Daddy’s Hot Sauce

The cold wind kissing her, silky smooth fabric caressing and making a lullaby on her.

Emily whimpered and realized something.Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

“Wait… What?”

Then, she suddenly opened her eyes and saw the crystals hanging on the ceiling. Her eyes widened and let her eyes fed by the beauty of the entire room.

“Wow”

She pressed her lips and tried to remember the things when someone knocked on the door. The woman came inside the room without a word but Emily was just staring at her and saw the food that she arranged on the table.

“Miss” she politely called her.

“Yes, Madame?” said the servant who had turned just to face her.

“Do you know how I get in here?” Emily curiously asked the servant.

The servant just stared at her and did not say anything and just left her a smile and that made Emily furrow her brows as she watched the servant close the door.

She let out a heavy sigh and stood up but her left knee was weak and that almost made her fall on the ground, but luckily a stool saved her from kissing the ground.

“How did I get here?” she asked herself then, she lightly bit her lips as the swelling of pain on her knee.

The shut of the door caught her attention and turned her sight on the side and saw a man who was not familiar to her.

“Who are you?” she curiously asked and stared at him from head to toe.

The way she looked at the man her eyes were immediately pinned on his well built biceps. His sharp edgy face with stubbles on it.

“Too handsome right?” he proudly said and his smile was shining throughout the entire room.

Emily lightly shook her head as the man in front of her suddenly said a word on her. “Sorry?”

The man giggled and walked toward her and leaned over Emily. “I like the innocence of your face, Emily,”

“You know me?”

“How did you even know my name?” Her eyes widened, brows were furrowed and could not even gasp for air as the man was just an inch away from her.

The eucalyptus scent that came from his throat was hitting her nose and that made her blinked a couple of times.

She leaned back and gulped, “Will you move back, I have to stand up,” she uttered.

“Absolutely, I found you in the parking lot. Do you remember that?” the man gestured his hand in front of her like he was trying to let her remember what happened.

“Oh my gosh!” she mumbled and covered her mouth.

“Then, I checked your bag and tried to find things that could help me and my men to identify you and then, I came across your purse and found your ID.” he plastered a smile and said. “Sorry,”

Emily finally realized that the man was telling the truth and all the memories came back to her, at the apartment of Mr. Winston, men at the parking lot and now with this stranger man.

“Thank you and I’m sorry for suspecting you of something else.” Mako said in a low tone of her voice.

She tried to stand up and offered her hand to the man in front of her and smiled, “Thanks for saving me.”

“Don’t mention it, so how’s your ankle.” he curiously asked and even bent his knees just to check it. “Do you want me to call the doctor? He can help…”

Emily made him stop as she gestured her hand and said. “No need, I can handle this. Besides, I always got cramps every morning.”

She shrugged her shoulders and laughed.

“What’s your name?” she seriously asked,

“Curious about me?” then, he laughed at her.

Emily widened her eyes and said, “No! You just did not answer my question, that’s all! and I hate talking to strangers.” then, she crossed both of her arms as she felt annoyed by what he said.

“Take it easy, Emily,” he raised both of his arms in the air and continued, “Sac,” he whispered.

Emily furrowed her brows and moved closely to him. “Come again?”

“I am Sac,” he said and smiled at her while he offered his hand to her.

She lightly nodded her head and accepted his hand then shook it. “Thank you again, Mr. Sac,”

A smile was now on her face as the man was not a stranger anymore but his name was quite familiar to her but she could not even remember where she saw it.

“Well, Miss Emily if there’s something that you need or anything you want, don’t hesitate to call me or the maid. All you have to do is to press this button and they will come here right away.”

Lucas explained to Emily everything that she needed and when he was about to leave the place, she asked him a question.

“What happened to your lips?” she curiously looked at him and pointed to her own lips.

A question that made him stop leaving the room. His lips formed an arc and slowly turned to face her and said, “I just got in trouble a while ago, nothing to worry about, Miss Emily,”

Then, Mr. Sac shrugged his shoulders with a smile on his face and left the room.

Emily let out a heavy sigh and felt the thorns were clear on her throat. Somehow she felt fine with Mr. Sac but there was something in her that she saw his name somewhere and until now she could not remember it.

“I’m pretty sure I saw his name somewhere else,”

She gave up and just roamed around her eyes and saw the window and tried to get herself near to it to see what was outside.

“Wow!”

Emily was stunned by the view that was behind the curtains. It was beautiful, a field of corn and a small garden of flowers on the right side.

She was amazed by what she was seeing at the moment as she could only see it in books and some magazines.

Hours had passed and Emily was still inside the room reading some books that she found on the shelves. Her bag was beside her and her phone was off. This was the time for her to cherish it mostly ’cause if she would be back to the city, it would be much busier as she was missing work for a couple of days.

A knock at the door caught her attention and Emily was not surprised at all.

“Miss Emily, Mr. Cas was waiting for you outside.

She smiled and grabbed her things. “Thanks, please tell him I’ll be right there,”

The servant just nodded and closed the door.

Emily stood up and carried her bag while she was putting on her sweater. Her heart was kept on thumping while traversing the hallway, from there she noticed that the floor was covered with red fur carpet, few paintings were hanging on the wall and they were not just a painting but it came from famous artists.

“Woah! He is obviously rich.” she whispered while staring at one of the paintings.

When the servant stopped in front of the door, she saw her make a gesture for her to enter the room. She let out a heavy sigh and walked straight through the room.

“Mr. Sac,” she said while staring at him sitting on the swivel chair.