Contractually Yours

1• You're safe with me

🔹️🔹️Adrien Russell🔹️🔹️

"All good, Martin?" I asked my middle-aged driver as he checked the car. He came to my side of the window and I rolled it down.

"We might need a mechanic to repair it sir. It's not my cup of tea." He informed guiltily while holding the umbrella over his head.

I nodded in understanding and sighed as I ran out of luck with the network in my mobile too. "There's no network here. Is there any place nearby where we can stay for the night?" I asked him.

He thought for a second then answered. "There is a lodge across the street sir. But it isn't very classy."

"That's okay! Let's just go there." I stepped out of the car and Martin immediately held the umbrella over me, letting himself drench in the heavy rain.

"Hey!" I pulled him under the umbrella along with me so he could cover both of us. He looked confused and flustered by my actions, making me chuckle. "I ain't the only one who could catch a cold, am I?"

He turned his eyes down with an awkward smile and then led the way to the lodge. It required us to walk for nearly seven minutes- give or take, to reach the lodge. I asked Martin to book two rooms on my name and he did.

The lodge was not the kind of one I have stayed in before as Martin said. But I obviously do not expect a five-star hotel in case of such emergencies. I don't mind staying here for a night since the weather was at its worst.

"Isn't that Adrien Russell?" I heard a girl in a group of three whisper. I did not look towards them but continued to listen. "Yes. That is." Another whisper followed. "God! He is so handsome." Their girly squeal made me smirk and I turned away from their sight.

Soon, both Martin and I settled in our respective rooms and I released a heavy breath. I've had a tiring day. The exhaustion in me heightened as soon as my eyes fell on the bed covered with off-white sheets and I didn't remember to lock the door.

Turning on the heater, I removed my dress shirt and stretched my body. Right when I was about to call it a day, the door of my room banged open. I turned around in a snap with wide eyes and they fell on a womanly figure. Her long brown hair covered most of her face as she leaned on the door and breathed heavily.

"Excuse me?" I called.

She pushed her hair back and opened her eyes. When her face came into my sight, my jaw dropped. There stood a beautiful girl looking surprised and worried. Her eyes met mine and my heart literally skipped a beat when I looked into her hazel-colored orbs. My eyes travelled down her body on its own. She was all drenched and her clothes stuck to her body like a glove. It took me quite some time to take my eyes off her curves. I looked back at her face and a sense of satisfaction crossed me when I saw her ogling at me. Well, my body.

She looked back at my face as I crossed my arms over my chest and raised an eyebrow. That's when she snapped out of her thoughts.

"I- I am really sorry." Her voice was like honey being poured in my ears. "Actually, I am in a bit of trouble and I barged into your room to hide." She said awkwardly.

"Trouble?" I frowned.

"Yes. There a-are some g-goons chasing me." I saw a glimpse of fear crossing in her eyes. My frown deepened and I picked up my shirt from the bed and put it on.

Before I could ask her anything further, the door of my room was banged hard. The girl gasped in fear and moved aside. She looked at me with helplessness and pleading in her eyes.

"Open the door!" A manly voice echoed. "Please" She whispered inaudibly and I moved towards her. I pulled her behind the door and opened it enough for my head to sneak out.