Taste Of The Wild - The Four Seasons (ON HOLD)

Chapter 29: Weakened in Turmoil

Winter Blackburn

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I readied myself to hit the perverted person's face when I looked at him.

He looked like thirty or something and was muscular and tall, handsome perhaps. I recognise him as one of the businessmen who associated with Travil a few moments ago.

He has this grin like he didn't just grab my butt in front of the public. I lowered my hand down, calming myself. I can't fight here and I can't make a scene.

"What the hell?" Yelled in a whisper that only he can hear.

"I heard you're Mr Swift's little assistant. He's a lucky man." He smirked, eyeing my body up and down then placed a hand on my shoulder.

"I wouldn't mind joining the fun. Mr Swift is not selfish right?"

I growled, pushing his hand away.

"Touch me again and I'll castrate you to death, bastard." He was taken aback for a bit and so I turned away and my feet led me to the restroom.

There were two girls in the room, fixing their makeup in front of the mirror. I head for an open cubicle but I didn't do any business. I just leaned on the door, massaging my temples.

The wine must have been kicking. I have to fight it down for at least five more minutes.

I hear the two girls dismiss themselves out the room while I was left alone, taking my time to calm down.

The door suddenly opens and closes, but I heard the lock click as well. Those footsteps... That smell... He followed me? That guy's a total perv in so many ways.

"I know you're in here."

My breathing stopped, trying to calm myself. Two more minutes and I'll be good as new that the alcohol would drown.

"No need to be shy, sweetheart. We're all alone. Finally, we get to be."

Yeah, finally I can break your neck without anyone knowing.

"Come out, come out wherever you are." He says, opening one of the cubicle doors a few feet away from me.

One more minute...

"How much do you want? I'll hire you and I'll offer you more luxury than what Mr Swift gives you." Opening another door.

I mentally rolled my eyes.

Luxury? If you consider him giving me pain in the ass more than thrice in one hour as luxury, then yeah.

"Money? Jewelry? Fame? I'll give you all. Just be my woman." Another door opened.

Forty seconds more.

I leaned against the wall to steady myself with my eyes closed.

His footsteps drew closer, the doors he opened are just feet away from mine.

Fifteen... I need to focus on recovering.

When his footsteps stopped and his shadow leaned beneath the holes in my cubicle door, I can feel him smile in triumph.

"Gotcha."

He opens the door that I didn't bother locking but I didn't look. I closed my eyes, waiting for the time to strike.

I feel his hand exploring my thighs and his breath on my face.

Eight... Seven... Six... Five...

"Let's have some fun, doll."

Four... Three... Two... One...

It's like I can hear the timer sounding when I opened my eyes. The man already brought his lips on my visible shoulder and I cringed in disgust.