His Assistant Obsession: An Age-Gap Romance (His Obsession) by Gia Bailey

Author:Gia Bailey [Bailey, Gia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-05-03T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 8

Eden

I’d thought before I knew what it was for time to pass slowly. I’d had no idea until that night. Huddled on the floor, crippled with fear, the minutes had turned into hours, and I lost all sense of time passing. I didn’t have my phone. It was in my bag, forgotten on a table with Khan and I’s names on it. Now, I sat and stared at the door, until my eyes adjusted to the dark enough for me to make out other things in the room. I pried myself off the floor, and wondered around, slipping my heels off, so I could walk quietly. On an old desk, I found a landline phone. Filled with excitement, I picked it up, ready to call 911, when I heard a disconnected tone in my ear. They had cut the phones.

I kept walking, checking out anything else that would be useful in the room, but finding little. I did find a sharp pair of scissors that I squirreled away in my dress pocket. God bless designers who made elegant evening gowns with pockets. Women’s best friends.

As I tucked them away, I heard the sound of the door quietly opening. There had been no lock, so there was no way to stop anyone from coming in. Now, I could only hope it was Khan.

A man entered, and I could tell from his silhouette that he wasn’t Khan. He was too short and square. Fear shuddered through me as I gripped my scissors tightly and stopped breathing. The man moved further into the room, as I silently backed away on my bare feet. Once the door was closed, I could barely see where he was, but I could hear him breathing.

“Is there someone in here? There are two guests missing from our little party,” the man called, his voice oddly singsong and playful. This man didn’t sound like just a thief. He sounded like he was having the time of his life tonight. I took another silent step back, and my long skirts brushed something. A stack of papers, perhaps, something soft and quiet, and yet, when they fell in the tomblike silence, it was like a thunderclap. A hand reached out, groping for me, as I ducked away. I almost managed to dash past to the door when a fist closed on my hair and yanked me back. “Not so fast,” the man breathed in my ear as he pulled me closer to him. I tried to stab backwards with my scissors, knowing the angle was wrong. My grip was weak, but also knowing it was my only chance. The scissors glanced off his face, and he swore, and his grip faltered an inch. I used that to rip forward, away from him and ran for the door. “You bitch! You’ll pay for that!”

I pulled the door open and took a step out, and collided with a hard body.

“Eden, it’s ok, I’m here. I’m here,” Khan’s voice reached me, and I realised the hands weren’t hurting, but holding, and I sank into his chest.

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