I Slept with My Boss and Ran Away

These men didn’t believe Fiona’s words, having been deceived by her excuses many times before. They were debt collectors.

One leered at Fiona, “Open the door, we’ll wait inside. Call your friend now, and have her bring the money, $200, 000, not a penny less. Otherwise, we’ll take other forms of interest.”All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

Fiona knew all too well what would happen if they entered the apartment.

They forced her to call Meredith, knowing the real danger if Meredith actually came. They were more interested in exploiting her than the money.

Blocked by the four men, Fiona had no chance to escape.

Regretting her decision to move out from Justin’s, she trembled and said, “Gentlemen, I really have the money. I’m not lying. I’ll call my friend right now, and we can wait herefor her to come.” Fiona was gripped by fear as she fumbled with her phone.

Fiona then remembered she had fallen out with Meredith; she had blocked and deleted Meredith, who had done the same to her. Her attempts to call Meredith failed repeatedly, fueling her desperation and resentment.

The men, running out of patience, were not content to wait at the door. Hearing someone approaching from downstairs, one man snatched Fiona’s phone, covered her mouth, while another found the keys in her bag and unlocked the door, dragging Fiona inside.

As the door closed, Fiona’s despair deepened. Her mouth was covered; she couldn’t even scream for help.

The men efficiently divided tasks: one turned on the lights, another drew the curtains, one kept Fiona quiet, and another brandished a knife, threatening her.

“We’ve come all this way, Fiona, and we can’t leave empty-handed. If you can’t pay, we’ll have to take ‘interest’ instead. Make any noise, and you won’t see tomorrow,” one warned, slamming the knife into the coffee table, causing Fiona to pale and tremble.

Fiona nodded frantically, signaling she wouldn’t make a sound.

The man finally released her, his hands pressing down on her shoulders, “Sit down, let’s have a proper talk.”

Another man, eyeing Fiona, said, “You mentioned a friend who married into wealth. If you get her here, you can walk out today. Otherwise, you’ll have to entertain us.”

Terrified, Fiona agreed hastily, “Okay, I’ll call her now. But can I use your phone? She blocked me on mine, but she won’t ignore me. We’ve been friends for over twenty years.”

The man with the knife smirked, “You’re quite bold in betraying your friend so decisively. Blocking you was probably a wise decision on her part.”

Fiona, unashamed, insisted, “My friend is stunningly beautiful, the most gorgeous girl in school. Don’t believe me? Look at my photos.”

Men often can’t resist a beautiful woman.

Taking Fiona’s phone, the man browsed through the gallery as Fiona pointed out Meredith, “That’s her. See, I wasn’t lying.”

The photo showed Meredith in a new nightgown, a sexy gift from Fiona, enticingly captured by Fiona at their shared apartment.

Seeing Meredith’s photo, the men’s eyes filled with lust.

One eagerly said, “Call her over, you can use my phone.”

Without hesitation, for her own safety, Fiona dialed Meredith’s number using the man’s phone.

After a few rings, the call connected.