Chapter 4 A Message.

Riya wore the uniform of the cafe.

It's evening time and more guests are present in the cafe.

When she occupied her chair in the counter, owner Mr. Shaw arrived with a big fat smile.

"Good evening Mr Shaw..!" Riya greeted.

This man is a very good person having a good sense of humor. Mr Shaw always helps his staff in their need.

Riya respect this man very much.

Mr Shaw observed the tables and again looked at Riya with concern glare.

"Riya, my child... Did you offended any high profile person in recent days?"

Riya was stunned... "No Mr. Shaw!! Is there anything wrong?"

Mr Shaw smiled with assurance "No my child.. Yesterday some people were asking about you."

Riya shrugged.

She doesn't know any VIPs.

The order que was growing so Riya immediately started to take orders and collected the bills.

There might be some misunderstanding. She never mess up with anyone.

But Susan pissed her off.

Is it Susan, who actually is trying to create problem.

Suddenly a known voice came in... "One black coffe without sugar please."

Riya raised her eyes and was captivated for some seconds. The brown eyes with deep unspoken emotions in them.

Riya gained consciousness.

It is the guest teacher.

"Pardon Sir....."

Hrik armfolded his white shirt. Riya gulped down. the strong biceps are visible.

Hrik said again "One black coffe without milk and sugar."

Hrik paid the bill.

He grabbed a nearby chair. Then opened a book which actually Jennith handed over him before entering the cafe.

Riya slowly started counting the money. Many a times she observed that in recent days during this time many men in black use to come and take coffee. Its a good sign that Mr.Shaw is growing.

After continuous three hours duty Riya changed her clothes. Her duty is over today. This cafe will not shut down now.

Her new professor left after a cup of coffee. And also the dignatories left. Their cafe must have a good coffe.

Riya took the bus and opened her laptop. Her home is almost forty minutes away - she can study few recent case laws in between.

Suddenly her phone beeped with vibration.

Riya looked at the screen... a message from an Unknown number popped up.

She frowned...

Whose number is it... and what is the content of the message...

When she takes a look and opens it- a photo opens up.

Looking at the photo Riya clinched her fists.... Her nails started to hurt her palm...almost it was bleeding.

A man with bare chest is hovering over a girl with bare chest.. In this photo, it is clearly seen that there is not a single inch gap between them. They were crashing each other. Both their faces are full of lust. From the back of the boy it is visible that, this boy is none other than Sameer.

Sameer Baidya who proposes her many times and now a days she was growing feelings for him.

With this photo message a address is given with a note... "Want to know more? Come to the address."

Who is sending her such nasty messages!!

And why??

Is it a trap?

Riya thought carefully. But she wants to know whether it is true or someone is tricking. There are lots of photo edit applications available.

Riya called Sameer.

The call ended unanswered.

Many times her calls were unanswered earlier too. Because Sameer sleeps early. So, today he is sleeping

But is it???

Riya comes down from the bus with a messed mind. She has some savings with her.

Again she observed the address given in the message and called a cab.

The cab arrived at the destination.

Riya cleared the Bill and again matched the address.

It is a five star hotel.

Room number is given 1302.!

Riya was feeling little helpless. For the first time in her life she appeared in such a costly place.

Slowly with shaky legs Riya entered towards the reception but stopped immediately with a thought - why should reception help her..!

She can not seek help from them...

Suddenly she saw Hrik Ved Spencer walking towards the elevator.

Without thinking any more words - Riya ran towards Hrik. When she reached yo him, Hrik was about to enter the elevator.

"Mr.Spencer..." Riya called loudly and her movement was in so much speed that she almost lost her control and slipped her step...

Hrik was faster enough.

He hold her hand. His cold aura was very much radiant. Many people passing by were curious but they were not much courageous to ask or look at them.

"What...? Is this place your drawing room?"

Riya balanced herself.

Then glared at him with apologies.. "Sorry Mr Spencer."

Riya took a breathe and then again continued "Please help me. I need your help."

Hrik smiled.

He knows the urgency of the matter...

Then he said in a decent voice -" How can I help you?"

Riya looked at her foot...

"Mr Spencer Please help me to find a room"

Hrik gritted his eyebrows in confusion...

"What help? Why are you asking for a room?"

Riya tried to control her heavy breathing and slowly said.. "It's urgent...1302"