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12 - Room-arrest

FRANCIS'S POV

'Trust, trust, trust; all I want to do is earn your trust.'

Bullshit! I put my trust in her by letting her roam freely in my home, not locking all the windows but then she goes and tried to jump out of a window just to escape. How foolish was she? I didn't want to feel sympathy for her, for anyone, but she had an effect on me that no one else has ever held.

I walked down the empty, illuminated hallway and went into the hospital ward that I had prepared for her. Picking up one of the needles that were needed for her transition. I had ordered it ever since I laid my eyes on her.

When I looked into her eyes and saw that she wasn't selfish, and money-filled like other people, I knew I wanted to give her whatever she desired, everything that she deserved. She was beautiful inside and out, her blonde hair perfectly falling down her face and onto her shoulders, piercing blue eyes and a small body structure, though some of that would be changed soon.

But I can't do it too soon, I need her to warm up to this place, to the people, to me. I know it will take time for her to accept me as her 'friend', but I just wish that I could just take her and make her mine now.

I'll keep her locked up so that she'll learn her lesson, although, when I locked her up today I stood at the door for a few minutes until she was quiet and all I could hear was faint breaths, but when I went inside later she was just sitting in her bed, sleeping. And right then, she looked so peaceful, and I just wanted to pour my heart out there. I nearly started, but before I could I heard her eyelashes flutter against her cheeks. I instantly stopped, cursing under my breath when I heard her heartbeat.

I knew she was awake, and I lifted my hands off the bed and one of the strands of her beautiful strands of hair rolled onto her face, so I carefully tucked it behind her ear. And she barely moved a bit. Her act would've been believable if I couldn't hear her heart racing in her chest.

As I walked off, I heard her release a breath and I smiled walking out the door, knowing that my plan will start soon.

But I just hope she'll also open up to me soon.

VALENTINA'S POV

I flinched awake as I heard a rough knock at the door.

It was morning and the sun streamed into my room.

My eyes opened in a flash, and I covered myself with the covers on the bed, just as someone opened the door.

I let out a small yelp as I saw that it was a man making me even more agitated. By the looks of it, he was the one that had stabbed Alex. Xavier, I think his name was.

And that's when I saw that he had a plate of food in his hand.
Oh great. Now, I'm on room arrest.

"Hi, I'm Xavier, but I guess you already knew that-"

I grunt and lay back down, turning away from him, and making him let out a sorrowful sigh.

"Boss said that you need to eat," he said in a soft voice, as I heard him set down the plate on the bedside table.

"Well tell 'Boss' he can deal with me starving himself, not a bunch of his-" I start to protest as I rolled around to come eye to eye with the same eyes I saw that used to be dressed in black, the one I had felt I'd seen too much.

"Stalkers." I finish and he let out a weak smile, making me scowl further.

"Get. Out." I demand and I could tell he wanted to listen to me, but he couldn't say no to Francis.