I was afraid to touch anything or even go out of this room. I felt safe in the room as long as I was alone. I was still in the bathrobe that I had worn after the shower.
Feeling weird, I started looking around the room. this whole room was bigger than the whole flat I lived in. . Finally after a whole 15 minutes, I came to find the wardroom door that was attached to the bathroom and had a wide mirror across the front wall.
I opened one of the many cabinets and gasped with surprise. There were a whole lot of clothes that I preferred wearing, except the fact they seemed far more classy and expensive than what I would wear normally.
Everything looked amazing. There were thousands of dresses, casual wear, and also undergarments. It looked as if the clothes were put up specifically for someone.
I stared at the closet for a good 5 minutes before deciding on what to wear from all these clothes.
Having no other option, I changed into some denim black jeans and a blue shirt. It surprised me how these clothes fitted so well as if they were custom made for me.
I walked out switching out all the lights of the wardroom and made my way to the magnifying dresser that was placed in front of the bed.
I tied my long hazelnut hair into a messy bun and went back to reading a book from one of the shelves I had found earlier today.
It was more like a little library in the corner of the room. Something I always imagined to own when I became stable enough on my own. I loved reading and did own myself around 10 books which I read so much that I had almost memorized them by now. I wondered who this room belonged to. I mean it was perfect. It was in a manner I always wanted my room to be.
The room I was kept in was beautifully organized. To be honest it looked as if it were designed for me personally taking into account the smallest details.
It had all the necessary stuff that I always liked to have around me. Especially the little library in it took all my tensions away.
I was happy that I at least had some sort of distraction from reality. I was lost in my thoughts when suddenly there was a knock on the door.
I abruptly stood from the chair I sat on while reading and walked carefully to the door to open it. There in front of me stood a lady almost in her early thirties. She seemed sweet and from her clothes, it appeared as if she was a maid here.
"Yes??" I questioned confused.
"Dear, I'm extremely sorry if I disturbed you but Sir Albert has requested of your presence downstairs for dinner in half an hour," she said looking down, bowed, and left after passing on the message that this Sir of her had asked.
I stood there looking at the blank space and had no idea of what to do. Well, whoever this guy was he sure was a wealthy one.
No idea why a guy like him would kidnap a girl like me. It wasn't making sense... none of it.
My father never gave me any of the amounts that he earned from his work deals. All I could spend on myself was the money I earned from working at the cafe myself. So my expenditure was limited to my very important needs.
The owner of this house seemed to be well dedicated to his work. I mean it was obvious he made a huge amount of money.
How?
Well, I had no idea about that. I walked back to the dresser and tied my hair in a proper ponytail and walked out closing the door behind me.
I looked around and could see the hall big and clear. I mean I was definite to lose track of time and even myself when looking for the dining room. This place was bigger than the palace.
Not that I have been to one but seen them in movies and pictures, but this place was beautiful and three times bigger than my own house.
I started walking down the wide stairs that had red carpet spread all across them. It was the first time I had actually walked out of my room so...
Adventure time...
You can do it, Anna...
Let's go...
Straightening myself on last time, I walked down the stairs and tried finding my way to the dining room, where I had to be in at least half an hour.
No wonder he asked her to tell me that long. I walked past many rooms and closed doors. There were like a million rooms in just this place. I had no idea how big this house was.
I kept walking until I heard voices in one particular direction. Smiling inward at my victory, I walked in knocking on the door, and found some men and women settled at the dining table. The knocking got their attention towards me.
I froze once again to meet the same eyes that I very well knew who they belonged to. We kept staring at each other which felt like an hour or so. Realizing what I was doing I averted my gaze and looked down at the tiles.
"Who is she Albert??" asked a girl almost looking my age.
I looked up to see people staring at me as if I were some kind of prey and they were ready to attack me anytime.
The girl looked at me with disgust in her eyes. She sure was not happy to see me. I mean I know I am not some kind of model but I have always been pretty confident of my body and looks. But today no wonder why I felt embarrassed,
I felt disgraced. All the people sitting here kept staring to their heart's content and it made me uneasy.
I just wanted to run back to my room and hide from all those looking at me as if I did something unpleasant.
"Yeah you never told you had someone around", said another man eyeing me head to toe with a smirk on his face.
I looked down immediately and stepped back feeling insecure about myself. I was never used to so much attention and never even liked being a part of big crowds it made me uncomfortable.
I looked up once again to meet the same blue eyes that I had lost many times by now. Knowing that he was the Boss here made my heart skip a beat.
I mean he kidnapped me and here he was asking me to have dinner with these people who looked like they would kill me anytime soon. I knew Albert was staring without any hesitation.
He cleared his throat and everybody turned to face him. I let out a sigh of relief which I had been holding for a very long time and moved even further far from the room.
The Greek God ... I mean Albert stood from his place and walked to where I was standing by the door frame, stuck to my place with super glue.
He came close and stood in front of me towering over me due to his what looked like almost a 6"0 and my 5"5, I looked like a little girl in front of him. He smiled looking at me, a smile that seemed genuine. He walked a step closer and I looked down immediately ignoring the tingling feeling I had every time he was close. He was making it even more awkward than it already was.
Why would you come up to me when everyone is already been asking about me. Sit in your goddamn place and tell them that you kidnapped me!
*Move back please....please...*
I shut my eyes close tightly enough to avoid any further discomfort.
"You look gorgeous," he whispered and stood beside me resting his arm on my lower back.
It felt like a spark of heat jolted past my body due to his touch. My cheeks heated at his comment and I dared not look him in the eyes again.
It was nothing special, I was just not used to compliments. His grip tightened on my waist making me look at him from the corner of my eye I could see he was smiling facing all the other people in the room.
I seem to have forgotten about them, but as soon realization hit me I stiffened in his arm. He might have sensed it because after that he cleared his throat one more time to gain everybody's attention towards us.
The next thing that he said came to me as the biggest shock of my life. I looked at him to see that the now smiling face had turned into an evil smirk.
"Everybody I would like you all to meet... Annabelle... My wife"