“It’s fine,” he replied indifferently, as though he had already forgotten about the incident.
This only served to worsen her guilt. For some reason, his nonchalance only made her even more distressed.
Presently, Richard brushed past her and came to a stop in front of Willy, then bent down slightly to speak to him in hushed tones. His perfectly chiseled side profile was on display. She could just make out the steely gleam in his eyes, which were framed by long eyelashes that curled up ever so slightly. He looked calm and collected like nothing could faze him.
There was something about him, Angela realized, that simply commanded the attention of any room he walked into. More importantly, there was nothing despicable about his job. Rather, it was a respectful one, and this realization only made her more ashamed of how unreasonable and maniacal she had been just now.
“I’ll be in my room,” she mumbled quietly as she rose to leave.
Even after returning to her room, Angela’s arms remained wrapped around herself as fear and unease filled her mind. It was only then that she realized those evil forces would do anything for that lipstick.
Those people were currently looking for her everywhere. The terror she felt had only grown stronger after her mother’s death. She thought that danger was far away from her, but now it seemed to be looming over her head like a curse of death.
Deep down, she begged and prayed that no one else would ever be hurt or killed for her sake.
She stayed in her room for the entire night, having no appetite to even eat dinner. The next morning, she woke up haggard with prominent dark circles on her pale face.
Trevor was the first to notice her. “Good morning, Miss Angela!”
“Morning,” she responded with a smile.
“Are you okay?”
“I’m fine.” Nightmares had filled her dreams the entire night and kept her awake. She shook her head as fatigue. overwhelmed her.
‘Don’t worry. You will be safe with us protecting you,” he comforted.
“I know,’ she replied. She then saw the group running back from their morning job. Her eyes were immediately drawn to the handsome figures, and Richard was one of them.
He was such an eye-catching man. Even among a group of equally handsome and tall men, there was still a unique charm to him.
“Mr. Richard loves coffee in the morning. Can you send a cup up to his room later?” Trevor suggested.
It was a moment before Angela understood what he meant by that. Indeed, she had been looking for at chance to improve her relationship with Richard, especially after how she had treated him the night before. They would be spending a lot of time together, so she did not want things to remain so awkward.
“Very well. I will bring him a cup later.” She was thankful for Trevor’s thoughtful suggestion.
He responded with a chuckle before walking away. She heaved a heavy sigh before turning to look at the group of men exercising under the sun, unknowingly mesmerized by the sight.
Soon, the group dispersed. The change snapped her back to reality, and she hurried away.
She hid behind a pillar and watched as Richard returned to his room. She then seized the chance to get a cup of coffee ready.
Although they did not live in luxury, the kitchen was equipped with a great coffee machine which Angela knew how to operate. Once the cup of coffee was
ready, she brought it up on a tray to Richard’s room.
Arriving at the door, she knocked. “Come in,” answered a deep voice.
When she entered the room, she found Richard half-dressed. When he saw that it was her, he quickly put on his clothes, covering up his perfect muscles. In fact, he did it so quickly that it seemed like he thought letting her look a second longer was a travesty.
In her heart, she was panicking. She did not expect him to still be half-dressed. Thankfully, he had his pants on.
