Before we could say anything, we heard a whistle blowing. It must have been some security from this place, and we were standing on someone else's property without permission when I saw this man coming towards us.
Without thinking, I held the stranger's hand, and we ran from there. As we sprinted away, my heart raced with adrenaline, and I could feel the stranger's hand tightly gripping mine. We didn't stop running until we were safely out of sight, both of us gasping for breath. Looking back, I realized how foolish we had been to trespass on private property, but in that moment, all I could think about was escaping without getting caught.
I start laughing, and after a moment, he also joins me, and we start laughing.
"I have never had so much fun as today. I never thought that my last evening in Paris was going to be so memorable."
"I can make your every evening memorable."
"Well, you have made an evening memorable, and that is enough. Let's go somewhere and enjoy some beer. I am feeling very cold."
"It was you who said that your drink limit had been reached and you couldn't drink any more."
"I was just kidding; I saw a bar there."
I held the stranger's hand, and we started walking towards the bar. As we entered the cozy bar, the warmth enveloped us, and I felt a sense of contentment. We found a table in the corner and ordered our drinks, the stranger's hand still holding mine. The atmosphere was lively, with music playing in the background and people laughing and chatting. I couldn't believe how a chance encounter had led to such a fun and memorable evening in Paris.
You won't believe I didn't think you would be able to handle me. Do you know I don't have a boyfriend because of my childish behavior?
I was drunk, and I didn't know what I was saying to that stranger. Within a few hours, I became comfortable with him.
He was just listening to me and smiling, not taking his eyes off me even for a moment.
Eva was busy talking to him continuously, and she didn't realize that some eyes were staring at her with very strange eyes because her clothes were wet, due to which her body curves were clearly visible, and the men present in the bar were staring at her.
Unaware of the people's lustful glances, Eva was busy talking to the stranger, but the stranger had realized that they were looking at Eva, and he quickly took off his coat and put it on Eva.
Eva didn't pay attention to this and was busy drinking.
A man comes towards her and tries to touch her, but before he can touch Eva, the man points a gun at him, which EVA did not see, and the man steps back in fear.
The stranger's eyes were filled with rage, and he would not hesitate to kill anyone who tried to touch the girl he had accepted as his own.
The man quickly apologized and backed away, realizing he had made a grave mistake. Eva finally looked up from her drink, noticing the tense atmosphere around her. She turned to the stranger,
You kiss really well; please kiss me again.
Before she can say anything further, she faints and falls on the man's shoulder, having taken too much alcohol. The stranger smiles at her.
He lifts up Eva in his arms and exits the pub where his car was already parked; his men are constantly surrounding him without Eva's awareness.
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Next morning sunlight falls on Eva's face, and she opens her eyes. She wanted to sleep a little more, but she had to catch her flight too, so she gets up. When she looks around, she sees that this room is unfamiliar.; she was not in her hotel room, and she realizes where she is and how she got here? She removes the sheet and sees that she was still in her last night clothes.
"Thankfully, I am not naked, but what if he made me put on my clothes? Did I really sleep with that stranger? I was drunk, but where is that man?"
Her eyes fall on the small table near the bed where a note was kept.
"Sorry, I have to go on some important work. I really enjoyed spending time with you, and I hope we meet again. If you are not sore, then we didn't do anything okay. You must have understood by looking at the clothes that you wore that I didn't take advantage of your drunken state; as I said, I wouldn't touch you without your permission, and I'm a man of my word."
Eva crushes the paper with her hand.
"To meet that liar again? I should have understood that he was spending time with me by lying to me, and I foolishly fell for his words. I have to leave, and anyway, I have to go back and find another job."
I swiftly gathered my belongings and made my way to the unknown apartment's door. My mind raced with thoughts of the previous night's events.
Who was that stranger?
Why did I trust him so easily?
And what was his connection to Rafael King?
The door creaked open, revealing a lavish hallway.
I stepped out, determination etched on my face.
Time to put the puzzle pieces together.
As I descended the stairs, a figure emerged from the shadows.
"Miss Eva," he said, his voice low and familiar.
The stranger's driver?
"Where am I?" I asked.
"Rafael King's residence," he replied.
My heart skipped a beat.
Rafael King?
The man I'd been searching for?
"Is he here?" I asked.
"No, but he'll say I drop you at your hotel secretly."
A mixture of emotions swirled within me.
Fear.
Excitement.
Uncertainty
"Come with me," the driver said.
I hesitated, then followed him.
The city unfolded outside the car window.
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