Did this man tricked me? With the help of my coworker?
Why do I get stuck in this type of trouble everytime?
We both start greeting the guests together
A fake smile plastered on my face
But it drops when he moves his hand on my waist
This damn bastard!
"Sir please move your hand away." I say
"Oh come on, you are here as my girlfriend, what's wrong with pretending darling?" He says
What?! His girlfriend? Is he damn serious?
I grip on his wrist, shoving it away
"Sir I need to talk to you." I say
"Sure, why don't we go to a private place, where no one else can come and disturb us? We will get some private time" He says
Private time my foot
We both go to the secluded room of the hotel
"Sir why did you told me to come here through my coworker? I don't see any other employees here." My voice was firm
"I just wanted a partner to show and you seem perfect for me." He says with a devilish grin
"Are you taking revenge on me for that day?" I say
"No! Not a chance, why would I make a pretty lady like you suffer?" He says
He starts walking closer to me
"I am leaving." I start leaving but as I move my hand to move the door knob-
He pushes me back roughly and aggressively
He's a damn monster
"Agh you are getting on my nerves now, you know I like woman who stays on the tip of shoes, or else I make them." He says
"You should find someone else then, because I don't hesitate to break that foot of a man." I say, standing straight
I need to look unbothered or else he will use my fear against me
I can't look weak
"Oh come on." He starts grabbing my neck
I slap him
"How dare you!" He says being angry
I push him back in a flash and leave the room
Running away from the party hall
As I sit in my car, I was shaking terribly
No, I am strong I can't let a bastard like him bother me
I run my hand through my hair and start the engine of the car
I need to leave before he runs finding me here
My knuckles were white as I was gripping on the steering wheel
I finally reach outside my house
I enter my house and I look around
"Doll-" wait I shouldn't call him that
"Hey! Where are you?" My voice was rough and shaking because of the incident
As I go to the kitchen, I see him cooking
"What are you doing?" I say as I look at him curiously
"I was bored so I decided to make food, but I think it's-" he says awkwardly
I peek at the pan
"Burned?" I say, trying to hold my laugh back
"Yeah, I am really sorry." He says
I chuckle
"I will order from outside so you just relax."
We both sit on the couch, I start going through the dishes on the food app, he starts peeking from my shoulder
But then
"Why do you have that mark on your wrist? It wasn't there before the part you attended today?" He says, looking at the mark
Shit! That guy gripped that hard that it left a mark?
"Is everything alright?" He asks
I look at him, my expression dropping, I shouldn't be vulnerable-
Tears start dropping from my eyes
"Lycia?" He says, he was panicking
"I am sorry, it's nothing." I leave the living room and go inside my bedroom shutting the door
After sometime, I hear him knocking on my door
Gosh I am a damn mess
"Come in."
He enters the room
"I know I am nothing to you, but you can tell me what's wrong... Maybe I can help?" He says
He sits beside me
I shouldn't be bothered to tell anyone the mess I am in, I shouldn't bother others with it...
I couldn't help, I start telling him everything
I don't care who he is, I don't know for how long he's around me, I know he will just forget about it but at least my heartache will subside
"It's not the first time of him forcing me... He's been doing it for weeks, some days before he throw a glass on me for not drinking with him." I say
"Why don't you just leave the job?" He says
"I won't get another job because he has done this with other woman as well according to the rumours... They got helpless after leaving the office because he has power and connections."
"Can you show me a picture of him?" He says
"And where does he live?"
I show him his picture and tell him the address of his house
Why was he asking me that?
"You should sleep." He says to me
I lay down on the bed
I feel somewhat better now
He looks at me for a moment and then leaves my room, closing the door
I wake up late the next day, it was weekend anyways
"I feel better now." I sit back on the bed and grab my phone
Missed calls from my coworker?
I take the call
"What's wrong Ms. Brown?"
"What!"
What the hell!
"The manager is dead?!"