“I’ll hold you to that. Which day are you on?” Elliot began marking time like a hunter who had set the traps, sitting out, waiting for his game to fall into it.
At that, Anastasia hurriedly answered, “The first day…”
She had to lie no matter what.
“First day, huh,” drawled Elliot. “Six days to go then.”
She laughed up her sleeve as she buried herself in his arms, and Elliot lowered his head to kiss her cheek tyrannically yet dotingly.
“Alright, cut it out. Don’t stay up too late.” She left his arms, allowing him to return to his work, and as she left, he gave her a cheeky smack out of the blue, making her blush. Excuse me!
However, Elliot grinned, seemingly
enjoying her reaction while she fled upstairs.
When morning came, Wanda hailed a cab to Tillman Constructions after having her breakfast at home, for she had assumed Anastasia would come bright and early.
“Sorry, I was wondering whether Miss Anastasia Tillman has arrived for work?” she asked after arriving at the guardhouse.
“And you are?”
“I’m looking for her.”
“Register, please.”
“I’m Wanda Garner.” Wanda gave her name.
The guard happened to be Erica’s man and he grabbed his phone, entered the guardhouse, and called Erica after learning who he was speaking to. “Miss Erica, Wanda Garner has arrived.” “Do as I’ve told you and bring her to me,” she ordered.
“Yes, ma’am. I’ll bring her right away.”
With that, he went out and said to Wanda, who had beers waiting outside. “You’re looking for Miss Anastasia Tillman, you said? Follow me. I’ll take you there.”
Wanda was already so eager to meet up with Anastasia that she boarded the golf cart without hesitation, and it wasn’t until the guard had driven more than a mile that she began panicking. ‘Sir, where are you taking me?
“Miss Tillman’s up ahead. We’re almost there. In the security guard’s defense, he didn’t know he was banding a human life to Erica on a silver platter since he believed that Erica just wanted to see her.
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