6.
Arthur got off work first, and I left half an hour later.
Because our relationship was a secret.
As soon as I reached his house and knocked on the door, I discovered it was unlocked. I decided to venture inside.
"Mr. Phillippe?"
"Arthur Phillippe?"
"Arthur?"
No one answered after I called a few times. However, the shoes at the entrance belonged to him.
"The door is not locked. I'm coming in!"
I shouted and walked in. I must have looked like a prostitute.
Somehow, I was still nervous. Since it was my first time doing this, I lacked experience. So I just held my bag and walked inside.
Only after I took two steps was the light suddenly turned down.
Was this a kidnap? Or a murder?
I roared and quickly turned towards the door.
And I happened to knock into a wet and warm hug.
"Joseline, Why do you run? I know you want me."
Arthur's voice was meaningful around my ear, which made me a little scared.