I got up from the floor where I was still sobbing and went inside the room. Lucy gasped when she saw the wounds on my left hand. She took hold of my hand and examined it. She went inside the bathroom and brought the medical kit and applied the medicine on my bruised arm and cleaned the cut, making me wince in pain and applied a band aid over it.
After she was done she hugged me and left for me to get ready. I took a shower and went inside the closet to change my dress. I decided to wear a long sleeved floral dress to hide my bruised arms. It was just not my day. The day started with Mr. Knights yelling and abusing me for a reason that I didn’t even had any idea and to top of that Mr. Brad is also going to give us a visit. I wonder why he wanted to meet us all of a sudden.
This father and son…
It’s already 10 AM and I think Mr. Brad will be here anytime soon.
As I went downstairs I saw him sitting on the couch typing something on his phone.
I heard the doorbell and knew Mr. Brad had arrived. Lucy went to get the door when Mr. Knights shoved his phone back to his pocket. When he got up, I got nervous not wanting to be near him after what happened in the morning unknowingly I took two to three steps back.
Mr. Brad came to the living room and he greeted his son with a nod then he came towards me. I smiled and hugged him sideways.
“How are you dear?” he asked warmly.
“I’m fine, Mr. Brad,” I replied, smiling.
“Dear, how many times I would have to say that call me Dad, not Mr. Brad.” He almost pouted.
“Okay, I’m fine, Dad,” I replied again.
He smiled and took a seat opposite to us for which I had to seat with Mr. Knights.
I was very nervous. My heart was beating furiously.
What if he doesn’t like me sitting with him and he snaps at me?
I cautiously sat beside Mr. Knights, who was still not looking at me.
“So how is everything going?” asked Mr. Brad.
“What do you want, Dad?” asked Mr. Knights more like snapped.
Mr. Knights rolled his eyes and said, “Always straight to the point. ”
“Anyways, I’m here to give you guys a lovely surprise,” chirped Mr. Brad.“There is this very important event which I’m going to host in Paris, so you both, I mean the newly wedded couple, ought to be present there. ”
I saw Mr. Knights clenching his jaw but masked it with a perfect smile.
“Of course, we would love to come,” said Mr. Knights too sweetly.
I gulped inaudibly. I knew Mr. Knights was up to something.
I just nodded at Mr. Brad and smiled.
“And what is this event about?” asked Mr. Knights.
“Oh, this event is for a cancer trust. So you both have to be present in this event as you are my son and daughter-in-law and this event is very important for our family in order to maintain our family reputation,” said Mr. Brad. The event will be held at the end of this week, so you both better get ready for it… Oh, and the most important part”—Mr. Brad clapped his hands and stood up—“after the function guess what I have planned for you two?” he asked , looking dreamingly at us.
I gave him a questioning look.
“You are going for your honeymoon,” he declared, making us both stand up in shock.“I hope everything is fine between you two,” he said while we walked him to his car.
“Yes, everything is fine,” I said, trying my best to lie before him.
“Hmm, I hope Xavier is taking good care of you?” he questioned, and I nodded, smiling at him.
“Dear, I know sometimes my son is too much but, dear, I can assure you he is not a bad guy. He is just lost and needs help to be found. My son is really kind in his heart so, please promise me you will understand and act maturely when such situation comes where you have to take decisions,” he said, his eyes showing mixture of emotions. “My son is my only hope for the future of my business and for me you are my hope who will guide my son and take care of him,” he said, his voice breaking down in the last part.
But why did you pull me into all this even after knowing my problems?
Is this how business man deal with their own family?
Why Mr. Brad just why? What do you exactly want from me?
He took a deep breath and composed himself and looked down smiling at me.“I know I’m being selfish asking so much from you, but what can I do? He is my son after all. My only heir. ”
“No, you are not being selfish,” I said, looking up and forced a smile.
“I understand parents wish only the best for their children, and so are you. It’s completely fine. I promise you I will take care of him no matter what. I won’t let you down. You have helped my family and even there is so many questions that is going inside my mind I think for the time being I will stay quiet for I have a debt to pay” I said truthfully.
“I knew it. I have chosen the best for my son,” he muttered to himself but I heard it. A small smile appeared on my face hearing his words.
“God bless you child and remember I’m always there for you so if need any help just give me a call,” he said and I nodded.
“And tell that stubborn kid to reach Paris on time for the event. It’s really important for me and I want both of you there before time. Take care child. ”
I stood there for some minutes, watching his car drive by the driveway. I sighed, feeling little sad, and whispered to myself, “If only I could tell you the truth, but I guess you already have an idea about it,” I looked down at my bruised hand.
After he left, I quickly came back to my room. Mr. Knights had seemed to be angrier by this because I could hear things crashing and him shouting from the other room.
After that he had left the mansion and it’s already midnight but he still hasn’t returned back.
Sitting on the sofa in my room, I looked up to the sky from my window.
I am not feeling sleepy because Mr. Brad’s surprise was really a great shock for us, especially for me.
I could see the rustling of leaves in the trees from my window. The moon seemed to be glowing more brightly. The silence of my room and the environment calmed me.
How am I going to survive this marriage?
God help me.
It’s been four days since Mr. Brad showed up with an unpleasant honeymoon planning surprise. Mr. Knights seemed to calm down a bit. He seriously have a great anger issue. He usually comes late at night, did his dinner, then he directly go back to his room or kept himself busy in his study room.
I think I’m alive because we never crossed each other’s path in this mansion.
A tap on my shoulder snapped me out of my thoughts and I looked behind to find Lucy giving me a worried look. I gave her a questioning look of my own when she said “Are you alright sweetie?”
“Yes?” My answer was more like a question.
“Sweetie, I have been asking you about something from last five minutes and you just kept on humming in response and stirring the soup, which has already started to thicken.”
Realizing hit me and I quickly added water to the already thickened soup and switched off the stove keeping it aside.
“What’s wrong, sweetie?,” she asked me, giving me a worried look.
I smiled.“Oh, its nothing. I was just thinking about Dad, Em, and my brothers. ”
She nodded and she seems to buy it, because she said, “I understand, sweetie.”
Currently, I am preparing dinner while Lucy is cleaning in the kitchen. I have been cooking in this house since a month and Lucy said I was a great cook. I loved cooking. I even cooked sometimes in Dad’s restaurant and every day in Em’s apartment.
I wonder how Em is managing without me.
I looked at Lucy to see her rotating the switch of the blender with an annoyed expression.
“Oh, dear, I think this blender finally gave up,,” she said, scowling at the blender.
I grabbed the blender from her and asked Lucy to bring me a screwdriver. She gave me a confused look but did as she was told. I checked the outer part of the blender then started to open its body using the screwdriver. Finally, I got the problem. It was the drive stud. I tightened it and re-checked its fuse. Then I put everything back to its place and plugged in its plug to the switch board.
The blender began to work perfectly.
I looked at Lucy to find her jaws dropped to the floor. I gave her an amused look and went to prepare my food, humming a song.
I think she didn’t believe me when I told her that I fixed somebody’s car that day.
I smiled and carried on dicing the veggies.
When the dinner was done, I helped Lucy in placing the plates in the dining room.
At first I used to wait for Mr. Knights to come and join me for dinner but I soon stopped doing so when One day he threw everything from the table and went inside his room yelling “Stop irritating me, can’t you just leave me the hell alone? I’m sick of you. ”
From that day I had stopped waiting for him. I just wanted to have a quite dinner with him, but I don’t know why he sees everything like I’m doing all this to get something from him.
In my entire life nobody talked to me with such rudeness. I never did anything which would hurt people but at the end I don’t know why Mr. Knights wants to hurt me so badly.
I did my dinner silently and of course lonely and went inside my room.
It’s past midnight when I heard the main door open.
I guess it’s Mr. Knights.
I heard something crash, which made me jolt up in my bed. Then I heard him yelling.
I wore my cardigan and cautiously went outside. I saw Mr. Knights sitting in dinner table and he was murmuring something. I went little closer to hear what he was saying because something seemed off. He was behaving oddly. Then he yelled, making me jump on my feet.
“Lucy, where is the damn food? I’m hungry,” he shouted then hiccupped, making me realize he was drunk.
Oh, God no...
Lucy went away to her staff quarters to sleep. Generally she would wait for Mr. Knights, but today she was little unwell so I send her literally forced her to go back to her room. I found out that the workers in this mansion were living in their staff quarters, which was at the backside of this mansion.
Mr. Knights began to make his body sway to and forth shouting, “Give me food. Give me food.” He began to sing, “Lucy give me fooooood. ”
Oh, God, what should I do?
I nervously went inside the kitchen and microwaved the food. Then very slowly and cautiously I went near Mr. Knights, whose head was down on the table. I served his food very fast and I was just about to turn when he held my hand, making my heart come to my throat.
“Wait, don’t go! Stay here, Lucy. I don’t want to eat alone,” he said still not sobering up.
Oh, God, he thinks me as Lucy?
Perhaps it is good if I don’t let him know that I’m his wife because as soon as he knows this, he might throw everything on me.
I closed my mouth and turned my back to him so that he doesn’t find out it’s me, not Lucy. I stood their silently while he started eating.
“Mmm, Lucy, the food is really delicious,” he moaned, making my cheeks to heat up.
After he was done, he slowly stood up from his chair and began to go back to his room, swaying to and forth. I kept watching silently when he suddenly stumbled in his feet and was ready to fell down, making me breath hitch. I put my hands on my chest in relief when he held the railing of the stairs to support him.
“Uggh, my head hurts,” he groaned in frustration.
I nervously walked to him and while my heart was beating faster than it already was. I got hold of his hand and took it around my shoulders to support his body on mine.
I just put my hand inside the lion’s mouth.
I helped him on the stairs while both of us swayed to and forth, I was very nervous. I kept on hiding my face using my hair as a shield, I have never experienced supporting a well built drunk man.
Mr. Knights was very heavy but finally with great difficulties we reached his room. I stopped on my tracks making Mr. Knights to lean on me sideways. Last time I came to his room. I saw him making out with a red haired woman.
Mr. Knights started to murmur something in my ear which I didn’t quite understand.
Taking a deep breath I supported him with my one hand and turned the door knob to open. His room was a mess. Everything was out of its place, clothes were thrown on the floor. The bed was undone. It is the first time I came to his room. But still the room was very big compared to my room and everything in the room seemed very expensive. The lights of the room were dimmed and the bed sheets were of black.
I guess Mr. Knights likes the color black and the darkness of this room perfectly explains his personality.
I carefully took hold of Mr. Knights hand and my intensions were to make him sleep on his bed. But he fell down on his bed pulling me with him. I fell on top of him.
When my eyes were widened, his eyes were closed. My cheeks started to heat up and I tried to get up only to be pulled back by him. He was holding me on top of him by my waist. I had to take several deep and long breaths to calm myself down. I looked at his face to see a frown on his forehead. His beautiful face had facial hairs which made him more and attractive and I could see eye bags forming under his eyes probably due to lack of sleep.
Cautiously I touched his frown with my fingers to smoothen it and gently unwrapped his hands around my waist and finally with great difficulties I stood up. I helped him with his shoes and socks then I pulled the duvets over him and made his head comfortable under the pillow.
While going I looked back at him for the last time because it was my first and probably the last polite and civil interaction with Mr. Knights.
A small smile appeared on my lips and I switched off the lights in his room and gently closed the door behind me.
I made my way back to my room and slept on my bed thinking what a day it was.
I was busy packing my stuffs in my Samsonite when there was a knock at my room’s door. I thought it may be Lucy so I went to get the door. When I tried to open the door, it didn’t open like someone was pulling it from outside.
“Lucy?,” I asked confused on why she isn’t opening the door.
But I was soon greeted with a muscular throat clearing voice.
I remained silent and waited for him to speak. He cleared his throat again and I thought I heard him curse under his breath. Then he spoke “Uh it’s me...Lucy hasn’t come to work today and I wanted to say that pack your bags, we will be leaving in an hour and yeah for the event pack something white and black because it is the theme of the event”
I heard footsteps fading away so I guess he left. I opened the door and perked outside to find no one there.
I packed as he told and got ready wearing a white sleeved shirt and black jeans. The bruises in my arms are still there and I don’t people to see it so wearing a dress with sleeves is appropriate for me. I decided to leave my hair down and I chose to wear a black stiletto, which perfectly matched with my attire.
I got my back and went downstairs to find the chauffeur waiting for us. He took my luggage from me want towards the limousine.
Lucy came to meet me this morning to wish me a wonderful journey. She told me that she was going back to her family because her husband was sick. I was convinced with her plan to go back to Italy because family support is really needed at the time of sickness.
I made my way towards the limo and said a quiet “Thank you” to the chauffeur who was holding the car door for me. He smiled and bowed his head. I want inside the limousine only to be hit hard with the familiar manly and strong scent. I saw Mr. Knights sitting at the farther most away from in the limo as usually typing on his laptop.
The limo began to move and I sighed averting my gaze towards the window. Soon we reached the airport and then only I knew we were going to use one of his private plane to Paris.
Of course, rich people.
Our luggage was taken by the chauffeur to the plane and I saw two stewardesses were standing outside the plane with smiling and bowing to greet us. I just gave them a small smile in return.
Mr. Knights was leading the way and I was trailing like a lost puppy after him. When we were inside the plane a good looking man greeted us shaking hands with Mr. Knights and taking my hands and kissing it making me blush.
“Hello sir, ma’am, I’m Vitaly Pimenov and I’m your pilot for today.” He smiled showing his perfectly whitened teeth. From his accent I could tell he was a Russian. He gestured us to take our seats inside the cabin.
It was really a luxurious plane. Never in my life had I flied using a private and that to all luxurious jet. Everything inside the jet was so sophisticated. There was a row of sofas beside the windows and seeing a door I could guess there was a bedroom too.
I took my seat beside the window and relaxed. I saw Mr. Knights going inside that room which I think is the bedroom.
Soon the flight took off and I relaxed thinking about Paris. I always wanted to visit Paris. I’m really excited and happy. I hoped this visit would bring some change in my life.
I sighed and decided to take a nap.
I was woken up by someone calling me. I looked up to see the stewardesses smiling at me.“Ma’am, its already three hours since we took off, would you like to eat something?”
She went away to bring the food while I sat up and fixed my dress and checked the time.
I slept for three hours?
She came back with the food and she served me the food along with the wine glass and I left.
I ate my food silently and enjoyed the wine, savoring its taste in every gulp.
When I was done, she came back and took my plates away with her.
It’s been Four hours and there is no sign of Mr. Knights. I wonder what he is doing?
I got off from my seats to use the washroom. I went directly into a room and I found the Stewardesses eating her food. She looked up at me and stood up.
“Can I help you on something ma’am?” she asked smiling professionally.
“Oh, yeah sorry for my interference, but where is the washroom? ”
“Oh, no problem ma’am, it’s on your left”
I nodded and went to the washroom. After I was done I washed my hands and got out from the washroom only to be crashed by a wall who got hands and who held me from falling.
I looked up to find its Vitaly the pilot.
“Sorry ma’am, are you alright?” he asked in his Russian accent.
“Yeah, I’m fine,” I said and stepped away from his hold.
I went back to my seat and looked out of the window only to find clouds, clouds, and clouds.
Still more four hours to go and I’m already bored.
I decided to chat with the stewardesses. So I made my way to them. She was sitting on her seat alone and was gazing out of the window but soon noticed my presence and got up from her seat but before she could say anything to me, extending my hand I said: “Hi I’m Angela Knights. ”
She looked confused but nevertheless accepted my hand and said, “I’m Valerie Arthos,”
We chatted for what seems like an hour and came to know about a lot about each other.
After seven hours and forty-six minutes we finally reached Paris Airport. Finally Mr. Knights came out of his room and took a seat away from me.
When the plane landed he got off from his plane and went towards the exit. I knew he would never bother to ask me so, I just followed him. I saw Valerie on my way to outside and smiled and said my good byes to her to which she replied with waving her hand and mouthing me “Goodbye” like a school kid.
She sure had a bubbly personality.
There was already a limo waiting for us.
Our luggage were already taken by the chauffeur and soon we were on our way to the hotel.
Everything was so fancy about Paris. I totally loved this place. When we reached the hotel we were directly escorted to our suites. It was a big and very expensive suite which consisted of two bedrooms, a living room a big balcony attached to every bedroom and a small kitchen.
My luggage were kept inside the bedroom by the hotel staff and I knew Mr. Knights luggage were kept in the other room due to his strict instructions.
I made my way towards my room to see a king sized bed placed in the middle of the room and I went inside the bathroom to find a Jacuzzi.
Oh, God its heaven.
I took a long and relaxing bath in the Jacuzzi and slept on the bed to get rid of my Jet lag.
While I was trying to sleep, two things kept on disturbing my mind.
The event function which was tomorrow and Mr. Knight’s planning for our honeymoon.
I woke up to hear the doorbell ring. I got up from my bed and looked at the clock to see its nine a. m.
I slept so long?
I went to get the door. While going I heard the sounds of shower running from the other room. I guess Mr. Knights is taking his shower. I looked through the peephole to find Mr. Brad.
I fixed my dress and hair and open the door wide open for him to come in.
“Hello, good morning sorry to keep you waiting,” I greeted him.
“Good morning dear, it’s okay” he replied and smiled. I escorted him to the living room and he took his seat on the sofa. Then he looked around and raised an eyebrow and asked “Where is Xavier?”
“He is taking a shower,” I replied faking a smile.
“Oh, okay, by the way I came here to inform that you must reach the event by 7 pm sharp. I want to introduce you both to my friends and business associates”
“And yeah there is a car waiting for you outside right now so if you want you can go for shopping” he said giving me a card.
I took the card from him and gave him a confused look.
“Dear, show this card to the shop owner and your chosen dress will not be charged and don’t worry, he said looking at my denying expression this card is given to every VIP guests who are coming to the party and choose something that has black and white color in it because I guess Xavier might have already told you that it is the theme of the event”
I smiled and nodded.
Then we began to talk about some other things when we heard the door of Mr. Knights room clicked.
I told an ‘Excuse Me’ and went inside my room. I heard Mr. Knights and Dad talking then I heard the front door close.
I guess Mr. Brad left.
Though I have brought a dress for the event, but I think I should get a new one which will be more appropriate for the event.
I went inside the bathroom and did my business then took a quick shower and wore the bathrobe and came out of the bathroom. I wore a black sleeved shirt gown and my black stilettos. I applied mascara to my eye lashes and applied pink lip gloss. I brushed my hair down and took my matching black handbag and of course the card which Mr. Knights gave me and made my way to the living room.
I saw Mr. Knights sitting in the balcony, sipping his coffee and working on his laptop. So I guessed I will be going alone for the shopping. I made my silently out of my room and towards the elevator.
I pressed on the ground button and waited the doors of the elevator to close when a hand stopped it. I saw a blonde man wearing a white suit and expensive watch and shoes step in the elevator. I could feel his gaze on me throughout the elevator ride which creeped me out. From my peripheral vision I saw him moving towards me I was ready to scream when thanks to God the door pinged open signaling that we reached the floor.
I ran out of the door and towards the lobby. I made my way towards the exit of the hotel and as dad said, there was a car waiting for me.
I hoped in the car and the driver started driving the car. I guess he knows where we were going.
The car came to a halt before a beautiful boutique. I went inside the Boutique and towards the manager’s desk. There was a lady in her mid-thirties dressed like a manger. She looked up to me and gave me a smile and stood up.“Welcome to Pearl Boutique, how can I help you Ma’am?”
I gave her the card which Dad gave me and she took it, raising a perfectly shaped eyebrow.
“Oh, Mrs. Knights, dress for the event?,” she asked .
I nodded and she escorted to me pick out a gown for me. After trying two to three dresses I finally got the perfect dress for the evening. It was a long sleeved maxi dress with black colored in the middle my middle part of my body and white in the side of my body.
I came out of the trial room to hear gasps from the boutique workers and also the manager.
“Oh, you look lovely in this dress, Ma’am,” the manager chirped.“Your curves perfectly give a contrast to the dress”
I blushed and said, “Thank you. ”
I bought that dress and didn’t but any heels because my height was enough for the dress.
I asked the driver to take me some cafe as I skipped breakfast in the morning. The driver took me to a cafe named “Cafe de Paris. ”
A lady greeted me saying “Bonjour.”
I too replied back and ordered a coffee and some cookies. I took my time in eating those delicious cookies. The coffee was amazing too.
I decided to take a tour a little because I still had plenty of time left for the event. So I went to see the Eiffel Tower. I have heard that it looks more beautiful in night. I saw many couples under the tower. No wonder it is called the place for lovers.
After roaming everywhere and buying some gifts for Lucy, Em, Dustin and everyone I know, I came back to the hotel. I opened the door of my suite using the extra card which I had got while going out of the room and found Mr. Knights watching TV sitting silently in the living room. I closed the door little loudly so that he could know my presence. I went inside my room and kept the bags on the floor and plopped on the bed.
It was the time for the event and me and Mr. Knights were sitting in the limo of course, away from each other. When we reached the Venue our Windows were began to tap by the Paparazzi. Our body guards began to push them to a side so that we could come out.
Mr. Knights went out of the limo and held the door for me to come out. He then held my hand and began to make his way away from the wild paparazzi who clicked on clicking pictures of us.
When we reached the inside of the hall he left my hand and made his way to a table. I followed him and sat on the table beside him. Soon the function began and I could see Dad hosting the event. I looked around to see everyone wearing black and white dress to support the theme of the event.
The event was for the cancer People.VIP people had to donate money to the cancer trust in order to save the people.
The event was a success and I could see many people donating money for the trust. But I could see the real reason behind the donation. Some were donating to show their VIP status and some were trying to show themselves as the kind one. Very few people donated due to humanity.
After the function dad approached us and began to introduce us to his friends and business associates. But one particular man grabbed my attention. It was the same blonde haired man back from the elevator who creeped me out. He was wearing a black tuxedo with white tie which shows that he was here for the event. He was wearing a costly Watch and was sipping the red wine from the glass which he was holding in his right hand showing his expensive watch. I found out that his name John Winters and he was one of Dad’s business associates.
When I was introduced to him, he took hold of my hand and kissed it making me shiver in a very bad way. But I think he got the wrong idea because seeing me tremble he smirked winking at me.
I quickly withdrew my hand away from his hold and gave him a disgusted look. Standing near him suffocated me and the he was looking at my body like he was undressing me in his mind.
I wanted to get away from that creepy man. So I excused myself and went near the bar to have something to drink. I ordered myself a glass of water and began to drink when I felt a presence beside me.
I looked up to see that same creepy blonde man.
Perhaps my decision to leave from there was wrong; I should have stuck around with Mr. Knights or Dad.
He smiled more like gave me his smirk and sat down without my permission to my left side of the table.
What a Man with etiquette.
“What a lovely and beautiful lady like you sitting alone in here” he asked faking me with his fake charm.
“I was just waiting for Dad and my husband to come Mr. Winters,” I said stressing on my husband.
He cringed at the word husband but masked it with a fake smile and said “Oh, I see, and please call me John” he said and tried to hold my hand but I took my hands away from him to which he shook his head and gave me his smirk and went away.
I huffed out my breath feeling relieved that he went away.
I got up from my place and decided to search for dad. I went near the door of the dining hall when a hand muffed my mouth and took hold of my waist dragging me towards a dark room.
I began to shout but my shouts came out in a muffled way because of his hand and perhaps I knew who was dragging me.
I began to struggle and wiggle out of his hold but it was no use. He dragged me inside the room and threw me making me stumble on my feet, making me fell down. I cried in pain when my left leg twisted oddly.
The man closed the door behind him and turned around.
He began to advance me slowly like a predator to its prey.
I swallowed hard and cried looking at him with wide eyes.
“So beautiful, what curves you have. Oh, God, I can’t control,” he groaned.
“What are you doing, leave me, I’m married,” I shouted.
He made a tsk tsk sound and advanced me. I started to crawl backwards using my elbows.
“Married really? What a Lame excuse” he sneered “when I saw you this morning alone and in that black dress I wanted to take you right there in that elevator but then you ran away but see, I again got a chance”
“Looks like the nature also wants us to meet” he said smirking.
“And when I saw your husband and your relationship with him I knew from your awkward silence around each other that he isn’t satisfying you with your needs else you won’t have gone alone for the tour this morning”
Oh, God he stalked me today? What a disgusting Man.
“I haven’t seen any girl as beautiful as you and I know you also want me as I want you” he said like a psychopath and jumped on me pinning my hands down to over my head.
Struggling and pushing against him I yelled on top of my lungs for help but gasped in shock when the bastard began to kiss and suck my neck forcefully.
Tears began to stream down my face and I was just near in losing my hopes when a shiny vase kept on the floor distracted me.
Quickly composing my thoughts I reached for it and kneed him on his shin which caused him to yelp in pain but as soon as his grip on me loosed I took the opportunity and hit him hard on his head. He cried in pain and held his head and taking it as the chance I pushed him using my one hand and quickly got up but he took hold of dress from my shoulder and tried pull me down again… letting my dress ripped open from my shoulder.
I screamed and hit him hard with the vase making him whimper in pain and while he rolled on the ground cursing and wincing, I took this opportunity to free myself. Hurrying to the locked door I looked back once again towards the pathetic guy to ensure myself that he wasn’t following; unlocked the door and ran across the corridor still feeling my heart about to explode because of fear.
Thanks to God nobody was there to see me in that ripped dress.
I took a cab and went back to the hotel. Reaching the hotel, I saw my chauffeur standing outside to whom I called and asked to pay the cab.
It was already very late at night so, few people were present in the lobby.
I went towards the elevator and pushed my suites’ floor button. When the door pinged open I ran towards my suite and opened the door using the card and closed it behind me making sure to lock it and then hurried to my room. Locking the door, I went inside the bathroom.