Fun run in Milan

"I told you, didn't I? I don't want special treatments. I'm here for your grandson who went missing 15 years ago and not for a vacation for goodness sake!" I first put the glass down on the sink and looked at my reflection from the mirror while busy brushing my teeth.

I heard Mr. Christopher laugh on the other line.

"Sorry Ms. Galvez, it must have felt uncomfortable for you, I guess." I was so stunned by the absence and reached for the glass full of water and rinsed before I answered him.

"No, that's fun, do you feel it?" full of sarcasm I replied on the other line. Whatever I do to show respect to elders like him, I cannot really do it. At the point that he is a man, I will not be able to stomach him.

"Okay, easy there. It won't happen again nex time, just remember, you 'must' find my grandson before two months end, is that clear for you?"

"It's even clearer than the word obvious, I still have work to do."

"Wait—" I cut off the call and put the apple cellphone on the side of the sink where I'm sure you won't be able to spit out even a little water. God, when that's broken, even if I'll probably work for the rest of my life, my money can't still afford this cellphone and this room.

I went out from the bathroom and went straight to my bag to rummage through my clothes. I only wore my loose white t-shirt. I actually cut the arm part of it just to make it comfortable to wear, while the one below me was a short. A black men's shorts that were just up to my knees.

I immediately turned around when I heard my doorbell ring. I went out of the room first while I was still busy drying my men's hair.

"Yes?" I opened it as soon as I opened the door. My eyes landed on the small table he is carrying and there were some things lying there. Maybe this is their food for breakfast?

I would have said that I would take care of it and I would just call the staffs when I finished eating when I noticed that the male waiter was just staring at my chest.

'Shuta? What is he looking at, huh? '

I also looked down at my chest and suddenly my eyes widened when I realized I wasn't wearing a sports bra, sh*t!

"Fuck! I'll take care of it!" I hurriedly entered the food into my room and immediately closed the door.

"Sh*t, shit! It's embarrassing! You're a woman Demetria!" I severely punished myself and immediately searched my bag for a sports bra I could wear.

***

Black mask, black loose hoody jacket, that's what I get up with now. I am just on the stairs of the hotel down to the entrance when I immediately saw the driver outside. I don't think he saw me?

I hurried to the gold statue on the side near the stairs and hid there. It was also timing that he looked at the entrance and the stairs of the hotel and it was as if he was talking to someone because he is speaking while holding his own cellphone.

"Ma'am?"

"Ah—horse!" I immediately complain and touched my chest. "What?" I irritated the male staff here at the hotel while my eyes were still busy looking around.

I plan to travel alone, so I can rome around. All I know is the English language they use here in Milan? Sure. I can speak English so I don't need a chaperone.

"Do you need to go in the comfort room, Ma'am?" my forehead furrowed as I still bent down as if I was about to have pee.

"No, why would you say that?" he looked at me from head to toe, causing my left eyebrow to be still high. This man, is he nuts or what? Why is he looking at me like that?

"'Cause your position is a little bit …" I also think see myself. I just closed my eyes very tightly when I realized in my position that it was as if I was really defecating in Cr so I immediately arranged myself and because maybe I'm a tall woman, our faces were even immediately.

"I don't need to go in the comfort room, Sir." I really emphasized the 'Sir' part and height when I left the hotel. As soon as I came out of the entrance, my driver also turned in my direction. His eyes widened immediately as she pointed at me.

My legs moved automatically and like a rocket ran away from him.

"Ma'am! Where are you going!" I heard the question but I turned the very first corner.

'Sh*t, sh*t! When will that driver get out of my sight!?

***

I stopped running when I am already in the road. I look around because the driver might still be following me until now and it's a good thing he's gone already in my sight, I guess? Wew.

He thought I couldn't stand him, huh? I smiled.

I'm busy looking around the different stores here. I guess almost everything here is pure restaurants and there are very few people I see selling fruit and many kind of stuffs.

"Hey! Ma'am Galvez!" my eyes widened immediately when I looked back, it was the driver again. He is accompanied by two other men now. I no longer hesitated and ran immediately.

"Ma'am!" they said at the same time. I want to wander here in Milan without anyone following me!

"I'm sorry!" I shouted loudly because I bumped into a woman. Oh, where can I hide now? I gasped and stopped as I looked around. Where do I turn? Is it here on the right? Or on the left?

"Ma'am! Wait for us!" f*ck-off! It's up to you, I'm just on the left. I immediately continued to run. I looked behind me and they're still three of them like mad dogs following me behind where I would turn.

"Sh*t!" I curse softly when I hit my foot on a stole of fruits. "I'm sorry!" I apologize again to the sales lady. Before I could leave the seat as an old woman whose eyes were almost as blue as the sea, I heard him shout loudly at me.