The Mysterious Women Series:Blackmail
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Chapter 5
The day had been totally hectic for Sara, first of all when she collided with Zack it threw her off guard; her head throbbed like it hit a rock. The man had a strong built and yet he was so handsome. Then the meeting with her so called brother who might try to filter out information about her, she's not worried about the company because Ryan has always been legal when it comes to business, but the guy can't mind his own business when it comes to her love life. And now to top it all there's this dinner. The activities the of day may have been tiresome, but the night was sure to absorb all her energy .There's no way I'm going to let him get into my skin, let alone fall for him .Since she had a dinner to attend so she took an early leave tonight. It was a short drive from her office to Michelle's apartment. The door man allowed her access to the apartment. The elevator took her to the fourth floor and there she was standing by the door for her friend to open it, "Here you are," Michelle opened the door for Sara and walked to the living room. She noticed that the apartment's interiors were redesigned. Michelle had already given her a tour of her place previously, so she knew that her apartment was larger than her own .Her apartment had two balconies three bedrooms and a large patio, where as Sara's one had one balcony, a smaller patio and a small bedroom. That woman had some real exotic taste. "Want a drink or coffee" Mitchell loved preparing exotic cocktails, but was as, much lazy when it came to preparing" Coffee" help yourself I'll be back in a minute". Sara was already familiar with floor plan so she went to the kitchen and brewed herself some black coffee after and returned back with the coffee to the living room, comforting herself in the couch; she sat there and checked her phone for the missed calls and messages. There were no missed calls, only a message from Zack: Get ready by 7, don’t be late- Z. This guy has his way in everything. "This is the dress that I've been talking about" Michelle handed her the dress. Sara took a quick look of the dress" I hope it fits". "It'll definitely fit" she said "I bought it during my fitness days. Sara took the dress "and now you look perfect to be a sumo wrestler’s wife". Her friend pretended to glare at her but couldn’t keep it up for long and her lips curved into a smile" Can you stop being a teasy-weasy and think about yourself for a moment" Sara knew a long lecture was on its way so she started planning a strategy for the dinner meeting "Don't be hard on him", Michelle said "I know he likes you but it'll only take some time to admit". Sara gritted her teeth to avoid scowling; I wish he would hate me as much as I do." Ok honey, thanks for this", she said "I really got to go now"."I didn’t realize you were getting late", the other woman said, "I need to hear from you tomorrow". Sara left in a hurry and it was only when she got out of her that car she noticed a scratch on her windshield.
Must have thought I'm the bait, I'll deal with this tomorrow. Her apartment was located in a much remote locality than Michelle's so it was difficult for people to follow up there, but someone must be following her for sure. For now I must put that thought aside otherwise not even my gun can save me from Zack's fury.
After entering her apartment the first thing she did was throw the dress and her purse in the bed and run towards the bathroom, within 15 minutes she was done showering. I can create a record with this if nothing else, she smiled sheepishly. She quickly put on the dress, dabbed on some make up and then turned around in front of the huge dressing mirror which her mother had brought for her during their vacation in Jordan. Thrilled by the image that she saw in the mirror, it occurred to her that the dress was too revealing so she found a sea green stall matching with dress to cover her but there was something missing with the perfect dress. A look in the mirror fixed that up. She had found the necklace set that Rachel had given her on her 20th birthday. Now everything looks good. She generally didn’t have enough time to go for parties so hair styling was not her cup of tea. YouTube does come in handy for times like this; she searched for a style matching parties and finally got set for a French ponytail. As she was done twisting her already wavy hair into smaller curls, her doorbell rang. Since the apartment complex belonged to the times of Lincoln it was still old fashioned, reminding them of the ole days when robbery was no-man's-business.
"You are one of a kind" she smiled; while opening the door for him, he looked drop dead handsome in his blue suit. God help me maintain composure." What makes you think so?" he grinned. "Punctual as always ", she said."I wouldn’t be making millions if I didn’t value time", he said "Now c'mon we're late already". She was about to say something but decided against it. On their way towards the parking lot he had to stick his ear to the iphone to prevent gaping at her. She must think me to be a coward; for once I haven’t complimented her beauty. They stopped in front of a red Chevrolet Corvett. He opened the passenger's door for her, holding her hand all the while. Then he got on the driver's seat and went off. "So which restaurant did you say we're going?" she asked flickering outside. He turn towards her" It’s a New Mexican Restaurant called Roca de Reyes". She now turned towards him; she could feel the pit of her stomach burning after she heard of the restaurant. Fact is that she couldn’t suit herself with Mexican dishes; they just left her with stomach troubles. Here she had no choice, not that she couldn’t decline the offer, but now it was too late. When she didn’t say anything Zack continued, "The restaurant was completely Ryan's choice he said he preferred Mexican to Italian". "I know ", she blurted absent mindedly. Oh no. Zack looked suspicious" How do you know?" With an innocent face she replied "I read in a tabloid". Now it was his turn to give the cold look" Well I didn’t know that you were interested in tabloids". Acting defiantly "for god's sake I'm not a country bumpkin Mr. Robenstein" she said "I need to keep myself updated with the latest affairs otherwise you would never mind firing me". He let out a low rumble, apparently she laughed as well whole heartedly after a year full of grief.