CHAPTER 21 - Sex with the CEO part 4

**EVE**

I gesture with my hands at them asking them to excuse us, but the men only approach by repeating their language that I can’t understand at all.

My God.

I try to get the phone, but snitching remembering that the drug device was discharged, Ana also seems to be stressed when she starts trying to communicate with the two men who look at us with serious expressions.

That’s when I regret not taking Andrew’s advice and returning to the hotel early, but of course, my stubbornness and petulance screamed louder.

I look around us noticing that everyone is staring at us the same way as the cops, I ask people who pass by to understand me, but nobody can.

The highest policeman gestures to the car parked a few meters ago, I frown and quickly deny with my head, we did nothing wrong and will not go anywhere.

“What’s wrong?", I ask in English noting that one of them is approaching, but I walk away a few steps.

They try to communicate again and when they finally realize that we are not understanding at all they turn to walk towards us.

When the hand of one of them touches and tries to pull my arm, I let go and push him back, even full of alcohol I can ration in not accepting to get in that car alone with two men in a different country.

The other opens the car door and beckons in, Ana starts to squirm when the lower policeman holds her and takes her to the car.

The same happens to me that I try to resist, but I stop struggling when he touches the handcuffs attached to his hip belt, before being forced into the car I shout words in English.

“We didn’t do anything wrong, damn it!", I scream sitting next to Ana who also looks stunned.

A woman wearing traditional local clothes knocks on the window of the car and shouts in English:

“They said you’re being arrested!"

I widen my eyes not having the chance to ask anything else since the car starts to walk, I get desperate with Ana who seems to freak out at any time.

The lowest policeman who is in the passenger seat keeps an eye on us at all times, I try to communicate again asking for a cell phone in several languages.

“God damn it! “Ana grumbles laying her head on the bench.

For all the unknown routes they make I’m afraid, but at the end the car parks next to a kind of police station where there are several other uniforms.

“Andrew is going to kill me...", I murmur being pulled out of the car by the policeman who holds my hands behind me.

I look back seeing that the same is happening with Ana who gets out of the car staggering, but the policeman holds her before she has a chance to fall to the ground.

We are taken inside the police station, the two men talk to another who wears formal clothes, which I assume is the local delegate.

My cell phone and my bag are taken from me and after a few bureaucracies, we are taken to a small cell that is inside the police station.

After a time that seems endless the same man in social clothes approaches the big ones with a paper board in his hands.

“Are the ladies Brazilian?", I sigh relieved when he asks in English.

“Yes, why are we here?", I ask noting that our data is on the papers.

“I am Deputy Amir Kumar Al”Rashidi, I know you do not belong to this culture, but you should know that drinking and going out in public visibly drunk is forbidden here...", he explains.

“We did not know and we are sorry for that, it was not our intention to return to the hotel on foot, could you release us now?", Ana asks holding the cage tightly.

“I’m sorry, Miss Rodrigues, but the ladies have been seen intoxicated in pubis, and acting aggressively against my co-workers, and we can not forget the demonstration of affection and propensity to sexual act in public streets...", I frown when the delegate directs the last part to me.

“What are you trying to say with a propensity to sex in public? “I ask confused.

“The penalty for these cases mentioned is considerable for foreigners, so they will have to stay here until we resolve the situation."

“How long?", Ana asks nervous hitting her foot on the floor in a tic.

“We don’t know yet."

“I need to make a call, I have that right. Our comrades are influential here in Dubai and we need to talk to them.", I ask getting up from a dirty stool.

The deputy looks at us for the last time before nodding his head and disappearing through another door back with two policemen who open the cell and let me out first.

I escort them to a closed room where there is a proper police station phone, the door is closed, but Deputy Amir remains with me as I type Andrew’s number with fingers shaking.

“Andrew Delyon, what can I do for you?", he answers the second ring while I take a deep breath before revealing myself.

“Baby, it’s me..."

“Eve! Where are you and why aren’t you answering your damn phone?", angry question.

“I need you, Ana and I are stuck!", I say trying to control the despair of being in that jail.

“You’re drunk and that’s another one of your pranks, I’m at the club, but it’s closed, where are you, Eve?", I hear the sound of footsteps through the call.

“It’s not a joke, I’m stuck, shit!", I exhale my voice apologizing to the deputy who got scared by my outbreak.

The call line is silent for a few minutes and when I think the call fell I shudder listening to Andrew’s grunt and a sound of a car door closing.

“What do you mean you’re in jail, Eve? Fuck!", I hear the car roar.

“I also did not get it right, get me out of here, please...", I ask with a voice wire.

“Which police station?"

I pull the phone away from my ear and ask for the address of the deputy who tells Andrew before handing me the phone again.

“I’m on my way, I loved..."

“Please, the culture of detention here is different, it brings the Gift that is also advocated."

“My God, today is the day that poor infarct, I’ll find a way to get you out of there."

“Thank you, love.", thank you for listening to your tone soften.

“Eve?"

“Yes."

“No matter what you have been doing, when we arrive at the hotel you will regret not having followed my advice...", he promises to make my whole body tremble.

He disconnects the connection, when I go back to the small cell it is Ana’s turn to call Dominique who I am sure will freak out more than all of us together when he finds out where we are.

I keep walking around the small space thinking about the punishment that this will bring me, and if maybe I stay stuck in this place for longer.

I don’t know how much time goes by, but I’m about to go crazy when Ana comes back more relaxed, she sits back on the stool before explaining:

“Dom is a great lawyer and he’s going to get us out of here along with the influence that Andrew has in the country, but he said we were unwise to know anything about it."

“Did he tell you that in that quiet?", I ask with a mocking laugh.

“No, when I told him I was stuck he was eating something and choked the poor guy, said that at any moment I can kill him with a heart attack...", he starts laughing along with me.