The woman had small, round light brown eyes that slanted on their ends. While her hair may be on a mess right now, he can still see her nose that is pointed at a good angle that also shows her perfect Cupid's bow lip. Her lips are prettier than his! He started to feel panicked.
"Who are you?" he managed to say at last. Why are you more beautiful than me?
The woman glared at him and scoffed.
"If you can't find any other reason why I'm here then just shut up and die."
"Yeah, that's true!" he still continued, obviously not caring that the woman in front of her is emitting a murderous aura.
"Why are you in my property? Who told you to come here?" then he gasped.
"What did you do to my baby?" Even the woman is now confused but she didn't let any emotion rattle her composure.
"Are you trying to shift the blame on me for your kidnapping scheme?" His eyes grew wide.
"It's not kidnapping, it's..." before he can even speak, her fist is flying towards his face again.
"Ah! Ah! No! Stop! Stop! Stop! Help!" Help me, my face. The door to the room opened before her punch could land on his face and the elder lady bobbed her head towards them.
The old lady squinted her eyes to focus her sight and surprise seemed to have registered on her face as she put her hand over her mouth in shock.
"Young master." they followed the old lady's trail of sight and felt their heads about to explode with what they saw.
In the middle of the bed, among the white sheets, a red stain smudged the sheet. Horror painted Alon's face. I did not-. He just felt himself getting dizzy before he could even feel the blow on his nape.
Before he closed his eyes, the strange woman is already walking towards the door. His eyes settled on her shorts, sporting the same red stain on the back.
Airi inhaled the sweet scent of the fabric conditioner as she stirred from her deep slumber. She moved to stretch her hands when she suddenly remembered the circumstances before she fell asleep.
Her back stiffened and she slumped her body in a lazy position while staying alert. She's trying to sense if anyone is in the room with her.
After a couple of minutes pretending to be asleep, she slowly opened her eyes and checked her surroundings. It's looks like any ordinary hotel bed and her hands are no longer tied. She still felt a little pain on her lower abdomen but it's tolerable without medication now.
She sat on the bed, trying to compose herself when she heard footsteps coming. When she saw the doorknob twist, she sprung from the bed, her fists at a ready.
The person luckily dodged her first punch but was not lucky enough to avoid the second one. She saw a guy wearing only his trunks, probably coming out of a shower, whining of his punched abdomen.
She tried to interrogate him but he spouted a lot of nonsense that made her even more baffled. When she tried to aim for another punch to get the guy to talked, he bawled like a baby asking for help. What's he's deal?
Before she can even land another punch, the door creaked and showed a worried face of an elderly woman. After trying to recognize their faces, her eyes moved towards the bed and she looked mortified when she saw blood stains on the bed sheet.
Her hand automatically swung towards the guys nape, rendering him unconscious, before she slowly walked towards the old lady to explain.
"I'm sorry Ma'am. It's not what you think." She spoke calmly but the old woman just stared at her.
"It's not our place to say anything about the young master's privacy young miss but if you could just be a little bit gentler to him. After all, she's your friend." she managed to say.
She turned towards the guy. Her friend? Students and clients, she has a lot but friend? More importantly, she doesn't even know the guy.
A sharp pain struck from her lower abdomen again making her reach for it and try to squeeze it. When the old woman looked at her with confused expression, she smiled and explained.
"It's the second day of my period today. Do you happen to have sanitary pads in here?" She regretted what she asked the moment she said those words.
What a stupid question. Does the old lady look like she's still having a period? Airi grimaced, what bad luck.
The old lady entered the room, grabbed a robe and gave it to her. She hurriedly covered herself with the robe and followed the old lady as she walked around the room.
When she saw her stop worriedly at the guy's appearance, she begrudgingly carried him on the bed and covered his body with a towel. What a baby!
The old lady pulled open a cabinet door and showed a wardrobe with all the necessities a woman would need. There are even newly bought undergarment in there that made her cringe. Who bought these?
"When I heard that the young master is bringing a lady friend over, I went to town and got these for you, young miss." The old lady calmly spoke.
Airi pinched her temple and breathed a frustrated sigh.
"He brought the wrong person over Ma'am. I don't even know him. This is all an accident."
"There are no accidents in life." She knowingly smiled. Ugh, she's not getting paired up with that twit.
"You can ask him when he wakes up. This is a big mistake Ma'am. How do I get out of here." She grabbed some decent clothes and change into them.
"The master's yacht comes by once a month to supply us with food. If a typhoon is forecasted, they come here to pick us up for evacuation." Airi massaged her temples while she blew heavy air. She clenched her fists and tried to relax.
One month? She looked out at the clear sky. When is the typhoon coming over here?
She politely thanked the old lady for her assistance and washed her clothes. The young master is still sleeping on the bed so she left him alone and walked outside.
She saw a couple of missed calls registered on her phone. When she tried to return the call, she found out that the reception is too bad, her phone rings for a while then it gets cut off.
When she saw the time, she grimaced. It's almost a day now. She did ask for a vacation anyway. But this is not the kind of vacation she wanted!