Chapter 1
It was just another day at Phoenix agencies for the young creative head - Olivia Smith. It's me, I have been working my ass off for the last 7 years so much that I doubt that I have any chances of finding love anymore.
Again, I have missed my dinner due to client calls and it is already a quarter past two at night. My office is of course in a very safe location in London but one can never be too cautious. The clients as usual did not eat my head as much as my boss does. Mr. Elliot Nottingham aka Phoenix he loves to call himself that, I swear, I will kill him if I have to hear that story again.
I already have 10 missed calls from Mum, but she knows work always has been a priority for me and it always will be.
Just another 15 minutes and we will be done
I keep on telling myself.
After 30 long minutes
I usually grab a cab and go home, but today the street was awfully quiet and it had already rained, so can't blame them.
Let me just cross the street and maybe I will get a cab.
I have always avoided the other side of the street, I never had good vibes. I know, vibes and all but I have learned it the hard way to always trust my gut.
It eerie dark and the street lights in part of the street don't always work.
Hey beautiful, come to have a smoke with us.
Someone had called out, this is what I was afraid of, I have never been a brave person, to be honest, and catcalling scared the shit out of me.
Don't stop, don't look back at any cost
I can hear their footsteps behind me,
What should I do, do I run, do I act as nothing happened. Omg, I am freaking out.
Shut up brain, I remind myself, just another block and I will get a cab.
The footsteps are closing on me, I already am alert, my body is shivering and the last thing I want is my legs to give up. I start running, the men follow me.
Come on darling, don't run away, let us take you home
Give us a kiss at least, we won't bite.
I have now picked up the pace, but how far will I be able to run in heels.
Damn heels
I have to get rid of the heels and run, there are making too much noise.
That is a good thing though, people will know where I am and help me maybe.
I quickly get rid of my heels and run. The cold water gives relief to my legs. My mind is racing, my heart is beating so fast that I can hear it. I don't know if I will be able to handle it any longer.
I see a chance, an alley, to hide behind.
Will they find me here? No, I don't think so.
I take a glance and see that they have already started slowing down, now is my chance to hide. I take the first turn left and hide behind several garbage cans outside what seemed like a restaurant.
