Chapter 7
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From that day, Nat has been picking up and dropping me off every single day, Juts to know whether I safely reached my workplace or not.
I couldn't ask for more. No one knows what I'm going through.
Yes, I could go to the police. But the only bullsh*t that I will have to face is the lack of evidence.
I would have turned him in long before I found out about his true colours. Let's just say I wasn't brave back then. Thinking about moving here to California gave me the spirit that I need to build as soon as I knew this was wrong. But I guess changing my real identity was not enough.
I didn't see Jonathan for the past week as well. All I knew is that Cooper Inc's throwing an enormous ball for their new merging and cooperation with "Zala Enterprises". All I knew about it was they were all fashion based and they were having a fashion show as a thank you and welfare of both parties.
And of course, I was invited.
Nat strictly forbids me from going there alone. And I have to follow her instructions. Whether I like it or not, I never ever want to go back to where I came from. And now knowing that Roger is here? I know he only has one purpose, bringing me back to him and my old life. Getting beaten every day, fighting, crying, and having yourself stripped in front of his friends. Nothing is worse than being alone in a situation like this.
Suddenly I realise that I'm at my office, doodling on some papers I was working on. I can't let this affect my work. I have to stay focused.
-----Beep beep-----
"You working?" I got a text from Nat.
I think so. Why? I reply.
"My car broke down out of nowhere an hour ago. I will pick you up. Just don't come out of your building till I say. So, you got it?"
"Got it, Be safe okay?" I text back.
"XOXO."
Great.
Just as I was about to put my phone down, I come across the conversation with "who I thought was Jonathan", but was not.
Well, He did nothing, and I knew I owe him an apology.
I stand up, gather my paperwork, and walk out of my office.
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"Hey, Is Mr Ramsey available right now?" I ask Mai.
He is. You only have 5 minutes with him, though. He has a meeting in 10 minutes with the Accounting Executives.
I won't take long, I reply.
I go across the corridor to the elevator. I push the button for the 14th floor and I wait till I get there.
The elevator stops at 6.
My heart pounds, but at the same time, I know no one can get into this building without a security check and the employee pass everyone has to wear.
The elevator door swings open and I see Ethan Cooper getting in.
Good morning, Mr Cooper.
Morning, Ms May.
As soon as he gets in, I get the f*cking amazing hint of the fragrance of mint and lime. It was coming from Ethan.
It's hot today, Isn't it? He says, while removing his coat. I land my eyes on him, as I see his masculine body through his white, grey striped shirt. He loosens his tie a little and folds up his sleeves.
What the h*ll is he trying to do?
I observe him, trying to fix the image in my mind of what I'm seeing. I bite my lower lip as I automatically imagine how perfect his body would be when he'll remove his shirt.
Only if I ever get the chance.
The one good thing about elevators is you can save a few seconds of your time whenever you have to jump levels. The bad thing about elevators which I always forget is that some have reflective material on their door, which makes everything slightly visible.
Are you feeling okay? Ask Ethan, turning his body over to me.
"N-No sir. Why?" I say.
Seems inappropriate what you're doing right now, is not it?
Inappropriate? And what you are doing is perfectly acceptable for women around you? It's like violating your perfectly dominant body and abusing its use. I think to myself.
I gotta get my hormones together! Every time I was looking at his face, I was thinking more about how good he would be in bed, given his physique.
The Elevator bell rings at the same time Ethan was about to speak.
"I guess this is where we both part ways." Says Ethan.
I guess so, Sir. I reply while showing all the embarrassment I am feeling.
"Do come to my office before 5. I want to have a word with you, playing with features." Commands Ethan.
He walks out and I let all the air inside me out that was keeping me alive.
"SH*T."
I walk out and make my way to Jonathon's office.
I knock on the door, and he allows me to come inside.
I see him talking on the phone, paperwork all around his desks and even in the small living area he has here, and I see the tension.
I try not to meddle in his private conversation, but he hangs up the phone and looks out the window in disbelief.
Is..everything okay, Sir?
He stays quiet for a few seconds before turning his face to me.
"Please Ms May, I only have a few minutes," he speaks.
"Well, it wasn't anything important. I can come back."
I won't have enough time later, Ms May. Please do us both a favour and tell me what it is you want to tell me.
Wow, is that how you speak to your coworkers? Well, to be honest, I don't blame him right now. The man seems like a mess.
"I just wanted to say sorry for the other day". It wasn't fair. I should have known better.
Also, clarified better.
So, I'm sorry, Mr Ramsey. I promise you it won't happen again.
He looks directly at me like the trying to figure out what I just said.
"You're apologizing to me after a week?". He put down all the files he was grabbing, comes across the desks at the front and pulls himself backwards in the middle of the table and he smiles. It was like his entire mood was changed in one sentence.
"I know I'm not so early, but I know it was never your fault and you shouldn't even be involved in my personal matter, so. I guess that's what I am doing now." I say.
-----Knock knock-----
Mr Ramsey, the executives are here.
"Be there in 5". He tells the woman who I've never seen without breaking eye contact with me.
She nods and storms off.
"Well, I have to go for now". He gathers his files again and walks towards the door.
He stops mid-path and turns towards me.
"And about that not wanting me to involve in your life," I guess we both broke that law days ago, Ms May.
And just like that, He walks off, leaving me there, making me shiver to my bitter core.
This is how Jonathan Ramsey keeps up with his professionalism. I will be lying if I said I didn't enjoy it.
I walk out of his office and go back to the ground floor through the elevator.
As soon as I am on the ground level and the door opens, a guy worker bumps into me.
"Watch where you're going, please," I say.
"Oh, are you Angelica May?", He asks.
Yeah, why? I say.
"These are for you." He hands me a bouquet of roses and storms off.
I stand there in confusion as I search inside the unwanted gift, trying to know who sent this. There was nothing that would tell me who was this from.
"Hey!" I run before the guy to let him know he may have given this to the wrong woman. But I keep losing track of him.
Somehow, I end up in the parking lot, which only those with top posts may access.
I search for him everywhere but I see no sign of him.
I figure I am alone and outside the building, And I started having this gut feeling that there was someone behind me.
I turn to look if it's true. And...it was.
"what the f*ck do you want?"
"For you to come home," Says.
"Roger."
