Andrea laid on a large comfy bed in a beautiful room that was painted pure white and after being unconscious for a couple of hours, she was starting to regain her consciousness. She slowly opened her eyes but immediately closed them back again as her eyes still weren't not fully adjusted to the lighting in the room. She opened them again and tried to sit up but instantly felt a splitting headache that made it hard to think. Her eyes scanned the room and quickly registered that this wasn't her house, so where was she? How did she get?
Then it all came back, she was kidnapped by that lunatic and his goons. They must have brought her here but where was this place exactly? Must especially, how could she escape from here? She had to return to her family as soon as possible, her father was shot, he needs her help. How was he doing? Were his wounds being taken care of now? The lunatic had left her father there bleeding on the ground and only God knew how he was doing. What about her siblings, they must be scared to death by now. How could people be so heartless.
While her eyes swept across the room, it fell on a woman who was sleeping on the sofa in the corner. She shifted the duvet that covered her aside but immediately covered herself back with it after seeing she was only wearing her underwear and her clothes were no where to be found. She clutched the duvet and cussed.
' That bastard! What the hell did he do to me? Where did he keep her clothes?'
She saw the woman on the sofa stir in her sleep but didn't wake up. Andrea's mind was in chaos, random thoughts running haphazardly around. What did that despicable man do to her? Why was she only on her underwear? Did he rape her? No! It can't be! If he did then she was done for. Andrea couldn't see her clothes anywhere on the floor, she didn't want to stand up and look for them as she was scared that someone would walk through the door at anytime and see her half naked. She didn't want to give them the pleasure of seeing her like this but what should she do now? Was she to try to escape wearing only a bra and panties? Absolutely not! She might have been desperate but definitely not stupid. This was exactly what Jerome wanted her to do, to try to run away in her underwear, so she could humiliate herself. So he could derive pleasure from her defeat. He probably had men in every corner of the house and even standing behind the door, waiting for her to come out half naked. But he could go and lick a naked wire for all she cared. She would gouge his eyes out for taking of her clothes like that. She was so furious right now that she felt like strangling him with her own bare hands.
The eyes of the woman on the sofa shut open and she immediately stood up.
" Your awake! Wait here, I will go tell the boss." The woman said as soon as she saw the person she was supposed to be watching was already awake and looking at her instead.
" No please wait-" Andrea tried to stop the woman but she had already rushed out of the room before Andrea could even finished what she was about to say.
Andrea sat on the bed in silence, awaiting the arrival of the boss. She didn't know if she could face Jerome while practically wearing nothing. She was nervously playing with her fingers, praying that he would never come but then she heard the sound of the door opening and raised her head to see Jerome in his full glory, wearing a black T-shirt and white joggers that made him look even calmer than he already did. He had a smirk on his handsome face as he gazed on the slender figure laying on the bed and seeing her trying to cover up her half naked body with the duvet only amused him even more. His smirk turned into a grin as he stared at her with amusement written all over his face.
" Sleeping beauty finally learnt how to wake up on her own I see" He said with a mocking grin plastered on his face. He was really enjoying the sight in front of him, she was glaring at him but couldn't go anything. He had personally told the maids strip her down to her underwear and had her clothes thrown out so she wouldn't think of standing up not talk more of escaping. From what he got from their last encounter, she was a very prideful person just like her father and she won't do anything to hurt her dignity, so this ways the best ways to tie her down.
" Jerome, you bastard! Where are my clothes? Give them back to me!" She yelled with her chest heaving up and down. She moved the duvet higher above her shoulders to cover her body from his evil eyes making Jerome to tilt his head cutely to one side like he wanted to peek at her body and seeing her in full defense mode only amused him even more.
" Now why on Earth would I do that when you look a thousand times better than you did wearing those old things. I like you better with only your underwear on and would like you even more without them." He said while taking dangerous steps closer to the bed and the amused smile on his face turned sinister. Andrea inched back when she saw him approaching her like a predator coming to devour it's prey. The angry look she had on her face changed into one of fear as she started trembling. She was scared, very scared, this man was crazy and the look he was giving her was unsettling. She wanted to run but to where? And how? Not when he was coming close to her like that.
" Don't come any closer, stay away from!" She wanted to yell but her voice came out trembling, giving away her fear to her mortal enemy.
" Why? Are you afraid I will see something I haven't seen already? If that's the case then you don't have to worry, I've seen every inch of you and more. No need to be shy." He said to push her buttons. Although it wasn't true, he wasn't even there when the maid striped her but he still said he was just to see how angry he could make her, to break her.
" You animal! You're a lunatic! I'm not playing, where are my clothes? Give them back to me now!" She commanded despite the obvious fear she was feeling and Jerome stop advancing forward, making Andrea to momentarily heave a sigh of relief.
" Stand up and I will take you to where they are." He said as a mischievous glint danced in his eyes and her grip on the duvet tightened.
" You are despicable! You shot my father and kidnapped me, you have no right to keep me here!" She yelled again at him.
" Matteo did all those things not me. Did you see me at the alley? Did you see me with the gun that shot your father? No, right? Then why blame me? Matteo was the one who did it all. From hiring a fake taxi driver to shooting your father, it was all Matteo's doing." He defended himself, completely denying all allegations she leveled on him.
" But you gave the order." She argued.
" Yes I did but shooting your father on the leg wasn't part of the plan neither was knocking you out. No, I wanted you to be awake so I would personally see your first reaction after seeing where I brought you but Matteo seemed to make his own changes, Perhaps you troubled him too much that he couldn't stand you anymore. You know he's a heartless person and you can't just go around annoying heartless people if you aren't heartless as well." Again, Jerome didn't say the complete truth but only half of it as he was fond of twisting stories in his favor. It was true that he wanted her to be awake when Matteo delivered her to him and it was also true that Matteo had tweaked his plan. His original plan was to Hire a fake taxi and kidnap Andrea but he also ordered Matteo to shot Marco on the head if he tries to hinder his plan and knowing the man Marco was, he was expecting to hear the news of Marco's death. But indeed Matteo was getting soft, he was merciful towards Marco and Jerome didn't want to tell Andrea this because it would make he look bad and Jerome Montenegro never looks bad. He was too cunning that he didn't have to, he would rather manipulate Andrea by painting Matteo black in front of her than ruin his plans.
He saw her quiet for a while, she was thinking about what he just told her and wickedly smiled in delight.That's was good, she was already listening to him, it meant that it wouldn't be long before he was fully able to control her.
Andrea listened to what Jerome told her, Matteo was more to be blamed for all this but it also didn't mean Jerome was completely innocent either. He was still very much a creature from hell.
" Let me go!" She ordered again and he just shook his head.
" No, why would I do that after all the stress you had me go through just to get you? Do you know how hard it was to hire a fake taxi at such a short notice?" He asked and walked over to bed where she laid. She watched him approached the bed and quickly shifted back away from him. He sat on one side of the bed and used his finger to trace on her body that was covered by the duvet. Andrea shivered as she saw and felt his long finger tracing line s on her covered body but there was something about the way he was looking at her that made her think that he could actually see through the covers or even through her underwear. Another wave of shivers hit her when she saw how lustfully he was staring at her now and God help her or she would be done for. She didn't want this evil creature to force himself on her as she knew she wouldn't be able to fight him off, he looked way stronger than her that it would be close to impossible to win against him.
" What are you doing? Stay away from me! I hate you!" Her voice again came out trembling and shaky, making him to grin even more.
" Yes, you hate me, I will admit that but you also have to agree that the fear you feel for me is greater. You are very scared of me and you can't deny it." He leaned in closer to her and she moved back even more until her back hit the headboard, leaving no where to run anymore. " But fear is good, it's what stops people from doing stupid things like trying to escape when they know they can't." He whispered in a low dark tone that made Andrea feel goosebumps on her neck.
" You are evil." She said, this time not yelling anymore. " Why are you doing this?" Andrea asked while trying to blink away the tears that were forming at the corners of her eye, not wanting to let Jerome see her tears, her pain. She didn't want to give him that satisfaction.
" I'm glad you finally asked. I will tell you but in due time, now what we need to do is establish some ground rules and my first rule states that every time you disobey me there will be a suitable punishment allocated to you. The punishments will be anything I decide it to be and for everytime you are caught trying to escape you would be stripped of a single piece of garment until you are left with none, do I make myself clear?"