Chapter 33 Chapter Thirty Three
I was looking at myself in the mirror when my phone started ringing.
Today was the day of the meeting and I decided to wear my royal blue suit. It was just a skirt, a white blouse and a jacket with a few silvers buttons on it. I kept my hair in a decent bun and I wore my black flats.
I took up my phone and saw that it was Devin. I smiled as I answered it.
"Hello."
"Hey, how are things? You okay and be honest," he said. I chuckled slightly before sitting on the bed.
"I'm fine. Paris is incredible. From the monuments and attractions to the wonderful french language and accent. It's just surreal," I told him as I remembered the tour that Daniel gave me.
"That's great. I'm glad you're okay. I hope it stays that way until you come back. Right now, I'm stressed because I can't find Hans," he said next and the smile fell from my face.
"What do you mean you can't find him?" I asked with much concern. I hope it wasn't anything too serious.
"I haven't heard from him in over a week now. He isn't home either and his phone is going straight to voicemail. I don't know what to think Vanessa. I don't think he was kidnapped because he's too strong for that. Maybe he was keeping on the low or hiding but why?" he asked sounding so stressed. It was his brother so I expected it.
"If he wasn't kidnapped and is hiding, that means something is wrong or he's in some trouble. Maybe with the police?" I responded as I bit my lip.
"I don't know. I only hope not. I'll call you later, I have some things to take care of."
"Okay," I replied before the call ended.
I wanted to tell him not to worry too much but that would just be selfish because it was his brother. He had a right to worry all he wanted.
But where could Hans really be? Something must've went down and that's why he's hiding. Maybe even protecting his brother in the process. I only hope Devin finds him in one piece.
After a few more minutes of getting myself all set, I took up my bag and left the room. I made my way downstairs and into the hall. Mordechai was on his phone and he turned around as he noticed my presence.
He eyed me up and down before finally meeting my eyes. He didn't look bad himself in his black suit and navy blue tie. His hair was also neat... extra neat.
"You look professional," was his first words when he ended the call.
I didn't respond to that because I refuse to believe that it was a compliment. He stared at me for a few seconds more before taking up the keys off the table and walking off. I followed after him, adjusting my bag on my shoulder.
Once in the elevator, he pressed the button to go down and then took out his phone. I honestly think it was his favourite comfort item. Whether just standing or eating he has to use it.
"What is it?" he asked turning to look at me.
"What do you mean?" I asked back, wondering where he was getting at.
"You're staring at me as if I'm captivating."
I started him as my lips parted. There was nothing captivating about him and why would he even think that?
I turned away from him and I could swear I heard a small laugh coming from him. He was crazy and full of himself. Looking decent doesn't make you captivating.
"Don't you have anything to say, Vanessa?" I heard the mockery in his voice.
I didn't even spare him a glance.
Suddenly, I felt him closing in. I turned and realized he was far too close, too close for comfort. A sudden rumble from the elevator made me lose my balance, and instinctively my hands shot up to grip his shoulders for support. What shocked me even more was how his hands found my waist, holding me steady.
Our eyes met.
He was staring at me intensely. His eyes watched me before they wandered to my lips, then my nose, then my eyes... then back to my lips.
What was happening?
I wanted to push him away but my body was betraying me so much. It was like we were stuck because he didn't move either nor made a move to do so.
I was too caught up in how we were positioned that I didn't notice that the elevator had stopped and the door was opened.
That was when he pulled away and walked out. My knees were shaking and my breathing was shallow.
Why was I like this?
He was never the one to make me feel this mesmerized before. I was in a trance. It wasn't even like me to be this way, especially because of how much I resented him.
I heard the blowing of the horn and I knew he was waiting for me. I straightened myself up and left the elevator. I made my way towards the car and got in the back.
I kept my eyes from his because I couldn't dare to look at him. I bet he was disgusted with himself because of how he grabbed onto me. I was mad at myself for actually falling into a trance, one that I couldn't leave.
The ride was silent until his phone started ringing. I was too caught up in my thoughts to actually listen to his convo. It was still quite early so I didn't spot Daniel on the way. I enjoyed the tour he gave me the other day, and I also favour his accent.
I knew I had to focus on the meeting ahead because I had a feeling something deep was about to go down. I just hope I'm prepared for anything.
"Keep your phone on silent, we don't want any disruptions," Mordechai said as he stopped and released a deep breath.
He seemed overly stressed about this meeting as if he knew what to expect. We were currently standing outside of the enormous building. I could bet the meeting was being held at the top floor.
"Are you ok?"
I looked at him and was about to answer but I didn't. I couldn't. He didn't care if I was ok or not.
When he saw that I wasn't going to answer his face got serious and he walked past me and up the steps that led inside the building.
I sighed deeply before following after him like the assistant I was.
I went inside and saw him heading towards the elevator. Once behind him I kept my eyes towards the floor. I wasn't like this but I couldn't look him in the eyes. I didn't fully know why but I just couldn't. The elevator door opened revealing the one person I didn't expect to see.
Tiffany