all, it's been three or four days since he last sent you a gift, right?"

"Four days, yeah." I responded sadly.

"I know. I've been keeping an eye on you. You've been a shadow of yourself since you woke up today. You go to check the door at every opportunity as if expecting someone, even though we both know you rarely get visitors."

My shoulders slumped, as I listened to Nicole go on and on.

"Do you know I had an inkling that he'd stop sending me gifts?" I asked after she finished speaking.

"Wow, really?"

"Yes. The other night I was touch..." I trailed off, blushing as I realized what I was about to tell Nicole. I quickly diverted, "The last time he sent me gifts with the numbers, I had a feeling he was going to stop. I told myself that if he did stop, I'd call him, but if he kept sending the gifts, we'd keep playing his game."

"Really?" Nicole questioned with a raised brow, and I just shrugged.

"Also, I don't feel anyone watching me at the restaurant these days. He seems to have vanished into thin air. The way he vanished when..."