CHAPTER THREE THE MAN WITH BLUE EYES
1043 Words
DANIELLA'S POV
I stared coldly at the figure in the mirror. For a moment I wondered who she was. All caked in makeup, she looked like she never had a bad day in her entire life.
These past few days had been frightening and luxurious. The rich man really took good care of us, and gave me nice soaps to bathe with. No one in the house touched or yelled at me.
But these made my fears worsen because I knew that when I returned with the two million, they would take the money and everything would return like it was. I waved my head, pushing away the ill thoughts.
No, not this time. Dad promised that he would get me to school. He has the money and now, he can do it.
Almost immediately, someone knocked on the door, I turned. Tonas came in. He flashed me a smile and all the disgust came back. I quirked my face.
“Don't be like that. We had good times together. I hope you treat him as good as you do me.” I turned to leave the room, he grabbed my arm,I flung it off. He raised his hand on me for the first time.
“Touch me. Come on, I am sure Jay would love to know you scratched the asset.”
He withdrew his hand.
“You are so ungrateful. All of you. I am giving my self away so you can have a happy life and you are still so cruel.” My tears built up. I winked it back and stormed out of the room.
Before I got downstairs, father was already calling that the taxi driver was here.
I kissed him good bye and rushed to the car, boarding it. The taxi man drove straight to the hotel and dropped me off. I went in.
My eyes lit immediately, lights everywhere and people dressed exotically.
So this is the world of the rich. It was so nice. I craved it.
Walking to the counter while I admired the large restaurant. Immediately I got to the counter I showed the lady my paper. She looked at it and looked at me.
She left out a light scoff. That took me aback.
“Is something wrong?” I asked innocently.
“No, nothing at all.” She gave me that distasteful look again before she said.
“Come with me.” she said and I followed
We went up a few stairs to the stopped in front of a room with the numbers boldly written ‘’187’
'Wait, I thought I saw something else on the paper‘ but that invitation was now in that lady's possession and I didn't want to go to her. Her face scared me.
“It's here, go in.” She pushed the door open. I walked in, she shut it. I rushed to the door, pulling on the handle, banging on the door. Fear gripped me, I banged harder.
“Mam! Mam! Mam!”
“Quiet down will you. When your client comes he will open the door.”
I heard the woman say, then she walked away. I took deep breaths. Finding the bed and sitting on it. Waiting for the millionaire.
Minutes turned into hours and midnight was nearing and he had no come. Cooked up in that room, waiting. I was starting to have cold feet and leaving this place slowly made more and more sense to me.
I heard a squeak outside, my heart skipped two beats. I looked at the door for the twentieth time. It didn't open, it was a false alert.
'No, I can't do this. I don't want to’
I rose to find something to drink while I waited. If the client came I would tell him I was not Willing anymore.
There was two bottles of water on the counter by the bar area in the room. I took it and I drank it all. Then I returned to the bed.
Another whole hour passed and no sign of him. My patience was dead now and worse, I was burning up for some reason. My body tingling in a weird way and I found myself taking off the red dress.
I took off the shoes too and when the burning got between my legs, I went naked and rushed the cold shower.
The water rushed over my face, I didn't hear the door unlocked and someone staggered In.
I turned off the shower, wore the robe I saw and returned to the room. That's when I saw him.
He was sitting by the bed, a finished bottle of alcohol on the floor. I held my breath. The shivering creeping up my back.
He looked at me and smiled.
He gestured to me.
“Come.”
I gulped.
My feet moved slowly. He pat on the bed, beside him. I sat down. He gave me a glass of wine.
“I… I don't drink.” I was stuttering badly.
He smirked.
“It's not too heavy,” he said.
I took it, I knew I had no choice. He had turned off the bright lights and left this dim one so I could not see his face. My throat burned when I drank it.
He smiled broadly.
“See it's not bad. It's just a matter of taste and see.”
I didn't think so but I still smiled broadly at him. He gave me a drunken look and started to lean over.
I held my breath, all of a sudden I could not fight him.
He pressed on a Kiss but he didn't pull away, he went deeper and I was lying on the bed before I could even think.
He grabbed the robe and tore it apart. I went naked immediately. My fears returned. I tried to push him away, muttering under my breath.
“I can't do this, I am afraid.” I said, my eyes averted, my body trembling beneath him.
“Then look at me and say… Stop.”
I looked but my gaze met his deep blue eyes.
I opened my mouth but no words came. At that moment, I realized… there is no escape, I am all his tonight.
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