Chapter 10: Not Like This
TW: attempted assault (I hate writing such Chapters just as much as I hate reading them. Feel free to move to the next Chapter once it's released; our ML is finally making a proper appearance there)
"Ugh..." Anna shifted on the couch, her body so heavy that it felt like it was filled with gravel. She tried to open her eyes, but even if she blinked several times, her vision was too blurry to see anything properly.
Did she pass out? She wondered as he reached her hands to her face to rub her burning eyes, but the moment they touched her face, a wave of shock surged through her body––her vision had returned, and she realized that she was no longer in the hotel room.
Now, her surroundings were overwhelmingly dark, with only a dim orange light dying inside an old lightbulb under the ceiling. Peeling herself off the cold floor, Anna looked around in panic.
"No, no, no... what is this place..? What is going on?! No!"
"Finally awake?" A man's voice cut through her feverish consciousness, jolting Anna out of her anxiety. "The drug hit you quite hard, huh? I've been waiting for an hour now!" The voice added, a loud chickle joining right after.
Anna turned her head to its source and saw a tall, gruff man standing in the doorway, his large, muscular hands crossed at his tight chest. He was wearing black leather gloves and held a cigarette butt, which he threw on the cold floor next to her feet.
The adrenaline rush made her mind crystal clear, and she could dissect what was happening to her.
Marienne set this entire thing up. But whatever it was that she was trying to do, would definitely mean death to Anna.