Chapter Sixty eight

Darius pov

I know with those words I said to Anita, she was confused, but I did not care. She would come to like me anyways. After all, she seemed very nice and I know that one of these days, she would come up to me and embrace me.

I stayed at her charming face as she smiled up with you. “'Thank you so much for the compliment. I really really appreciate it, but I have to go. I have lots of work to do, and I must not be late,” she said to me, as she gave the costume to me. I collected the attire and turned around like I was about to move, but surprised her by driving her inside the room and locking the door.

She screamed and held to the door tightly like she wanted to leave. “'Do not be scared. I am not trying to take you or something. Okay? I am just being nice.” That is all I said to her. She lets go of the door handle and stands there holding to her arms together like she was trying to cage herself, maybe thinking I wanted to touch her in any way. “'Do not worry, and do not be scar