Sold To a Mafia King

First supper at my new home...

"Come" he holds the door open for me. We walk down the stairs, the house is very quiet you'd hear a pin drop. We enter the dining room, there are about 20 people wearing black suits, they all look so buffy must be the guards Bova was talking about earlier. They are sitting around a big table with white tablecloth and plates with food. People are ready to dig in but they are waiting for someone. Maybe they are waiting for me. This is great, I take the closest empty chair but the guy sitting next to me points the chair next to Ayanda. I move to that seat, he's typing on his phone. I wonder what's so interesting. He has changed, he's also wearing a black jean and vest that shows off his muscles.

"I saw the room, it's beautiful thank you so much, it means a lot," I tell Ayanda.

He freezes for a moment then he nods. I wonder why he nods a lot.

I see everyone eating. I'm too hungry I dig in and when I raise my eyes everyone is staring at me. 

This is strange are they seeing a female person for the first time?

I'm done and everyone else is still eating except for Ayanda, he's busy typing. I'm not full. I eat a lot, my dad always complained about that when I’m the one who buys food.

"If you won't eat again, can I have your food?" I whisper. I'm very loud but I don't know why people are so quiet. He nods and pushes his plate towards me still typing on his phone. 

Who the hell is he texting all day?

I thank him and eat when I'm done I stand up and I start tidying up. I’m a bit of a neat freak. I always clean after myself. I wish I could say my parents taught me that. I can't remember what they taught me. All eyes on me. 

"Why is everyone looking at me like that? I'm tidying up not stealing the plates. Some of us know that we have to tidy up unlike you lazy asses" I tell them leaving the room. I return to find Ayanda laughing. 

"Eeh guys where is the kitchen?" I ask them, but before they can tell me an old and short woman in a grey and white maid uniform appears out of nowhere to help me with the plates.

"You don't have to do that. We will take the dishes" she tells me.

"No, I can't expect you to cook and wash the dishes for me. I'll help" I tell her. And for the first time, Ayanda is looking at me, not his phone. She directs me to the kitchen. Okay if I said my room is beautiful it's because I didn't see the state of the art kitchen. All white wall units with gold handles, a long island, biggest fridge I've ever seen, dishwasher and microwave. This house is very elegant I hope I get to see the rest of it tomorrow. I put the plates by the sink and I return to the dining room to take more plates, there's no one. After taking everything I tell the maid to go sleep I'll wash the dishes, she doesn't want to even when I tell her that I'm not here to steal her job she won't leave until Ayanda tells her to. She quickly rushes out of the room. I look for the dishwashing liquid I find it in the cupboard under the sink, I can’t use the dishwasher and I doubt Ayanda knows how it works. I wash the dishes for 30 minutes after I finish everything I tidy up and go to my new room.

Finally, it is time to sleep but I can’t, all the events that took place today come rushing into my mind and I can’t push them at the back of my head any longer. My heart feels heavy but you know what I’m done crying over something I have no control over I tell myself. And now I feel like I didn’t fight enough to stay. I feel guilty. Forty minutes later I’m still tossing and turning, I’m tired but I can’t sleep, these thoughts are going to keep awake all night. How am I going to tell my boss that I won't be coming to work when I don't even have a phone, I was mugged a week ago after I got a call informing me that I got the job. I’ve been using my mom's phone for emails even though she complained endlessly but she's the one who borrowed the money I was going to buy a phone with. I always dreamed of being independent you know the kind of woman who changes her own car tire but because of my parents the dreams I worked so hard to achieve are just thrown away just like that, now I have to depend on Ayanda even for the smallest things like my underwear and live in this beautiful jail. I don't think I'll ever forgive my parents. Finally, I can't keep my eyes open, I look at the clock on the wall it's 23:57.