The two men, workers in this place maybe, bring her to a room, a black double door. Before she could scanning her surroundings, the two men pushed her into the room, and locked it.
She glared daggers at the door and aggressively punching the air as she imagined the two men expressionless faces, trying to let her anger out. After quite a moment, she stopped and sighed. Now, she trapped here. Without Daniel too.
"Sigh,such bad luck."
Amidst her muttering, she spotted a king sized bed at her right, pushed close to the wall. The white mattress contrast to the black blanket lying on it.
Now she understands why Xavier is like that. Who is not gonna become stress if their bedroom as dark as this??!!
I think I can go crazy living in here. The room looks clean though it is really dark here..
Not surprisingly, there's not much furniture here. Just a small round table with chair near the window, a bedside table, a table for workplace and a closet.Just the basics. There's no personal touch that makes it feels like home.
He looks like someone that's gonna do that.
She walked to the closed curtains, yanked it open as blinding light attack the room. "Uhh.." she squinted her eyes, adjusting to the light.
Why did Xavier betrayed her? Shouldn't he be the one protect her because he's her mate?
Thinking this, her cold face turned into one mix with hurt and sadness.
No matter how much she try, she couldn't hate him. Sigh.
She made her way to the only bed in the room, landing her butt on it.
Since she came here, these blood suckers always push her around, and treat her like a slave. Yeah, maybe she IS a slave here, considering that fucker's word earlier.
But anyway, what did her father do?
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She didn't realise when her eyes slowly fluttering close as a deep slumber drowning her in the comfy darkness, but when she wakes up again, it was because of a certain deep baritone voice waking her up.
She groggily open her eyes and looks at a pair of golden eyes but then instantly regrets her action.
His body is bend down towards her, with face close to hers. His hair is still dampened, with droplets of water seductively ran down his sculpted face to his neck before disappearing beneath his slightly unbuttoned shirt,leaving the rest to the imagination.
All the time, her eyes glued to the water movements, one after another. But then she regain her senses rather quickly before he can notice her gawking.
She inwardly groaned in frustration. How can she hates him if he is like this??!
She glares at him, annoyed before quickly got up from the bed, standing beside it.
A few minutes passed, and he just wasted those time staring quietly at her.
What is he doing? She feels like screaming at him.
Dude, WAKE UP!
She looks at him. Isn't he going to say something? Anything?
Feeling rather uncomfortable with his stare, she averted her gaze, looking at anything but him. Sigh, she actually isn't yet ready to face him after all that happens. The betrayal. That's something she is sensitive with.
The awkward tension at the moment makes her having problem to breath freely. She then finally decides to break it.
"Cough!"
Xavier was cruelly snapped out of his stance but he makes sure those shock did not appear in his eyes.
He coughed once to regain his thoughts, "Take a shower. Then, we'll have lunch." he said curtly.
She nodded simply, and turned her body towards the direction of the bathroom without a second thought. The sound of her footsteps padding against the floor echoed in the big room, as silence followed after the bathroom door was closed.
As soon as she came in, the lingering steam from before greeted her body, causing she to sigh in content.
The bathroom looks modern, with a wide shower space, a glass in between the shower and toilet as divider. With a bathtub at the left, the room is nothing but ordinary.
In this second lifetime, she and Daniel live an ordinary life. They had money, yes, but they did not spend it to buy any luxury house or apartment, but just stay in the ordinary apartment they live now. Thus,safe to say that she is not used to use this kind of luxury head set shower.
But that does not mean she doesn't know how to use it. She is an intelligent woman. And with her previous job as a top killer, she is often enough to meet with wealthy people, and therefore see all the luxury items that they owned.
That being said,a flash of what happened during the dreaded night came in front of her eyes. She now feels shame to call herself a top killer. How can a top killer be abducted with that kind of simple trick? She was careless, yes, but with her brain and experiences, she should be able to escape easily .
No use in regrets. She is here anyway.
With that in mind, she takes off her clothes and stepped in the shower. She adjusted the temperature to her liking, and bathing as usual, taking as much the comfortable feeling as possible because she is sure, nothing is ordinary the moment she stepped out of this door.
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After half an hour in shower, she finally came out with a tracksuit and a plain shirt that she is sure Xavier is the one who prepared it, based on the black colour.
A delicious smell wafted in the air, and her stomach grumbles in response. She fasten her steps, eyes trained on the set of steak with potatoes on the small table that was moved to the center of the room.
A man in his late fifties is setting up the table in silence.After he's done, he bowed respectfully and walked out of the room.
She takes a seat, looking at the food hungrily. She didn't care how she looks at the moment, all is in her eyes is food. It's been quite a few days without eating, and she sure as hell is hungry.
A hand reached the plate contained steak, and pull it further from her, to the opposite side of the table. She looks up, lost, as she saw Xavier calmly took his fork and knife, and began eating.
What? It's not for me?
Notice she is staring, he looks up and gestures to a bowl of plain porridge on the table that she fails to notice, "What are you waiting for? Eat."
He then continue eating.
She took the bowl, brought it close to her as she looks at the inside of the bowl.
What? Porridge?
She looks at Xavier's cold face, calmly eating, and to her bowl of porridge back.
Oh, imma slave now. Yes, of course.
She nodded weakly to herself and started to eat silently. She couldn't help but wonder, what is Daniel eating?
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"Eat."
Following the voice, a bowl of plain porridge was put in front of him roughly, causing the contain to spill a bit.
He tilted his head up with difficulties to look at the woman,before look down back, staring in the space and did not moving. Pain reverberated in his body from the movement, how worse it is when he is actually moving?
The woman grew impatient when Daniel did not take the food and just glanced at her once. She squatted down and gripped his hair, yanked it so that he looks at her.Daniel groaned in pain.
"What? Don't wanna eat?" she asked. Then, she released her hold and stand up.
"Then, don't."
She stomped on the bowl of porridge with her heels, spilling and mixing it with the dirt from beneath her heels.
She then walked out.