Dumbstruck, I had allowed him to pull me over to the foyer. It was teal with white cantilever chairs and a few plants scattered around the place giving a homey vibe.
When I finished exploring the place with my eyes, I met an unfamiliar face that greeted me with a warm smile.
I gazed at the aging woman before me. Were it not for the wrinkles lining her face, I'd think her fifty years old the most. Her frail appearance and gentle expression reminded me of my granny.
"This is Louis." he said, She will be your personal guide and will assist you with your every need. She will make sure you are safe and content." He said as he motioned to the tiny, brunette woman with blue eyes.
I smiled at her and turned to face him once again.
"Could you excuse us for a few?" he dismissed. She nodded and went on her way.
"When I get back, you will be accompanying me to a party. Louis will give you the details pertaining to the event."
Turning around, he walked out the door and opened the vehicle's door.
With his back facing me, I asked him a question. "And where will you be before then?"
"Around, call me if you need me." he replied vaguely. And with that, he got into the SUV and drove off.
As he left, Louis quickly darted into the room with an apologetic look on her face. She locked the door after him.
"I know what he has done to you and I apologize for his behavior, on my behalf. He shouldn't have done this to you."
"It isn't your fault, it's his and I have accepted his decision." I muttered bitterly.
"You know, I don't agree with his methods of doing things but I have to support him."
I scoffed, "Everyone has choices."
You know, he is not all that bad." she chuckled and sat down.
"Well, from what I've experienced I can't say the same. I don't appreciate being kidnapped and forced to marry his ass, and I especially don't appreciate waking up in another country without being informed that I am going to that country in the first place!" I snapped.
My thoughts wandered. Why wouldn't he just let me go! I am clearly not interested in what he has to offer, though the only thing he has going on for him at this point was his looks. And I especially did not want his money.
"Speaking of which, how did he manage to take me to another country without me having a passport?" I interrogated.
"Louis?"
"Hm..."
"How did he manage to get me out of the country without a passport?" I repeated the question.
"He as a private airstrip. As far as I know, that is how you got here."
"Oh and why did he go through so much trouble just to have me? There are many other girls in the world, prettier even, so why me?"
"Now that is a question that I do not have the answer to." she mumbled. "You'd have to ask him about that to yourself."
Oh, I will alright. Definitely will...