Daddy’s Hot Sauce

A thump of her heart beats like a drum as she was stepping inside the room. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes. The sound of the door when it was closed made her more nervous. Emily looked around the room and then she saw a man standing in front of the bookshelf.

This man was tall like a basketball player, she estimated that his height was more than six feet, having broad shoulders and a very masculine back made it more attractive for most women, but not for Emily. She composed herself and greeted.

“Good mor…” her smile slowly disappeared when the man spoke for the first time.

“Afternoon, Miss Emily, it’s already noon.” a deep voice from him as he was still looking at the books. She gulped when the man spoke to her, his voice was familiar to her but she wasn’t sure about it.

Emily took a deep breath once again to overcome her nervousness. “Thank you for saving my life, but I need to go home” Emily explained to the man. Emily widened her eyes and left her mouth open as the man

turned his back to her with a devilish smile plastered on his face. She couldn’t move and no words were coming out from her mouth, then she felt her throat became dry so she swallowed once again.

Her heart beats so fast as the man walked towards her. The man crossed his arms and leaned over to see her face closely. “Never ride in the elevator again if you’re claustrophobic.” Then he smirked at her as she saw her face turned like a tomato. She immediately changed her looked to another way and felt her face warm, Emily stepped back to avoid the tension in the room.

“How did you know about my condition?” she asked.

Anders didn’t answer her question. “George will take you home.” He said and walked back to his table without looking at Emily.

“Okay. Thank you. Mr. Winston.” She answered and turned her back and walked towards the door.

She sighed when the door closed and walked towards the hallway and at the end of it, she saw George smiling at him. Emily looked around the house and she was amazed by it, for a man who lives in this huge house, it was too much. Emily gets in the car then George started the engine and leaves the place.

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Anders was just sitting on his swivel chair in his library, he was trying to read a book but nothing came into his head. He closed the book and a memory flashed on his mind, about last night so his mouth curved upwards. He went out of the room and changed his clothes then went upstairs to do some workout. It was nine in the evening but he was still in the gym; inside his house. He was distracted and can’t focus today.

“Fuck! What’s happening to me?” he said to himself while doing the boxing. He tried to punch again and again but he can’t get over about Emily. Her face kept on popping like popcorn on his head. Her innocent face and her cherry lips could seduce any man around the city. Anders took a deep breath and rest for a while.

A bottle of water will make him hydrated after long hours of working out but it won’t erased the fact that he was thinking about her. Then he went straight to the bathroom and took a shower. He stayed in there for an hour and made himself relaxed for the first time in his life. Anders was a workaholic, he never missed any appointments nor interviews with the reporters for magazines.

He was a fashion trend and most of the big brands asked for him to be the face of their brands for him twenty-four hours a day wasn’t enough to do all his work. While he was closing the door of the bathroom, Anders heard his phone ringing so he walk towards the table and checked his phone, but he didn’t answer it because he saw the name of Suzy.

The girl who never gives up. Anders threw his phone on the bed and put some clothes on when he heard a knock on the door. “Come in!” he shouted. It was the maid and it showed him the clothes wrapped in plastic and put in on the table.

“Is George here?” he asked. The maid shook her head and said.

“No. Sir.” Then Anders made a gesture to the maid to go out of his room. When the doors were closed he walked in front of the table and saw a pair of clothes worn by Emily. Then he left the room and went to his library. It was eleven in the evening but he was still in his library checking out some files that he needed for the conference tomorrow.

He sighed while reading one article related to the project that they are about to start next month. It was a luxurious condominium for the rich people of this town. His corporates were aiming to get the best spot in town and create a good impression for the company. A knock on the door caught his attention so he put down his eyeglasses and massaged his temples while leaning his head on the chair.

It was George, and he walked towards the table in front of Anders who was still massaging his temples.

“George, have you read all the documents for the conference tomorrow?” he asked.

“Not yet, Anders,” George answered. Anders looked at him seriously.

“Revise the contract tonight, George.”

“Is that all, Anders?” George asked without showing any emotion to Anders. Anders stood up and walked towards George.

“Whoever did this, I’ll make sure that he’ll be sending to hell and I’ll be the one to do it.” He said to Anders like a lion, who’s ready to eat his prey. Anders shut the door, he was mad and he felt something was going on in the company without him knowing it. He went inside his room and took out a cigarette in his pocket.