FALLING INTO HIS DEN OF WOE
{DO NOT FORGIVE ME ISOLDE}
CHAPTER 8
It's the end of the day again and Isolde is only waiting to receive her pay from Madam Ploy. Her fingers are curled together as she looked at the queue in front of her
"Isolde, just come in" Madam Ploy's voice came from inside the office and Isolde went in, it's not her turn yet but since she was called in she entered
"Yes ma'am" she gave a respectful bow and Madam Ploy nodded, she counted a few notes and handed them to Isolde
"I've deducted a few rubles from your money for the payment…do you get it?" she asked and Isolde nodded, she didn't bother to count the money she was given and she just dipped it in her pocket
"Thank you ma'am" she smiled
"Make sure to get some medicine for yourself and don't take the expired one" she said and Isolde nodded
"You still look quite sick and your performance is quite slower than usual today" she said again
"Wow," Isolde muttered
"What?"
"Nothing ma'am, it's just that you take care of me like my mother and I really appreciate that fact. You're the best and I can never forget you" she said, a warm smile spread across Madam Ploy's face
"How's everything with Nick? I haven't seen him for quite a while now, is he aware of the fact that you're sick?" she asked. Isolde paused for a while before answering and Madam Ploy saw the reluctance in her eyes
"Ermm…we…we broke up. He cheated" Isolde finally replied
"Oh my gawd, he cheated? He doesn't look like the type to cheat cos he liked you to the core" Madam Ploy said, her voice was edged with sympathy
"He probably deceived everyone, I don't wanna think about him ma'am. I've considered him to be my past and I shouldn't dwell on him…the past" she muttered even though her eyes stung with tears
"Wow...i really admire how courageous you are. Don't think about trashes like him, he's a garbage that deserves no place in your heart" she encouraged and Isolde nodded. Madam Ploy reached out and gently squeezed her shoulder
"I think I have to leave earlier tonight ma'am, the subways are closing the subway at 8 tonight" she wiped the corner of her eyes with the tip of her finger and stood up to leave
"See you tomorrow Isolde" Madam Ploy said as Isolde left
Immediately the door closed behind Isolde, Madam Ploy's phone rang and her smiley face was immediately replaced a deadly scorn. The number is saved with MORON, she hit the green button and waited for the other person to talk first
"Hey…can I return the money? I don't think I can do this anymore" the voice said and Ploy scoffed, she ran her wet tongue over her red-painted lips
"You clearly don't have any manners" she replied
"You never said I can't return the money. I can't do this anymore so I'll just return the money" the voice said again, his voice was unnecessarily deep and slurry. Ploy smirked
"Have you been drinking? I guess I gave you enough money to start a big business, are you going to waste that money on drinking alcohol? You are more stupid than I thought" she said
"I haven't spent a dime out of your money…just come take it back" the voice said again and Ploy just hanged up, her eyes blazing and red
*
Isolde had been walking for the past ten minutes now and she couldn't shake off the feeling that she's being followed. She started having this hunch when she got to the subway and since then, she couldn't get that feeling off and it kept getting stronger
She kept looking back but she didn't see anybody, she clenched her pocket to keep her money safe and her steps hastened. She had heard news of stalkers that stalk people and how some stalkers even kill their victim. Isolde can't get that thought out of her head, is she being stalked right now?
As this thought kept seeping in, her steps hastened and she was half-running in no time. She released the breath she didn't know she had been holding when she saw their house ahead
She was still walking fast when an insanely strong hand suddenly grabbed her upper arm and dragged her into a dark corner
Isolde let out a scream and her small fist started moving in the air with the aim of punching whoever it is that caught her but she suddenly stopped when her nose caught a familiar scent
The place where she was dragged is poorly lit and she could barely see the face but she saw only the silhouette of the person, the wide and strong palm covered her mouth and the scent filtered into her nose more
"Do not make a sound piccola…don't irritate me" the gruffy voice came and Isolde stilled strangely, it's like the authority in his voice got her bending to his order against her own will
A small light came on above them and Isolde could see his face, her breath caught up in her throat as she stared at his insanely handsome face. Not that she's the type to ogle but his face card is something she has never seen before and she's just noticing that after they've met before?
Maybe because she was still in love with that stupid Nick. All her thoughts came to an abrupt end when he brought out something from his pocket and dangled it against her face
"Lost this?" Tushar asked and her eyes widened. It's the necklace she had been looking for, did she lose it when they met the other night? That's probably true. She wanted to talk but his large palm is still tightly wrapped around her mouth
"Finders are keepers. Have you ever heard that?" he asked. With their height difference Tushar had to bend his back slightly to see her face clearly and be on the same level as hers, his eyes stared at her with deep mystery and amusement
"See you again soon piccolo" he muttered with a smirk that Isolde considered wired. She tried to release her hands from his hold but she couldn't
"Don't be too smart with me pony" he said and pocked the necklace. He suddenly released her and leapt into the darkness even before Isolde could reach him
*
Isolde couldn't get the rough meet out of her mind and questions bubbled up in her mind, numerous questions that needs answers
Who is he?
Is he alright?
How did he know the place she lives?
She couldn't stop thinking and even though her mind is all over the place, she looks lost in the reality and her steps lacks vigor as she approached her house, she's really lost in thought and a voice suddenly jerked her out of her thoughts
"Get her!"
"Isolde run!"