Sheryl climb up the stair with the man in front of her. She frown, she has already being here and lived there for a moment so they here no need to have someone bringing her to her room except if Liam don't want her to be alone just for a second and the thought displease her. If she always has people following her, how was she going to escape?
He left after opening the door letting her in, he closed the door behind her. To her surprise the room didn't change to it slightest, it was just like she left it a month ago. The room were spacious with a king size bed by the corner and large glass window letting in natural light. A small tea place arrange in the middle of the room, her bookshelf with her favorite book was still there by the corner.
If it was another day and another place, she would has being looking at it with her eye wide open, and would be roaming around in excitement. It was the room of her dream with a big closet and bathroom but knowing to whom all this belong brush off her excitement.
She fell on the bed, she was so tired, driving from their hide to the house took her hours, and all she want is too slept now. She was exhausted, mentally and physically. When she wake up it was already dark. The room where dark, only the moon light lighten the room. She get off the bed and went to the bathroom to fresh up. Minutes later she got out with a pink towel grab around her chest and another on her head.
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"Miss, master is waiting for you down for dinner" a woman voice was heard behind the door. Sheryl had locked her room earlier.
"I don't want to" she said.
"Master said if you don't get down he would come" Sheryl sighed, left with no choice she accepted. She got to the closet and change in a simple yellow gown. She looked around and found none of her belongs she came with.
'He must have taken it that bastard' she cursed while getting dress. She finished in the closet and sat on the vanity table. She let out a long sigh seeing in which state were her hair. She washed them earlier and they have return to their natural form, curly. She cried out before taking the brush to comb it. She love her black curly hair but when she has to comb it, she hated it.
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Liam impatiently tap the table with his fingers. It has being thirty minute now that the maid informed him that she was coming but she still didn't arrive? Food were getting cold. Has was thinking of going to check on her when he heard footsteps coming in his way. His mouth open at the sight of Sheryl, he couldn't believe such a human being existed. She had no makeup on and was dressed simply with a fluid yellow gown but he couldn't help but stare at her. She had her hair tied up in a ponytail and her gown made it visible her cleavage and her glowing brown skin. He could never be tired of looking at her.
He clear his throat and deviate his eye before she notice he was staring at her.
Sheryl silently took her seat the where opposite to him, he wasn't sitting at his usual sit at the head of the table, instead he sat in a way they could face each other. She notice he was looking at her but she ignored it. She knew she was beautiful and the effect she had on men, for her it wasn't a big deal. She silently serve herself and start to eat even though she had no appetite to.
"What took you so long" he broke the silent.
"I was getting ready" she didn't want to talk to him but she chose to answer.
'Getting ready? Was she dressing up for me?' the though delighted him. Imagining Sheryl stressing to look beautiful for him, what else can he ask for? A small smile crack on his face.
"My hair took me more time than I thought" she added, taking a bite of her food.
Liam heart fell, his smile fade. The joy he once felt were gone.
'What was I even thinking?' he scolded himself. He knew very well that she hate him and want nothing to do with him. Why would she try to impress him?
Silence once again reigned in the room
"Where are my thing?" she asked. Not only her clothes were absent but her phone and computer as well. All her block note, book and document. Nothing she came with where present in her room.
"Destroy" he answered.
"What do you mean by destroy?" she asked, she hope it wasn't what she was thinking about.
"Like you heard. Do you think I'm foolish to let all that with you? I made an error once and I won't repeat myself. You won't escape from here" he knows she doesn't wants to be with him. May be it was egoist of him, selfish but he can't let go of her. If she was able to love him once, he could still make her fall in love with him again. And for that she need to stay by his side, if he let her go he know he won't see her again
"Who gave you the right to touch my thing!!" she jet out of the chair slapping the table with her both hands.
"My house, my rule" she clench her fist, her nose flare. If eyes could kill Liam was death. She had precious information in her computer. And people contact in her phone.
"New ones would be provide to you" he wipe his mouth and look up at her. Hate, anger, was what he could read in those pair of brown eyes staring at him. When would they look at me with love like they used to do? He wondered.
"Fine!!" she said before leaving. What else where left for her to say, like he said, it was his house, and she had no power. She slap her door close and fell on her bed. What was she going to do now, she lost all her contact. She didn't know all of them off head and it was the most important one that she forgot. She rolled to face the ceiling, her back laying on the bed.
"What am I doing now?" she mumbled. She was lost. She has to think of an escape plan and as soon as possible because she doesn't for how long she was going to support living under the same roof as Liam.
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"Miss!!" the voice of the lady of yesterday was once again heard behind the closed door. Her constant knocking and calling out her name makes the sleeping Sheryl wakes up from her sleep. She lazily open her eye and looked around, finding no one she closed it back.
"Miss" the lady shouted again making Sheryl frown with her eyes still close.
"What!!" she said irritated. She barely slept last night. She spend the whole night thinking of a solution out of the abyss she was in, she doesn't even know when she felt asleep but what was for sure was she lack it.
"Breakfast is ready, master is waiting for you" she answer and remain quiet waiting for her replied but she heard nothing before she called her again.
"Miss…"
"I'm not hungry, tell your master to eat by himself" she huffed. They were waking her up so early in the morning just to entertain that monster? He can get angry if she cares. With that in thought she felt into a deep sleep no more hearing the constant calling of the lady.
On the other side of the door, the white skinned young lady frown, irritated, Leila became tired of calling without receiving any replied. With a frown she huffed and turned around to leave.
'Who does she think she is to treat master in such a way? He is so caring to her and giving it all to her. He could even give her the moon if it was what she desired but that bitch can't see it and treat him like nothing' she cursed as she climb door the stairs. She hated Sheryl so much, she wondered what Liam was seeing in her, she could be a better lover and give him all the due respect that he deserved! Instead of this bitch whom who care less if he died.
She wasn't the only one boring resentment in their hate for Sheryl, everyone was displeased by the way she treated their boss more than her character who was equally horrible. Sheryl wasn't that love in Liam house. The people working for him all wondered what he could see in her beside her beauty. She was beautiful they couldn't deny it but apart from that was else was in her? She was an arrogant bitch taking everyone from the top. She treat them as if they were all beneath her even though they weren't that different except for the fact the Liam favor her.
Liam was getting impatient from waiting, just like last night he was sitting on the dining table waiting for her and getting all impatient. Just like last night he heard foots step coming his way but unlike yesterday to his disappointment it wasn't Sheryl coming to him. The smile who threaten to show at the thought of her disappeared in a flash.
"Where is she" he asked, he didn't even let her come closer to him.
Leila stop and gulped, the gaze given to her by her boss wasn't pleasant to the eyes.
"She said she wasn't hungry and asked you not to wait for her" she didn't dare to look up at him, it was head down that she answered.
"Not hungry my foot' he thought clenching his fist resting on the table.
'She barely ate something last night and now she wasn't hungry? A glutton like her? Impossible! She just doesn't want to see me!' As those thought ran in his mind instead of getting angry sadness took over him.
"She doesn't want to see me" he mumbled. A mockery smile cracked on his.
'What was I even expecting?' he jet out of his seat and left without taking a bit of the food.