Redemption (Midas x Reader)

• VII •

I'd probably only slept a couple of hours total before I woke, nervous about the day ahead. My anxiety had grown to the point that I felt physically ill, and I wasn't sure if I would be able to keep myself from vomiting. Breakfast was out of the question.

I didn't know what time someone would show up to take me to Midas' office, so I started getting ready just in case. I took a hot shower, and dressed in a pair of loose-fitting boyfriend jeans and a light blue t-shirt, and threw a gray hoodie over the top. After the events of last night, I wanted to be as covered up as possible.

There was a small Keurig in the kitchenette, and I made myself a cup of coffee, hoping I could keep it down. I needed the energy for what I knew would be a taxing day to come.

Oh, you came alright.

I felt myself flush with shame as I remembered for the thousandth time the dirty thoughts that had run through my head, the intensity of the orgasm it had led to.

I had no idea how I was going to look him in the face today. Especially after he had the audacity to come to my room so late, seeing me dressed for bed, practically in my underwear. His attempts to pretend like he didn't notice.

What a fucking pervert.

I also didn't know what to expect once I was in his office. I assumed he was hoping for some information about Shadow, and I was unsure how much help I could be, considering that they tried to keep us in the dark as much as possible.

All I felt was dread. And fear. The same constant fear I'd felt my entire life, because I'd never felt safe.

And if you can't help him, he'll probably just throw you out on your ass.

I was actually learning to like it here. The thought of having to leave and start over terrified me.

There was a knock on the door. It startled me and made me jump, spilling coffee on my hoodie.

Shit.

I sighed, deciding to just take it off, leaving me in my t-shirt as I walked over to open the door. My stomach was in knots.

Standing on the other side of the door was the woman I had spotted in the lobby behind the desk when Maya had led me through there yesterday. Her hair was a darker brown than Maya's, pulled back in a bun. She was wearing a white dress shirt and gray pencil skirt, and heels.

"Hey, I'm here to take you to see Midas, if you're ready. My name's Rook," she said, holding out a hand for me to shake.

I am definitely not ready.

I shook her hand, my stomach doing a flip. "Yeah, ok, let me grab my shoes."

After I put on a pair of tennis shoes, I followed her wordlessly down the hall until we reached the infamous elevator. I was running on autopilot, my brain completely incapable of making small talk. She didn't seem interested anyway, she was definitely more businesslike and less friendly than most of the people I'd met so far.

I'm pretty sure I held my breath for the entirety of the long ride up, anticipating the door to open at any minute for someone else to get on. Thankfully we made it to the top floor alone, and I sighed out a huge breath of relief.

"Well, here we are, his office is that one straight down the hall with the double doors. You can't miss it." She stood in place, and it took me a second to understand that I was meant to walk the rest of the way myself. "Just knock, he's expecting you."

I stepped out slowly and stood there as the elevator doors closed behind me. I began walking slowly, my legs were shaking and it felt like I was moving through molasses, each step heavy and difficult.