Chapter 15. The Ruffles Hotel

"Need this?" said the figure who was currently standing right in front of Anna, one of the man's hands holding the key while being moved in front of the girl's face.

He is Devan.

Anna was taken aback, suddenly she was not knowing what to say.

"Where are you going?" asked Devan with one eyebrow raised.

"I-I am...."

"I don't like women who lie, Anna," Devan interrupted.

"Come with me to the party or go home?" said the man again coldly.

"Of course not to your house," Devan added again.

"B-but I will go to work in a minute," Anna muttered.

Devan rubbed his face since earlier the girl had always said the same thing. Was there only work and work during her life?

"You want to come to work with the dressed like this?" asked Devan who openly looked at the girl's body from head to toe.

"There, I have a work uniform," replied Anna with a pitiful look on her face.

Devan's brow furrowed at the girl's words.

"Okay, return the dress you are wearing," said Devan.

"Okay, I'll return it later."

"But I want now, I can't guarantee we'll meet again after this," the man said.

Anna gaped at the words of the man in front of her. Return it now? Isn't that the same as telling her to get naked?

"If you don't want to, that's fine. Maybe, I can ask the police to get it from you?" Devan chuckles.

"Okay, I'll come with you to the party," replied Anna immediately stepped in, bumped Devan's shoulder roughly, and returned to the seat where she was original.

A sigh escaped her lips. She has no money to redeem herself.

Rather than being arrested by the police for theft, she prefers to sacrifice her work. After all, work could be found again, and she could only hope that after tonight's events, something good would come her way.

***

An hour had passed, Devan and Anna came out of the pink building.

Of course with the new Anna style. Knee-length red dress with a slit back that showed her smooth skin, following the curves of her body. Looks simple and elegant.

Anna followed Devan into the car without making a sound. Just staring at the foot as if nothing else was her around.

Entering the car, Anna suddenly removed her french braid-style bun along with a hairpin decorated with Swarovski that previously adorned her head and placed it on the seat.

She let her long hair down to cover her exposed shoulders and chest.

"What are you doing?" Devan turned with one eyebrow raised at the strange behavior of the girl next to him.

"This dress is too revealing, I don't like it," replied Anna, still busy straightening her hair.

"Even though you are beautiful with the appearance like earlier," said Devan.

"I don't care," Anna replied flatly, ignoring the man's gaze on her.

Devan took a deep breath. It was the first time he had met a woman who didn't care about her appearance.

"Okay, I'm sorry."

Anna only glanced at the man without any intention of responding.

Since earlier the girl wanted to be angry. But do not know how and on whom she should vent it.

Devan's car had moved away from the salon, but Anna's mind was still filled with work, work, and work.

Slowly, she began to make plans about what to do first tomorrow. Because the girl was so sure that she had lost her job because she disappeared again without news and this was the fourth time.

That means tomorrow she has to go back to looking for a new job.

"Why so serious? What are you thinking?" asked Devan suddenly when he found Anna's forehead which occasionally wrinkled.

"None of your affairs," Anna replied instantly making the man exhale again harshly.

"What did I do wrong? Why do you respond like that? Is it because of your job?"

"I can give you as much money as you want," the man added.

"Do you think I'm interested in your money?"

"Don't all women like that thing?"

"Unfortunately I'm not a woman," replied Anna carelessly. She closes her eyes again. The dizziness came back to her head.

Hearing this, Devan froze on the spot, he was at a loss as to how to respond.

"You seem to be the workaholic type, Anna," Devan said after a few minutes of silence.

Anna was silent and did not respond to the man's words.

And after that, there was no more conversation between the two people until they entered the Ruffles Hotel.

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Devan got out of his Ferrari followed by Anna. The two then walked out of the basement and immediately entered the elevator to the floor where the birthday party was being held.

"Wait!" said Devan, the man turned and entered his car.

Anna's brow furrowed in confusion. Is there something wrong?

"Wear this," said the man after getting out of the car while covering Anna's exposed back with her tuxedo top.

Anna's body stiffened for a moment when her skin came into contact with the man's.

"Thank you," said the girl. To be honest, since earlier she had felt a little uncomfortable with the dress she was wearing.

Even though the size fits her body, she still doesn't like clothes that expose her skin too much.

Leaving the place, Devan is holding Anna's arm from the side.

"What are you doing?"

"I don't want you to fall again because of dizziness or the like," replied the man casually smiling without turning to look at Anna.

"I'm fine now," Anna said trying to get her arm out of the man's grip.

Until now, she still did not know the name of the man who was with her. Maybe because Anna always thought that every time she met someone was her last, so she didn't care about their name or identity.

And that happened today. After tonight, she will have no more reason to meet that man and vice versa.