Annabel's POV
"Ma'am… Madam…" the cabman's voice came from the front, hesitated.
I flinched from hearing his voice. "What?"
He gazed at me from the rearview mirror. "We have arrived at your destination".
My eyes darted around, I was deep in thought that I never knew when we arrived at Daniel's penthouse.
"Can you give me a moment?" I asked, my voice low, almost pleading.
With just a simple nod, he turned off the engine, leaving us with nothing but the chirping of birds.
I needed to gather up my confidence.
What if I tell him the truth and he doesn't want to have anything to do with me again?
What will he do when he finds out that he had a one-night fling with his sister? Will he deny me the opportunity of getting my app funded?
the only way to get answers to my questions is to enter there and confront him.
Damn, I can't even bring myself to tell him the truth. I still need to get my revenge.
The only way to get back at James is by dating someone who is way better than him. And for Stephanie, Daniel is her weak point. Having Daniel to myself will make her feel the pain I felt the night I saw her in my ex's arms.
But, dragging Daniel into my game without telling him about my plans will be so selfish of me. If I don't let out the cat now it might backfire later.
No.
I need to tell him the truth. I seriously need to find out about what happened last night between us too.
I finally lifted my head. "I will be going down now". I informed the cabman and held the door handle to step out, but something caught my eyes.
A lady.
She was dressed in a black skimpy bum shot paired with a backless gold top. The evening breeze toyed with her hair.
She was speaking with Daniel's security guard as I watched her step into her car and drove in.
My chest tightened into a knot.
Is this what Daniel does all day?
Yesterday, he was looking at me like I meant the entire world to him. And today he has changed to another woman.
Fuck, I hate that I care.
He clearly stated that he can never have anything to do with me.
Why do I still feel pain?
I watched the woman walk into Daniel's mansion. Just like that, the plan changed—I couldn't bring myself to go in. I didn't want to intrude on their moment.
I could feel the tension burning through my chest as my hands tightened into fists. "Drive". My voice came out low and rough. Slamming the door, as I ran my fingers on my face pulling back strands of hair covering my face.
Ordering the driver to take me to my apartment.
I saw how confused he looked as he stared through the rearview mirror.
Not wanting any of his interrogation. "Can we move? I have something urgent to attend to". I lied, knowing fully well that he would not buy them. But he simply nodded in agreement, humming the engine to life and we glided to my destination.
To be honest I still don't understand why I was so upset seeing another woman enter Daniel's house.
The feeling of knowing that he was going to screw another woman made my heart burn.
I hate to admit it, but there is a part of me that wants to be with Daniel all the time.
Maybe I'm lying to myself that I only want to be with him because I want to get revenge or maybe something else that I'm not ready to admit.
Not after the picture Fiona showed me.
Besides I don't think Daniel would want to have anything serious with someone like me.
The lady that I just saw entering his mansion is his type of woman. Not a classless girl like me who could not even afford a basic ride.
The moment I stepped through the door, I changed into my cozy pajamas after a warm bath.
Then, I decided to check my email. Not that I was expecting the Stroke development company to give us feedback by now.
The instruction clearly stated next week. Besides I was not even sure if I was going to be picked.
The only reason why I was going through my email is because I know sleep was never going to come if I decided to stay ideal.
I just needed something to occupy my head. Something that will make me forget him. Something. Anything, to steady my pulse and keep me from storming out of this house, marching straight to Daniel's, and tearing into the woman I watched walk into his home just hours ago.
Just when I had booted my laptop on, a message popped up showing that I had received an email.
I reluctantly swiped to the page hoping that maybe another company responded. Because I was not sure if Daniel would want to give me this job.
His attitude this morning tells everything. Maybe he left because he never wanted to see me again.
And to make it worse, I have blocked him from reaching me in any form.
I finally opened the email and my eyes widened. Too stunned to react.
How is this possible?
How could I have gotten the job this easily?
I stared at my screen again as I quietly read the message out.
"Dear Ms. Annabel Green,
Congratulations on securing a job with us at 'Stroke Development Company' and winning the competition of getting your app funded. We hope to see you resume tomorrow.
Best regards,
Stroke & CO".
My thoughts spiraled, my head turning into something that was going to explode soon.
I should be happy right?
This has always been my dream. To get my app funded. To finally work in a big company.
But one thing is off, among the numerous candidates I was the only one picked and the most confusing part of it all is that I got the email even before the supposed period.
Does that mean I actually slept with Daniel?
Did he actually get what he wanted and he is now keeping to his own side of the bargain?
Damn, this email only tells me one thing. I will be seeing him tomorrow.
How do I face him?