Chris put the file down. Angela came from City E along the coast in Country Y. Not big but important maritime port and defence. During her last year in Communication and Journalism major in University E, she almost drop out due to absence without notice for 2 months. She managed to graduate but her result was incoherent with her previous performance. She disappeared for a year and reappear in Central City with Charlotte applying for junior position in Diamond News. Her parents have not contacted her since she moved to Central City. She was struggling with raising Charlotte on her own with her working schedule until she was promoted as a senior editor where her working hours are more stable.
Two main questions remains: What happened to her in her senior year? and is Charlotte really her daughter? Chris kind of guess the answer to the second question since Charlotte indisputably look like Angela.
His glanced at his ringing phone before answering,"Ok, send me a copy." He opened his email and browse the attached document. The father name was left empty on Charlotte's birth certificate.
A week passed peacefully. Angela stood in front of T tower once more. It late evening hence the building seems empty but she knew it was not the case since security service never stop operation. She has agreed to train with Chris this weekend before they try to find the informant or the person who hand her the ID card again. She is unsure if Chris will be able to grant her the access as he promised. She send him a text stating she is waiting at the entrance for the training with him today.
Ten minutes later, Chris strutted out as if he own the place. Angela is always amazed at the way Chris carried himself. He has the look and fighting skills she reckoned but to have an imperial presence where others mean nothing more than a speck of dust was something else. Luckily she met him in a different sphere otherwise she will never ever go close to this man with dangerous signs plastered all over him.
Chris smiled when he sees Angela admiring him. He beckon her to come over and flash an ID card in his other hand.
"You did it! How?"queried Angela.
"I just asked for an extra ID,"Chris winked.
"Yeah right and pigs can fly. Fine, I don't want to know as long as it is valid. I really don't want to be caught. Last time almost gave me a heart attack. If I've bumped into someone else, I can't imagined what would happen. Being together with Charlotte is more important than anything and everything else. I can live without the chief editor position." Angela shuddered.
Chris raised a brow,"You have give up?"
"Well, not if I coincidentally have a friend who works in T Comm and could snapped a photo of the CEO,"Angela turned her pleading eyes to Chris.
"You sure you can trust me?"Chris wondered.
"Chris, you have seen me at my lowest. I am sure you even you if don't help me higher you won't push me lower,"said Angela.
They went up to 29th floor as they speak. It was totally empty today. Chris instructed Angela to get into a body scanner; it gives not only the BMI readings but all the vitals data as well.
Angela was really impressed with the state of technology in the building. No wonder nobody has ever did the stupid thing she did all this while.
Chris was looking at her data, perfect body curve of a succubus but also why it caught his attention in the first place when she tried with her fake ID. He will never hired a guard regardless of gender with more fats in their chest and ass compare to muscle build and he does hired every single security staff himself.
Chris faced Angela on the freestyle area,"Angela, I know you want to fight off trouble yourself but take my advice. You need to know when you can fight and when you can't. Don't think of any moves you've learn just goes with your instinct. The worst part for a men to be attacked by is his dick so your first reflex has to to be that otherwise try his eyes. These are most vulnerable and will give you time to run and hide or find help. Do you follow? I am going to attack you and I don't care if you need to scratch or screech, you just need to get the two V spots and run."
Chris grab Angela from the back, on her neck, lock around her arms and each time he put in details how Angela could reach these two vulnerable spots. It was lucky that he was well trained to be able to catch her attacks otherwise it might be a disastrous training.
Angela was exhausted. She was sprawled on the training mat covered in sweat trying to regain her strength. Her muscles and her lungs are complaining. Chris on the other hand didn't even have a drop of sweat. Their difference in stamina is overwhelming thought Angela. She really should do some light exercise over the weekends, she have only been taking care of Charlotte these past 4 years that she have neglected basic care of her own body.
Angela sat up and saw Chris was looking intensely at her,"Now that has been taken care of, we have to work on your trust issue. You are not comfortable being close to men and your panic attack is related to men if I am correct."
Angela look down and nodded.
"Look at me Angela,"Chris waited for Angela to look him in the eye before he continue," Is okay if you do not want to tell me why yet but I want you to trust me. I don't want to beat around the bush, I like you Angela and I want us to be comfortable. Can you do that Angela?" Chris voice change from authoritative to husky all of a sudden.
Angela answer meekly,"I don't know, I've never tried."
"Come to me,"Chris is sitting on a pec deck equipment.
Angela brave herself and walk towards him. Chris make Angela sit on the equipment instead.
"I want to look at your breast and I want to touch them and I will kiss them but I will not go any lower than your breast, will you allow me to do so Angela?" Chris asked.
Angela felt scared and aroused by his statement. It feels right but it might be another mistake. She thought back on how Chris has handle her panic attack and help with Charlotte last week, if she don't give it a chance she might regret it for the rest of her life. Chris is by far the only man who made her feel normal.