Chapter 2 Masked

• Honey
• After the shoot, I went to the changing room. I changed my outfits and wore a plain black turtleneck silken top and a black and navy striped wide leg pants. Immediately, I entered the changing room, I sat on a high stool and brought out my phone. I saw a missed call notification from my Dad. I called him back and smiled when he picked up.
• "Dad."
• "Yes, sweetie. How was the shoot?"
• "It was good, we just finished."
• "I hope it wasn't stressful." He sounded concerned.
• I chuckled and shook my head. "No, it wasn't. It was actually fun, you should have come with me."
• He actually promised to accompany the photoshoot, but he was busy so he couldn't.
• "Oh my, you have no idea how much I wished I followed you, but I will make it up to you, okay?"
• I smiled and turned on the stool. Amelia entered the changing room and waited for me to finish my call. "Really? How will you make it up to me."
• He hummed. "Hmm, let me think about it."
• I chuckled and shrugged. "You can make it up to me by buying my favorite pizza." I suggested.
• "Oh yeah. Don't worry, I'll buy you ten boxes of pizzas!"
• I laughed out loud and shook my head. "No, don't buy me ten boxes, I will get fat if I eat too much."
• "Then, I will buy just a box of pizza."
• "That's okay."
• "Alright, I will call you later. Make sure you have a nice day, okay?"
• "Thanks, I will. Make sure you have a nice day too." I said and he hung up the call.
• Amelia arched a brow at me. "Don't you think I should also be given a box of pizza?"
• I took my eyes from my phone and looked at her, smiling. "Of course, you should. We will share it."
• After I changed my clothes, we left the photo studio and were on our way to my music studio when I noticed a fancy shoe store for men's footwear.
• I sat up on my seat, staring at the store. My father's birthday was just a few weeks from now. I wanted to get him a fancy shoe as a present. I glanced at my chauffeur. "Please stop the car."
• Amelia looked at me, confused. "Why? Do you forget something?"
• "No, I want to check out something over there." I said and opened the car door.
• Amelia leaned forward and furrowed her brows. "Should I follow you?"
• I shook my head and got down from the car. "No, I will meet you at the studio."
• Amelia looked bothered. "What about your car, how will you get to the studio?"
• I smiled at her. "Don't worry about me. I will be fine."
• She arched her brow. "Are you sure?
• I nodded. "Yes, I will meet you at the studio."
• She tightened her lips considering whether she should leave me or not. After a moment of hesitation, she told the chauffeur to start the car.
• I sighed and walked into the colorful store. There was a big signboard on the glass door bearing the store name. Gowell shoe shore. It dangled as I opened the shop. Pleasant fragrance of lovely flowers wafted through my nostrils. The temperature of the shop was cool. There were different varieties of men's footwear displayed around the shop. I went to the counter when an attendant sat. I told her I wanted to buy a designated shoe for my father and she showed me their collection of special edition shoes. I picked Salvatore ferragamo. I loved the quality of its leather and its pointed edge. It was for my Dad so I wanted it to be very unique. After I filled in the details for the shoe, I excused myself and went to the restroom.
• As I turned to the other corner leading to the restroom, I noticed a masked man stalking me from behind. He wore a black shirt and trousers with black leather shoes. His face was hidden behind a black cap and mask with a skeleton figure on it and he also wore black gloves. He slowed his pace whenever I turned to look at him.
• I tensed up. I bent my head and acted oblivious to his stalking. I quickened my steps as I walked. I can't leave the shop without turning back so I rushed to the restroom. I was going to shut the door once I entered.
• I was about to open the door of the restroom when I bumped into something hard and rigid. I looked up and noticed a chiseled face looking down at me, confused. I didn't know him, but I hugged him tightly and whispered into his ears.
• "Just act like you know me."