(Arata)
My heart pounded and a splitting headache thrumd my head. With that incessant ringing of the phone, I couldn’t focus.
Finally, I grabbed it.
I knew who this was going to be. The terror locked my limbs, the dread making my hands shake as I picked up the call and placed the phone on my ear.
The gruff voice, which made my knees tremble as fear seeped into my marrow, reached my ears.
"Did you like my little surprise? It’s so fun to play with you, Arata."
My hand tightened around the phone; whoever this bastard was, he was the one who was responsible for everything that had happened with Andy.
"What the hell do you want? You bastard," I yelled out in frustration. The man had ruined my life. Destroyed my relationship with Andy, if I was to believe his side of the story, I couldn’t even trust Karsten.
"You are so naïve, Arata. I just want to destroy you while keeping you close. Rember, I am always watching you. Leaving you with another small surprise for the night, I hope you don’t sleep a wink." He hollowly laughed as the call disconnected.
Fear and anxiety mingled to create a shitstorm inside as my cell phone pinged several tis and video after video dropped.
With a trembling finger, I clicked on the first one and left bewildered.
It was working in my office at Arsten Empire.
But who was filming ?
The video seed to have been made from so hidden cara, it needed to have been properly installed for to never have detected it.
No one told there was a fucking cara in my office.
Did Karsten know?
Nothing happened on the top floor without his permission. A very restricted amount of people even had access to it.
Miranda even followed the janitors and got the offices cleaned under her guidance.
Could it be him? Secretly watching ?
Who else could install a fucking cara in my office.
I frantically clicked on the video after video and all of them were mine while working in the office. Sotis sitting, texting my mom and even Azul.
Is that how Karsten knew?
What a blatant breach of my privacy.
More tears slid out of my eyes and I found myself clicking on his number.
Karsten had left tons of ssages and calls, and I would have let him rot, but this needed to be answered.
Clicking on the call button, I dialled the asshole. My blood was rushing in my veins and I couldn’t hear any other sound.
Instantly, he picked up.
"Ar..." I didn’t let him finish.
"Do you have caras installed in my office?" I scread at him while holding the phone too tightly.
Just say, no.
Please, just say, no.
My heart scread, not wanting this to be true.
The silence on his side stretched so long and I knew the truth before he mumbled.
"Let co over. We can sit and talk."
The pain in my head was intensifying with every passing second.
"Answer the fucking question. I don’t have ti for your gas."
"...Yes, but...."
"You are a fucking piece of shit. Did you have caras in the bathroom and the special room you lent so you could watch ? Does your perverted brain extend to that point?"
I couldn’t believe I had fallen in love with him when all he had been doing was spying on like that. Reading my private conversations with Azul.
And now soone was sending all his dirty secrets. Could it be him doing it just to get the kick out of it?
Or soone who knew all his dark secrets. Did he have a dual personality?
"Noo, I would never watch you inappropriately. Listen to ..." There was an innate amount of desperation in his voice, not because he cared but because I could destroy his reputation with these.
Or maybe he knew I would never do that.
"We are done. Don’t call ."
My head spun so badly as I ended his call and threw away my phone. I had to think but the tears and the blinding ache made it difficult for to even breathe.
Could Karsten be my stalker? He knew I was going to et Azul.
Could it be that Azul was soone who worked at the office? And was assisting Karsten? Or maybe the stalker?
So many possibilities crossed my mind but sohow my heart didn’t agree.
Why would Karsten implicate himself? It was almost like soone was trying to fra him. Because Karsten was smarter than this.
The incessant ringing of my doorbell almost stopped my heart. There could only be one person at the door, the one person I didn’t want to see.
I should have inford Swera on the desk to not let him up. He had permission from previously and now he was going to haggle .
Tiredly getting up, I peeped through the hole and found him standing there with no expression on his face.
My mind scread to not let him in but that stupid heart wanted to hear him out.
Throwing the door open, I faced him and he walked right past , as if afraid I would shut the door in his face.
Banging the door closed, I turned towards him, seething and raging but the blank look on his face and glazed-over eyes like the whole winter had settled in them made a small shudder run through .
Gone was the man I had fallen in love with, this was a cold statue with no emotions. I didn’t recognise this man.
Before I could speak he began in an emotionless voice. Like a robot on repeat.
"It will be in your best interest to listen to without cursing or running away because I don’t like to repeat myself nor do I like to be accused of things I have not done."
I snorted as if I was going to be intimidated by him.
"Right and what about the things you have done? Or let guess you have an excuse for them too."
He glared so coldly at that so of the colour must have faded from my face. There was no remorse on his face as he snapped.
"Just shut up for once and listen."
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