the hell is going on? I wonder while checking the drawer again, I am hundred percent sure the photograph was here. I need to see that photograph but where is it? The only reasonable thought I can come up with right now is that someone somehow found out about the photograph and took it, which means the person doesn't want me to see what's in it.

I release my tie a bit and unbutton the first three buttons of my shirt while pacing around in confusion. Fuck! How did someone find out about it? I pause mid-pacing when a thought occurred to me, why didn't I think of that before? Of course, it's Cassie, she found me here at the middle of the night but didn't ask me what I was doing here.

I walk up to her room but didn't meet her in there, maybe she's somewhere around the house.

I spot the new maid whose name I can't even remember walking down the corridor with a tray. "Do you know where my fiancée is?" That feels weird coming out from my lips, calling her my fiancée sounds so wrong.

"She went out this morning and hasn't come back." She replies with a slight bow.

"Alright." I pick up my phone and dial a number. Cassie doesn't have to know but since she and Ash got discharged from the hospitals they have been placed under surveillance. I am not calling to know where she is, I just want to know if she's alright even though her bodyguards will surely call if something is wrong. But still, I can't shake off this feeling that something bad is about to happen.

"Boss." The voice booms from the speaker of my phone.

"Are you with Cassie?"

"Yes sir."

"Is she alright? I mean is everything okay?"

"Yes, boss."

"Keep an eye on her." I hang up before he can reply and walk to my room. I need to see what's in that photograph but I am sure Cassie now has it, why the hell is she even spying on me?

I sigh in relief when I look at the time on my phone and see that my shift has ended, I walk to the changing room at the back of the restaurant and change out of my short and uncomfortable uniform. I pick up my bag and walk out just to see Jason waiting for me beside his car at the parking lot, he texted me a few hours ago to ask when my shift is ending but he didn't tell me he is coming to pick me up.

I walk to him with my eyebrows knit in confusion. "You didn't tell me you're coming?"

"I just wanted to surprise you." He pulls me into a warm embrace. "How was your day at the restaurant?"

"Stressful," I reply with a grimace. I feel the hair at the back of my neck stand and I get this feeling someone is watching me.

"Sorry about that," Jason said sincerely and I couldn't be more grateful.

I look around the parking lot and my eyes locked on a familiar guy standing close to the entrance of the restaurant like he just walked out of the place. I have been seeing this guy in the restaurant since I started working here, he never misses a day without coming and anytime I look at him, I see him watching me. Another thing is that I feel like I know him from somewhere but I can't remember where. I just hope he is not a secret admirer or something because that's the last thing I need right now.

Jason opens the door to the passenger side of the car and I slid in, I watch him walk to the other side of the car and slid into the driver seat.

Jason drove me to my place, I thanked him and I was about to open the door when I felt his hand on my shoulder. I turn around to find him staring at me with a look I can't decipher, he is staring at me intensely and it's making me feel uncomfortable.

"What?" I ask with a whisper when I can't take the looks anymore.

"I'm sorry." He looks away like he just got himself. It's just that you're so beautiful." He mumbles almost like he is talking to himself.

I'm sure my cheeks are all tomatoes right now, I run my sweaty palm on my pretty faded jeans nervously.

"I like you, Sasha and I just wish we could be more than just friends." He admits as he picks up my small hand in his. "I have always wanted you since I laid my eyes on you."

I remove my hand from his as gently as I could and take a deep breath. "I like you too but only as a friend."

"Alright." There is disappointment evident on his face. "But I will always be here in case you change your mind." He nodded with a bleak look on his face.

"Thanks for driving me home once again." I thank him again before making my way inside the house.

I walk into my room feeling tired, at the back of my mind I notice that the light is on but then remember flicking it off before leaving for work this morning. I drop my bag on the bed and remove my flat shoes, my phone dings signaling that I have a new message and I click on it to check what it is.

As my eyes grew incredibly wide, a loud gasp left my mouth and I am filled with fear and panic when I see four pictures of me taken today. The first one is a picture of me working at the restaurant, the second is a picture of me hugging Jason at the parking lot of the restaurant, the third is a picture of me sitting in his car and the last is a picture of me entering my house a few minutes ago.

My heart is pumping faster than normal and my lung is burning, it took me a while to realize that I'm hyperventilating. I focus on steadying my breathing rate for a few minutes, another message came into my phone from the same number and it is a picture of Jason with his face crossed with a red ink.

This is your last warning, I hate to share what is mine.

I read the caption on the picture and a scream tore out of my mouth before I could stop it.