Angelina nearly fell on her ass. She has been kicked out of the house she rented! Her home. Even though she was still owing, the landlord didn't have the right to kick her out! And Bell was nowhere to be found.
That older man saw her coming to her apartment but didn't stop her when she greeted him! He smiled and even waved at her. She picked herself up, rushing downstairs to see the older man, wanting to enter a cap.
“Mr Frat!” Angelina yelled, sprinting to the man, but as the man saw her coming, he quickly entered the cab, slamming the door.
“Sir,”
“I don't have anything to say to you!” the man cackled, “it is my house, and I've rented it to someone who paid!” The cab drove away, leaving her at the parking slot. Angelina ran her hand through her wavy hair frustratedly, taking out her phone to call her roommate.
The first ring, the second ring, she picked.
“Hello Angie,”
“Where are you?”
“I'm at the regular cafe,'' Bell answered immediately, and Angelina hung up, taking a taxi to the p&p cafe.
***
Nathaniel was in a conference meeting with his subordinate when his phone alerted him of a new message. He rarely answered his phone during meetings, but this was about Angelina. He left home early this morning because he didn't know how to face her, and that didn't stop him from sneaking to her room and pecking her forehead before coming to work.
He unlocked his phone, seeing a message from Ester telling her the package had arrived. He went to the cam app on his phone to watch her reactions. Which expression would she have on her face?
He chuckled lightly, biting his lips unconsciously, watching how the maid handed her the package without any words. Good! He had warned them not to talk to her, just fucking do your work and fucking walk away.
The throat clearing of his PA jerked him out of his thoughts, and he glared at his PA for that, who gulped in fear. He raised his head to see his subordinate staring at him patiently. He tilted his chair, waiting for any explanation because he didn't hear what was being discussed. It was his Angelina that had occupied his thoughts.
“Meeting dismissed till further notice,” he waved his hand dismissively, returning to his phone to check. He didn't want to miss anything about her. Nathaniel chuckled lightly, surprising his PA packing the report folders.
Nathaniel had installed cameras around all the corners of his house to watch and see every Angelina whenever he wanted. He released a guttural sound, watching Angelina remove pieces of her cloth to have her bath. He shook his head and closed his eyes while pinching his brow to stop himself from having dirty thoughts.
He hummed, feeling happy because Angelina well accepted his gifts. Who knows, little things like that could make her happy.
Soon after, Nathaniel received a call from Tony informing him that Angelina had left the house. "Follow every trail of her! Whoever she talks to!" he barked out orders, gritting his teeth in annoyance. Where the fuck was she going?
Did she have a secret lover? He thought before cancelling that out. Bad thoughts were gnawing at his mind, making him scrape his desk with his nails impatiently as he waited for Tony to tell him where she was.
How dare she leave home without permission! She left!
She wanted to leave him, but that was fucking impossible because he was going to fucking tie her bedpost post and his her in the attic.
"Boss, she went to her apartment, but she is already leaving," he heard Tony say and could listen to some shuffling sound in the background.
"Fucking follow her, don't let her slip!" he ordered, getting agitated. What if she leaves? What if she runs away? What if…?! He banged his fist on his desk, feeling the wheel of the thought of his head going deeper. He didn't understand why she returned to that shabby apartment after the landlord had leased it. Nathaniel had already paid the outstanding payment and told the landlord to rent the apartment. As he'd known, she would go back to that shabby apartment!
He was going crazy, not having her within his arm's reach. His phone beeped in a notification, and he saw the picture of her with another lady and an address underneath the image sent.
He abruptly stood up from his seat. Two buttons of his shirt have been removed, and his tie has been loosened from the madness in him. "James!" he called.
"Sir," His PA came inside the office worriedly, "Handle the rest," he declared and took off, leaving the PA puzzled.
Meanwhile, at the cafe, Angelina sat at the window, waiting for her friend to bring their order.
"Sorry for the delay; the queue was long," Bell informed, taking a seat across from Angelina as she sipped her coffee, making a sound with her straw while Angelina grunted.
"So… If I can grasp what you are saying, you are married?" Angelina nodded, slumping her shoulders in defeat.
"The landlord has kicked us out?" she nodded again.
"You've fallen for your contract husband?"
"Yes."
"This is complicated," Bell exclaimed, slouching her back. "I've nowhere to go, but you have a 'husband's house to return," she said, "I'd I know this is how it would be, I'd take the job," she muttered dejectedly.
"Where have you been?" Angelina asked.
"Ah, I've been here and there making ends meet for my brother." she groaned, "I just wish to land myself a rich husband like you."
Angelina giggled, staring at Bell's hag face. Bell has been working to make ends meet for her and her brother. Angelina was lucky to receive a full scholarship, while Bell was only given half. She was required to pay.
As they were talking, two guys walked up to them. Bell changed her posture, staring her them and flirting while Angelina felt uncomfortable. She held her cup tightly, looking everywhere as she waited for Bell to finish her charm with the blonde guy. Bell was flirty in nature. Lead guys on, then reject them.
The second dark-haired scout was close to her, trying to converse with her, but Angelina smiled queasily at him. She wanted him to stop. The guy shoulder bumped Angelina's own, making her jump and the coffee slip.
Angelina stood to clean the mess, but the guy held the towel, smiling pervertedly at her as if he wanted to touch her. A dark voice boomed out, making Angelina's body freeze in fear and relief.
"Fucking touch her and Fucking die!"