Her eyes darted around the room in panic. A fat man with bulging stomach sat on the sofa, his gaze on her was anything but innocent even his secretary's grin was malicious.
The pain snapped her attention back to Herold, he clicked his tongue, eyes dragging over her in distain like she was the dirt underneath his shoes.
"You should be grateful Mr Martin even took a liking at you" he said "what is with that disgusted look?, I'm sure you are liking it with the way you dressed" Herold said his eyes flicking to her blouse pulled low due to pulling.
"These are the documents sir"Anna said hurriedly. "I will take my leave".
But what she received was a slap on her face from Herold.
she stood rooted in shock even though she faced hostility daily from him and her colleagues but this was the first time she was hit by him.
He shoved her on Mr Martin lap, she tried to struggled but the grip on her shoulder was iron tight.
" she is a little disobedient, but I know you love them innocent" Herold said
Mr Martin laughed loudly, saliva flying all around as he reached for her chest which made Anna struggled, but she was struck again and pulled roughly by Martin, she quickly grabbed the alcohol bottle on the table in desperation and smash it on his head.
"You bitch" Herold screamed his face corturing in anger, his fist smashing towards her face, he was about to hit when the door was kicked open.
A man stepped in. Black trench coat, tailored trousers, A crisps white shirt without a speck of dust, his polished black shoes stepped on tiles soundlessly, black leather gloves covering his hand.
But what attracted Anna wasn't his dressing but his eyes they were blue and cold like the ocean. With four built men holding short guns following him.