Daddy’s Hot Sauce

When she shut the door, a scent of fragrant was lingering on her nose and that made her turn and saw Mr. Sac was sitting on the swivel chair. She stared at him for a while and could not help but notice his good looking appearance.

“Mr. Sac,” she stuttered.

She stared at him while he was walking straight to her. Then she blinked her eye once again as she felt the presence of him.

“Yes, Miss Emily?” his husky voice was filling up the entire room.

“Uh…” then she lightly shook her head and continued, “I need to go, and I have things to do at work, thank you for saving me,”

Mr. Sac nodded his head and put both of his hands on his pockets.

“Well, are you feeling better now?” he worriedly asked.

Emily nodded her head and said. “Yes,” and a smile appeared on her face.

“Alright, then I will ask someone to take you home.”

Mr. Sac quickly went to his table and grabbed his small radio to call his driver, while he was staring at the window.

From behind Emily was staring at him, she finally saw the whole feature of his physique although it was his back and yet she felt his appeal.

“Do you need anything else?”

Emily shyly looked on the other side of the room as Mr. Sac stared at her for a moment.

Mr. Sac just stared at her with full ofworry on his face.

“Well, uh… thanks,” she uttered.

Mr. Sac just smiled at her and grabbed the keys and his phone and walked straight to the door.

“Miss Emily?”

Emily plastered a smile and walked outside the room.

While they were walking along the hallways. Mr. Sac stopped in front of the painting, then he plastered a smile on his face and said,

“Do you like paintings?” he asked out of nowhere to Emily.

Her rounded eyes stared at the painting which was hanging on the wall. It showed the different shades of colors and has no object nor subject on the frame.

“Yes,” she answered.

“This painting was made by someone who was close to my heart.”

His face was slowly melting to its weakest point but he was attentive and for him to regain himself was the bravest thing to do.

“Mr. Sac? Are you…”

He quickly cut her words and said, “I’m fine, it was just nothing to tell about, you know,”

They both walked along the hallways until they arrived outside the mansion. Emily was stunned by the place and could not even stop herself to look around it.

“You are really rich!” she emphatically said.

Mr. Sac just laughed about it while shaking his head.

“Let me tell you this, if your father is filthy rich, do you even consider yourself as rich?” he stopped and raised his finger and waited for her answer.Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

Emily shook her head and felt embarrassed by what she said. She pressed her lips and said,

“I’m sorry,”

“That’s fine, just hop in, so we won’t run out late,” he said and went inside the car.

Emily was in disbelief and shook her head twice. But she had no choice as she needed a ride all the way back home.

“I thought your driver would drive the car?” she said while putting on the seatbelt.

“Yes, about that, he was not here and all my men were busy at the plantation, so I am your driver for now.” he jokingly said.

Emily felt awkward at the moment, although he was kind to her but there was still something that made her uncomfortable with Mr. Sac, but still she managed to smile just for him to feel good. She did not say anything at him and just stared at the window.

The clear sky that never reflected on her mind made her think about her responsibilities when she arrived at the city. She let out a heavy sigh as she felt tired whenever it came across her mind.

-At the Lixton Hotel-

The annoyance was visible on her face, in fact tonight it was not a good idea to get out from her condo unit. She had a bad day this morning and until now her best friend was missing.

“I should not agree on this,” she annoyingly said while staring at the view of the Lixton Hotel.

She wore her simple denim dark blue jeans with a pink cropped top that made her reveal the curves on her, and a long silver necklace. She took a deep breath and walked toward the entrance of the hotel.

The man greeted her, and she smiled in return and looked around like she was looking for someone else.

“Ms. Jane?” a lady in uniform approached her with a smile on her face.

She nodded and followed the lady, and noticed that they were walking quite far from the crowd and finally the lady stopped in front of the room and said,

“He’s waiting for you,” she said softly.

“Miss?!” she called her but it was quite late as the lady left her alone in front of the door.

She stared at the door and that made her shiver as she was uncomfortable to be in that place, but she has no choice but to be inside of it so without knocking the door she opened it and saw a man was sitting on the couch.

She did not mind the appearance of the man as she knew exactly who he was, the man that was helped someone that she knew a couple of years ago.

“Good evening, Mr. Winston,” she casually said and sat on the opposite side of the table with her legs crossed and her eyes pinned on his.

“Seriously? Ms. Montagne?” he lightly shook his head.

Jane crossed both of her arms and leaned her back while staring at Anders Winston from head to toe. She was waiting for him to speak out, the reason why they were here.

“How long have you been friends with Emily?” he seriously asked while rotating his fingers on top of the wine glass.

She quickly answered, “Since high school,”

“C’mon! Let’s not lie here, we all know that you are just using her right?” he sarcastically said and narrowed his eyes.

“We all know you got no friends, even your family hated you,”

“Enough!” she exclaimed and held the fork as her hands were trembling in anger.

I’m not a monster like you!” then, she smiled, “Anders Winston, I may not be part of your society but…”

Anders lightly shook his head and quickly asked, “Where’s Emily?” his jaw was were clenching while staring at Jane. “Just tell me where she is, I don’t need your drama right now.”

He knew that he wasted so much time talking and with Jane, all he wanted was the answer. The thing that could help him find Emily.

“I don’t know where she is, she called me the other day to fetch her at the parking lot of your building and when I arrived there she was gone.” then, she shrugged her shoulders and grabbed the wine glass.

“Aren’t you tired of telling lies? he emphatically asked.

“Tell me where he is or something will happen after I leave this place.”

A threat that made Jane grinned her teeth and said, “This is unfair, Anders. I admit I lied before but that doesn’t mean I will do that now. My friend was missing and the police was searching for her, now. Stop threatening me!”

Jane has all the courage in her to say it all out to him after all these years that she was struggling surviving in the society that made a label on her, and now that she was trying to get back on track, she would not allow Anders to ruin it once again.