Chapter 4 The Agreement

Daria woke up with a hangover, but that was the least of her worries. 'Where was she?' She looked around but nothing looked familiar.

Quickly she reached out for her phone which for some reason was beside her.

But something was off. She was wearing a shirt, which she wasn't wearing the previous night. She began to panic. She raised the blanket before her and noticed she was only with her underwear.

Daria got out of bed and ran towards the window but she couldn't recognize where she was.

She began to search the room for any means of identification to the owner but nothing.

Suddenly she remembered the guy from the bar, and her heart raced a thousand miles. Daria searched for her clothes, but unfortunately wasn't there.

She grabbed the lamp by the bed and went towards the door with her phone in hand.

Daria went out to what seemed like a corridor. She tip-toed passed a pool area, she peeped through but no one was there.

She continued past the pool and into the living room, and spotted Nicholas who had his back to her. Slowly she tiptoed closer to him and raised the vase to hit him.

"I see you're awake," Nicholas said, sipping the glass of wine in his hand. Daria froze in place ' 'how did he know' ' but that voice is that' Daria stood with her hand still in the air.

Nicholas turned around and his face was blank, "did you kidnap, are you in cohorts with that man" Daria fired at him.

"I think you want to say thank you," he replied, ignoring her question. "Thank you?" She scrunched up her face, "your welcome" he replied with a smirk.

"What did you do to me and where is my dress?" She fired at him. But Nicholas didn't answer her, "I'll call the police" Daria threatened, but he just chuckled and sat on the bar stool.

"Your clothes are wet and soiled, but you can wear some of the dresses in the closet" he continued sipping his drink.

"What do you mean wet?" she asked, irritated with the amount of unanswered questions he left hanging. Daria was about to speak but was distracted by her phone.

Daria took a look at it and cursed, it was her Dad. She immediately picked up "where are you, you left home last night, are you okay?" He asked frantically worried for her safety.

"I am okay Dad I just went out, I am on my way" Daria replied trying to calm her already worried father.

"Please do, I love you okay" he said slowly hanging up the phone.

Daria put down her phone and marched towards Nicholas who was finding her amusing.

She got close enough to hover over him, " now you are going to tell me what happened and how it happened" she stood trying to be intimidating.

Nicholas lifted a brow at her, in a split second he grabbed her by the waist and pinned her to the counter.

"First of all no one threatens him, but because it's you I'll take it" his voice went deep.

Daria looked into his eyes, for some reason she didn't feel fear, she liked the sound of his voice, and the way he threatened her.

"It's simple you got drunk and almost kidnapped I saved you and brought you home" he continued his hand still placed firmly on her waist.

"But..... that doesn't explain my dress" she managed to gather her words. "you vomited on them and I changed your clothes" Nicholas responded nonchalantly.

Daria looked at him through her lashes. Her cheeks began to feel warm, her breath became shallow, afraid that it would blow him away.

Nicholas let go of her and stepped back scrutinizing her, "honestly you look perfect the way you are" he complimented her.

Daria could feel her cheeks get even hotter, but she got herself together. "I am leaving" she sprinted towards the room she just came out from.

She placed her hands on her hot cheeks, 'what is happening' she closed her eyes trying to calm down.

Her phone buzzed again but this time it was Elena's message. Taking a look at her phone her eyes widened, Elena had left a hundred messages asking for her whereabouts.

Quickly she opened what looked like a closet and found some ladies clothes, suddenly she paused.

"How does he have female clothes?" She asked out loud.

"Maybe it's one of his girlfriend's" she rolled eyes , picked up one that looked comfortable and ran to the shower.

Daria fixed up her face the best way she could, with the stuff in the bathroom and headed out.

Thankfully Nicholas was not in sight, she quickly ordered for a ride and rushed home.

As soon as she left Nicholas emerged from the corner of the corridor she didn't notice, his face decorating with a smirk.

Daria rushed into her father's room, but she couldn't find the man. She went up to her brother's room, he was also missing.

That was when she realized that she was late for work. Quickly she called for the driver and took the key to her Porsche, and instructed the driver to go fetch the other one left at the bar.

Daria arrived at the office in a rush, for some reason the stares she got were strange. But she ignored them and went into her father's office.

"Dad I'm so sorry, I.." she stopped when she noticed Nicholas seated with her father.

"Daria, oh my goodness I was worried" Jacob got on his feet and hugged his daughter. But Daria's attention was on Nicholas sitting comfortably.

"Where were you?" He asked, concerned for her safety. "What is going on" she gestured towards Nicholas with her eyes.

Nicholas stood up "I'll be on my way" stretching his hand towards Jacob for a handshake.

Nicholas passed Daria a subtle smile and walked away. "Father?" Daria called out to him, her face hardened.

Jacob's expression dulled he knew his daughter would not like what she was about to hear. "Have a seat" he requested, Daria threw him a suspicious look

"Please," he added, pointing towards the seat Nicholas had previously sat on. Jacob slightly cleared his throat.

"Mr. Raceanu has agreed to sign the contract, on one condition" he stated. Daria was about to speak but he stopped her.

"You will accompany him for a business project back in England" he paused " and I have agreed to it".

"He can't do that, it's not his call" Daria replied, "unfortunately he can" Jacob answered.

"Dad, we don't need their company" she paused, breathing in long breaths. "There are other companies to join," she continued, trying to persuade her father.

"I thought of that and I sent our workers to each of these companies and every single one of them was rejected" he replied calmly,

"Dad, that can't be true" "it's ........" Daria was lost, "Daria please, we need this and it's just a project that's all" he pleaded.

Daria couldn't bear to see her father like that, she had to give in "fine I will do it, but only for you" she succumbed to his plea.

A smile instantly appeared on his face. "After our project is finalized I am retiring" he announced to her excitedly.

"What do you mean?" Daria looked surprised that the events of the day just kept coming without stopping.

"I am old and need to rest so that you and your brother can take over" his eyes sparkled with happiness.

Daria flashed him a fake smile, but deep down she was happy her father was finally going to rest, but she couldn't wave the helplessness she felt.

Daria stormed into Adi's office "I need your help" she demanded upfront. Adi looked up at her from his reading lens.

"Speak to me" he replied, placing his papers down. "I don't want to go on the project with Mr. Raceanu",

"I want you to help me find if he's responsible for the rejections we got".

"Are you talking about the jewelry project with Alpha group" he asked, turning all his attention to her.

Daria nodded "please" she moved closer, taking a seat. "I will help but it's not going to be easy" Adi assured her

"Now leave me, you whining little child" Adi mischievously chased her away.

Daria felt relieved, and went into her office.