Matteo adjusted the jacket over her shoulder slowly, from the way Dawn was glaring at him. He was sure she wasn't welcoming to the fact that he just placed his jacket over her, he was pretty sure she was cursing him right now.
He slide his hands down slowly, he felt her shiver at his touch which only made him smirk.
"A thank you would go a long way," he finally said after he was done. He only got a mean glare with gritted teeth from Dawn.
"What do you want?" He finally heard that her lovely voice. He wondered why that idiot had sent him to come and get her.
Oh right, he had to handle that little slut.
He took the last drag from his blunt, threw it on the ground and crushed it with his right feet slowly.
"How was your little get away?"
"Non of your business, now what do you want?" Dawn asked again, she didn't know what he wanted from her and the thought of it was scaring her. Was he going to kidnap her like the last time? Even if he was, she wasn't going to let him succeed so easily. She was going to try all her best to fight back.
For goodness sake she didn't even owe them any bloody thing.
Oh shit. June. She hadn't found June as she promised. Was this what this was about?
A black car drove in front of them, Matteo opened the back door and motioned her to get in.
"I am not getting in, I have asked you what do you want?"
"We had a deal Miss Hemlocks, and if I remember clearly you didn't meet up to the deal." Matteo reminded her.
"I didn't agree to the stupid deal, you both force me."
"What?" She heard Matteo burst into laughter, she hadn't seen him laugh before but he looked different when he did. More handsome and his teeth. Did he get them whitened? They looked so lovely.
What? Why was she thinking about this bastard teeth and his pretty face, Dawn pondered. She needed to concentrate and not get distracted.
"Get in Miss Hemlocks, I don't do well when it comes to patience." He warned.
Dawn stared at him a little longer then at the opposite street, all she had to do was make a run for it but she wasn't sure how fast she would get in her heels plus she didn't trust Matteo not to use his gun on her.
Matteo knew what she was thinking.
"You could run if you like, should I give you a head start?"
"What?" Dawn was surprised by what he was saying, she decided it wasn't a good idea. It was just a car ride, probably she could talk her way out of this. Maybe being resistant would only get her into more trouble.
"Can I at least message my driver not to come again."
"Get in now," he was furious.
Dawn got in immediately but from her slow pace, Matteo could tell she was still weighing her options to run or not to run away.
Matteo got in after she finally settled in and tapped the driver, who started the engine.
"You look lovely Miss Hemlocks," Matteo said and he meant it. He had thought she was just a bag of potato but turned out she wasn't. The way the cloth hung to her body. Stephan had a lot on his hands with this one.
"Th...Yeah," Dawn replied. She wanted to say thank you, but she didn't. She didn't look at him but straight ahead, she could feel his gaze on her. She wondered where they were going.
"So let's play a little game."
Seriously! A game, right now in the middle of this tension.
"You will ask me three questions, and I will answer them truthfully."
"What's the catch?" Dawn didn't trust the idea of this game, signing that contract that she still didn't know the content was enough trouble. The last thing she needed was another issue.
"There is no catch, only that I will get to ask you three questions as well in return," he chimed. "Which you will also answer truthfully as well."
"How will I know you are being honest with me?" Dawn finally looked at him.
"So you do have questions?" He smiled.
Don't smile you idiot. Stop distracting me.
She looked away again then looked back.
"Ladies first, come on. Make it worth it thou."
Three questions? What was she going to ask him, she didn't have much time to think straight and even if she requested for time to think she wasn't sure Matteo would give her more time to think.
"Did you follow me all the...."
"Don't flatter yourself," Matteo interrupted her. "Do you think I don't have any important thing to do that I would waste my time chasing you. I knew where you were all along, but Stephan thought it was best to handle business first but as fate will have it you walked up to us yourself."
"How did you know all along?"
"Is that your second question Miss Hemlocks?"
"My name is Dawn." Why was he calling her by her surname all the time. The sound of it kept reminding her of her dad and she didn't need that right now, it wasn't like she didn't appreciate him being formal but she wasn't comfortable with hearing that name right now.
"Do you want me to call you that?"
"I...." She stuttered. Maybe not.
"So, is that your second question?"
"Did you find June?" Maybe if they hadn't found June yet, she could use the search of June to stall a little bit.
"Yes."
Shit! Since they had June there was no escaping from the situation.
"What is the content of the contract?"
"I thought you read it," Matteo teased. He knew she wasn't able to read it. Normally they always read it but in her case, Stephan had gotten her to sign it without seeing a single thing. He could see the panic in her face right now.
"I...I.. didn't read it, you didn't allow me to."
"Are you accusing me?" He teased and got no response from her, "I will give you the contract to go through it, now my turn."
Dawn was worried right now, she didn't know what he would ask her, and from the way he answered her he was being honest. So it was advisable she was honest with him too, right?
"The lady that came with you, who is she?"
"My sister." She answered honestly.
"Where do you live?"
She looked at him not knowing what to say. Was she really going to give him a honest answer, but if she lied he did eventually find out.
She eventually told him the truth as the car stopped. She looked out and realized they were packed in front of her house.
This ingrate! if he knew her house why did he still ask her. Was he testing her?
"Last question, Do you think I am good looking?"
"What? I....I.." she was taken aback by the question and didn't know how to react to it.
"You should see your face right now," he smiled coming out of the car. He walked to her side and opened the door for her as she stepped out slowly.
"It was lovely meeting you Miss Hemlocks, I enjoyed our little chit chat." Matteo stated placing a peck on her cheek.
"Do have a lovely night rest." He entered the car as the car zoomed off leaving Dawn staring at the direction the car drove through.
Why did he drop her home? It didn't make sense to her. She walked slowly inside still perplexed that she didn't notice Blaire opening the door for her and greeting her.
"Miss... Miss" Blaire called out again as Dawn was going up the stairs. "A man brought this envelope for you."
"Ah..I am sorry..."
Blaire concluded that maybe she was intoxicated.
"Who did you say brought this again?" Dawn asked collecting the big sealed envelope from Blaire.
"A man, he said I should give it to you."
"Thank you."
"What of Miss Olivia?"
Right, her sister. She was sure she could handle herself perfectly. When she was back home , they had a lot of talking to do.
"She is still at the party, I just got a bit stressed."
"Oh, should I make you something."
"No, it's late. Get some rest."
"Okay." Blaire nodded and left into her room downstairs.
Dawn stared at the envelope as she entered into her room, she threw Matteo's jacket into the trash can. She had been so warmed up she had forgotten it was the bloody Jacket that didn't make her feel feverish anymore.
She stared at the big envelope again sitting on her bed, who could have sent her a package? No one knew she was back home, so it didn't make sense. She torn it open. There was a big file and a small box inside.
She read the header of the file.
It was the contract she had signed in the warehouse, there was still traces of her blood stained on the front page. She flipped it to the end just be sure it was the same one and it was. The file was so big she didn't know if she could read the whole thing on a go.
So they knew her address already and had mailed the contract to her. She took off her shoes first and pushed it to the side.
She put on the lamp beside the bed and got comfy on the bed. Then flipped the page reading the content slowly.
Her eyes flared open when she read 'i Dawn Hemlocks consent to this proposal, that me and Mr. Stephan Klar shall indulge in all form of sexual acts'
What?
She flipped the page 'I consent to live with Mr. Stephan Klar for the duration of this contract.'
This bastard.
'I agree to obey and compile with the following agreement'
'I shall not fall in love with Mr. Stephan Klar, and if this occurs the contract will be terminated'
She giggled reading that, the psycho was afraid of 'Love'. Who would even fall in love with someone like that? Definitely not her.
"You wish," she muttered to herself.
'The details of this contract shall be kept confidential between both party and the witness, exposing of the contract details to another party would come with grave consequences.'
She couldn't believe what she was reading. She flipped through the pages.
'Touching, kissing and fondling will only occur if Mr. Stephan Klar consents to it."
This stupid fool, like she was going to ever kiss him or touch him.
She couldn't read anymore, the more she read. The more she felt the need to tire the contract, but of course she could right? All she needed to do was burn it. She smiled at the idea but what if they had a printed copy but she had used her blood to sign.
She opened to the last page to check the signature.
'It's advisable to burn it after you are done reading if you feel you can't keep it safe'
Okay burning won't work, it seemed they had a replica plus this one looked like a photocopy. She swiped her hand over the blood stain and it didn't give way.
Definitely photocopied, that means Stephan Klar had the original copy.
What had she gotten herself into?
She sighed putting her hand through her head thinking as her eyes caught the small box, she had totally forgotten about the small box just now. She reached out for it dropping the contract to the side and opened it. A small card was on it.
Stephan Klar.
She turned the back. There was a hotel address and a hand written note.
'Wear this underneath.'
She dropped the card on the bed and turned the remaining content in the box on the bed, she raised the content up.
it was a red sheer bra and a thong .
She gritted her teeth at the sight of it.