YVONNE tied her robe and headed to the door when she heard someone ring the doorbell to her hotel suite. Anthony then went in the moment she opened it.
“Anthony,” she called as he continued to walk in.
“What?” Taking off his coat, he turned to face her.
“Why are you here?”
“I came here to spend some time with you.” He loosened his tie and walked toward her. “You didn’t tell me you’re here. I’ve missed you.”
His hands went to her sides and gently caressed her there.
“I didn’t tell you since I didn’t come here for leisure. I came here for work,” she told him calmly.
Yvonne was one of the speakers at the National Literary Festival. It was a three-day event, and the event’s place was too far from home. She had to check in to a hotel so there wouldn’t be any hassle.
“Come on, sweetheart….” Anthony moved even closer. Now their bodies were almost touching. “It’s not like you’re going to talk twenty-four-seven. We still have some time for ourselves… just like now.”
He pushed her down the king-sized bed and pinned her body down with his. Yvonne gasped when she felt his hard erection poking her lower abdomen. Dang, he was doing it again! Anthony was trying to tease her into having sex with him, and he was always like that whenever they were given a chance to be alone in one room. However, Yvonne wasn’t a fan of sex. She’d like to stick to her principle not to engage in such an act until she was sure it was the right man she’d marry. And her relationship with Anthony was still far from marriage. They’d only been dating for a year, and within that time, she hadn’t felt him sincere about their relationship. But she kept her feet dancing to his tune, for her life was a bit boring, and she was looking for something that could thrill her.
She tried to push him away, but her strength was no match for him.
“Anthony, move away. I—”
“Don’t you want me?” he drawled and trailed kisses to her jaw down to her neck.
Yvonne didn’t feel aroused at all. What she felt was fear creeping through her system. And her brain immediately sent her body the message. She froze.
It seemed that he was able to notice her reaction. Anthony distanced himself from her a bit and stared into her eyes.
“You don’t have to be afraid….” His hand went to her cheek and caressed her. “I know this is your first… I promise you that I’ll be gentle.”
She knew she couldn’t let it happen. She needed to find an escape.
“C-can I use the toilet first?” Yvonne hoped he’d buy it. “I-I was about to use it when you arrived. My stomach has been upset since this morning.”
Anthony ran his fingers through his hair and sighed. “Fine.”
He finally let her go.
Yvonne let out a sigh of relief and rushed to the bathroom. But she instantly regretted heading there first without bringing her phone. Now, how could she ask someone for help? She sauntered toward the door to get her phone from the bedside table when she heard Anthony’s voice. He was talking with someone on the phone.
“Yes. I’ve managed to come inside her hotel suite. And guess what? She’s alone. Yes. Of course! I think I’m going to get this virgin to bed tonight. Mm-hmm!” His laughter roared inside the suite. “You know I’m only dating her because I want to have sex with her. I love virgins. They’re innocent, naïve… We’ll see if I’d still like her after this.”
It was horrifying to hear such words from him. Now, Anthony’s intentions were clear.
Yvonne was enraged when she opened the door. She picked up the vase when she walked past the side table.
“Anthony!” She threw the vase in his direction.
He managed to dodge, so the vase hit the wall instead.
“What the fuck was that?” He looked at her with eyes wide shut. “Are you planning to kill me?”
Her chest went up and down. There was no way she’d calm down now. All she could see in front of her was nothing but red. She snatched the remote control from the coffee table and threw it in Anthony’s direction. This time it hit his cheek.
“Sonofabitch!” he said and strode toward her. “What the hell is your fucking problem, huh?”
She resisted when he grasped her arms tightly and shook her hard.
“You’re my fucking problem! I heard you talking on the phone. All this time, all you ever wanted is to take me to bed!” she snarled at him.
“Yes, that’s right. All I want is to fuck you. So what?” He smiled devilishly. Anthony’s hand went to the back of her head and pulled her hair.
It hurt, but Yvonne didn’t even flinch. She didn’t want to show him she was weak. That’d only make him feel dominant over her.
“You’re not going to get what you want from me,” she said through gritted teeth as she stared at him with narrowed eyes. “I won’t let you—”
“Do you want to bet, Yvonne?” Anthony sneered.
For a second, she thought she saw the face of a devil in him. That look in his eyes told her he wouldn’t back off.
And then, he took her to bed.
Yvonne fought like a cat when he tried to undress her. She managed to kick him between his thighs, allowing her to get off the bed and race to the door. There was no way she’d let him win.
She was able to open the door and shout for help, but when she was about to run to the hallway, Anthony caught her and brought her back to the room.
“You bitch!” he said and pushed her to the wall.
Yvonne gasped when he held her neck tightly. He started untying her robe. And just when he was about to assault her sexually, someone busted in the door and snatched him away from her.
Help just came right in time. She was saved.
She hugged her trembling body as she watched the back of her savior giving instructions to the security who caught Anthony.
“COME with me,” said Rohan when he turned to face the woman. And now that he saw her face clearly, he was able to recognize her. “Yvonne?”
He knew her because the woman wasn’t a stranger. And he didn’t expect that their paths would cross again in such a way.
She flinched when he held her by the arm, and he understood why.
Rohan took off his coat and wrapped it around Yvonne’s shoulder. He then gestured in the direction of the door.
“We need to go to the office for your statement, and then we will forward this to the police—”
“Please, let’s not call the police,” Yvonne muttered in a trembling voice.
“What? Why?” He wondered why she had to come up with such a decision. “You almost got raped—”
“I have a reputation to protect. Please… Rohan.” She raised her head and looked at him with teary eyes. “Help me deal with this discreetly. I beg you.”
“I don’t understand.”
It wasn’t the Yvonne he knew years ago. She was a woman of strong character and would never bow down when she knew she was right. What happened to that woman now?
“I have a public image to protect. I can’t let this one become the latest trend on the internet.”
Rohan pocketed his hands and heaved a sigh.
“All right. I’ll see what I can do about this matter.” He cocked his head in the direction of the door. “But still, we need to go to the office.”
Yvonne slowly nodded her head. “I’ll just put on a decent dress.”
“Right.”
He was about to turn around when she spoke again.
“R-Rohan…”
“Yes?”
“Thank you… for saving me.”
“You’re welcome. Go on and get dressed. I’ll wait for you outside.”
He turned around and went out of the suite. But a few minutes had passed, and she still hadn’t followed him. Was it that long for a woman to get dressed?
Rohan went inside the suite again and found Yvonne sitting on the floor as she palmed her chest. Her facial expression looked like she was in pain.
“Are you okay?” He immediately rushed to her side and helped her stand up. “What’s happening?”
Yvonne groaned and breathed heavily.
“Shit,” he muttered and picked her up.
Rohan decided to bring her to the infirmary so the doctor could check her.
“W-where are we going?” Yvonne asked when they got inside the elevator.
“You need to see a doctor.”
“It’s just a panic attack, Rohan. I’ll be fine soon—”
“Stop talking, will you? We have a doctor here, and he’ll check on you.”