KATIE“Katie...” Maria's mild scream awoke me from my deep sleep. “Katie… don't tell me you're still asleep.” She rushed into my room like a child who saw her favorite celebrity star.Amidst my sleep, I grumbled, changing my position into a more comfortable one. “What’s going on? Did you win the lottery?”Maria walked to my bed, shaking me furiously. “Are you out of your mind? It's better you get on your feet now.”Changing my position on the bed once again, I mumbled almost inaudibly. “Cut me some slack, sweetie. I suddenly need to sleep some more.”“Evan’s people are here, Katie,” Maria announced, shaking me off the bed. “Don't tell me you forgot you agreed to him yesterday.”Evan… that name… my eyes snapped open immediately. What the hell? How could I forget that I was now practically his… captive? Probably if that could pass enough for the right word.I shot upright without further ado, the sleep vanishing from my bones like it was never there. My hair was a mess and my eyes were
KATIE“Did something happen?” Maria asked as soon she returned to the sitting room. She was already cleanly dressed in a short loose gown. I jolted back from the realm of my thoughts upon hearing her voice. “Nothing. Why do you ask?” I say, a bit absentminded.Maria seemed not to understand what I was saying. Truth be told, I din't either. “I thought you said you were going to get us something to eat. Yet, you haven't moved an inch.” “Oh, my!” I stood up quickly, smoothening imaginary wrinkles off my clothes.“I..I had to quickly attend to something on my phone,” I said, trying to offer a sheepish smile. “Didn’t realize I was taking that long already.”Maria gave me a long, searching look but didn’t press further. She looked better than before; less teary, more human. I took that as my cue and headed into the kitchen to fix us something light. There wasn’t much left in the fridge, but I pulled together a modest meal—boiled eggs, avocado, toast. Something warm. Something comforting
KATIEAt this point, I was at a crossroads. What was I supposed to do?It felt like the universe had chosen this exact moment to flip against me. And knowing Evan the way I did, in business and beyond, he wasn’t one to make idle threats. If he said something, he meant it. And that was the most terrifying part.I racked my brain for a solution, something, anything, that could give me control of this situation. But nothing came. By the time I returned home from his penthouse, my head was heavy with more questions than answers.Still, I did my best to reassure Maria. She needed peace of mind more than I did.“Go to work with a free mind,” I’d told her, offering a warm smile that felt more like a cracked mask than comfort. She tried to find out what had happened between Evan and me, but I deflected her in the sweetest way I could manage.How could I tell her that Evan hadn’t budged an inch? That he stood to his threats? That we hadn’t just disagreed, we’d parted like two loaded guns?I co
KATIEAbout an hour later, the cab I boarded dropped me at the supposed location.Stepping out, I surveyed the surroundings of the penthouse. Honestly, with the way my eyes darted around, I probably looked like someone about to pull off a heist and searching for possible escape routes. I couldn’t help it.At strategic points around the property, men in black suits stood stiffly, looking all ready and prepared for whatever. What's going on? Their sheer alertness suggested something more. Why does this look like some Mafia setup? Or some underground expedition?I shivered a bit at the thought. I wasn’t a stranger to tense environments, but this unnerved me.Still, I straightened my back and moved forward, pretending not to notice the way a few of the guards’ eyes tracked my every step.‘You’re here now, Katie. No backing out.’ I said to myself.I tightened my grip on the strap of my bag and forced my legs to move, heading toward the entrance like I belonged there. Like I wasn’t second-g
KATIEI still couldn't believe it. How would a man like Evan stoop so low to such a threat? “This can't possibly be true,” I muttered in disbelief.Maria gave a small, broken laugh, but her eyes were filled with tears already. “I know! I didn’t even do anything wrong, Katie. I was just there. Standing next to you. Now I’m collateral damage in whatever war he’s waging.”I stood up, pacing as my stomach twisted. “That bastard. He’s punishing you because of me?”“I didn’t want to tell you,” she said softly. “But I figured you deserved to know after all.”I looked at her, at the friend who had given me a place to stay, who never judged me or asked for anything in return. And now she was suffering because of me. My throat tightened.“He doesn’t get to do this,” I muttered.Maria wiped her eyes and sat up straighter. “Don’t worry. I’ll figure something out. I’ll start looking for another job if it comes to that.”But I could see it all over her. She was scared. And I was furious. Not just
KATIE“Dammit! I'm late already.” Maria’s loud hiss woke me up from my slumber. My eyes blinked open, groggy and confused, my head throbbing faintly. A dull ache lingered in my back and neck, remnants of last night’s awkward sleeping position on her lumpy couch.I sat up and followed her gaze to the window, where the faint sunlight peeked through the corner of the curtain she never quite closed properly. The sky was already bright. Crap.Time was far gone.“Don’t worry, I'll prepare something for you to eat.” I said, springing to my feet. “I’ll make tea.”She didn't answer me. Instead, she continued dressing up. She must have woken up far earlier than I did, but at the wrong time nevertheless. Maria was pacing the room, her work blouse half-buttoned and hair still wrapped in a messy bun. I moved into the tiny kitchen, trying to shake off the sleep as I filled the kettle and pulled settled to prepare her tea.“You better eat something,” I called over my shoulder.“No time! I’ll eat at