Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Game Of Chase: Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 40

"Please open the door!"  I banged on the door several times, yelling out for help, hoping if anyone could hear me. "Is anybody there?" I slammed my fists against the wood frame again with shaky hands, taking deep breaths in. The closet was small and dark, only tiny rays of light came through the narrow space from the bottom of the double doors.  I felt like the walls of the small closet were closing in on me, suffocating me. My heart thumped down my ribcage as drops of sweat trickled down my nape, to my spine.  "P-please! Open the d-door!" I coughed through my labored breath.  I knew there was no one. And the person who locked me in wouldn't let me out even if they were still there, otherwise they wouldn't lock me here to die in the first place. But still, there was a desperate hope that they would somehow take pity on me and let me out. Or maybe someone passi

"Hi, Lynn! How are you?" I greeted the petite old lady who opened the door. She worked as a caretaker at Marie's house. Yesterday, I decided to talk to Jenna face to face, taking my time. So that if she was hiding something or was in any kind of trouble, she could tell me. Because the way she got tensed after getting that message from that anonymous person, it has me worried. She was clearly scared. And not to forget she trespassed into Dad's office for some unknown reason. So I left home early to meet her before going to the office. "I'm fine, dear. Come in! Let me call Ms. McCommer." She threw me a kind smile, ushering me in. "Who is it, Lynn?" Marie appeared in the hall, while tying her robe. Then her gaze fell on me. "Sofia? You're here at this time? Is everything alright?"  "Hey!" I gave her a tight hug. Her familiar sweet scent engulfed me. "Why? Can't I come and see m

But before the rein was completely lost from my fists, a hand snaked around my waist and pulled me up. Gasping when I opened my eyes, I found myself in a pair of strong arms with my back against his chest. His hand was tightly wrapped around my waist from behind as he pulled at Silas' rein, halting him.  I let out a sigh of relief. My heart still thumped down my ribcage. "Are you alright?"  I turned my head to look at him. His breathing was just as heavy as mine, blue eyes were alert.  I nodded, unable to say something. God, it was scary!  "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have forced you to ride," he apologized, concern laced in his voice. I shook my head. "It's not your fault. I'm sorry. I didn't listen to you. I just got a little carried away." A blush spread hot on my cheeks from embarrassment. He nodded in understanding. Bu

The next morning, the moment we were finished with our breakfast, Sam appeared at the door, ready to take Sofia back. Which I didn't appreciate at all. I wanted her to stay with me for the day, or not to leave at all. But she insisted on going back home because she didn't want her family to be worried for her. But what actually surprised me was the man who followed not a minute later in my penthouse. The man I followed that night from the hospital. And I very well knew who he was.  Sofia's other brother. The similarities of their features said everything. A gasp slipped through Sofia's lips, shocked at her brother's sudden apprearance. "Max?"  Approaching her, he gave her a side hug. "You alright?" His deep brown orbs held concern, but an edge stayed in his voice. "Yeah, I'm fine." Casting me a look, she cleared her throat. "Uh, Adrian. This is my…" She trailed o

A whole week passed and Adrian's mood was still the same. No, he didn't go on a rampage again, but he went in a shut down mode. He would come to the office earlier than usual, and go home at midnight, sometimes wouldn't even leave the office at all. He barked at everyone who crossed his way, some even lost their jobs without any fault. He didn't even talk to me in the same way he used to. Now that Sasha wasn't here, automatically her share of work came on my shoulders. So I stayed busy most of the time. But still, I missed him. Though he made me sit with him during lunch to eat with him, it wasn't enough. He just ate with me, without saying a word. And if I asked anything, he would stay quiet or answer me with one or two words. It was getting on my nerves now. I knew he was stressed about something but that didn't mean he would just ignore me, or behave like a prick with others.