LETHAL

Chapter Five

I woke up, my head still spinning and pounding. "Jesus christ." I put my hand up to my head, sitting up. I noticed that my dress was changed into pyjama shorts and a black t-shirt.

I got up, my head was even heavier now, and that made it hurt even more. I looked around, my eyes adjusting to the surroundings. I was in a bedroom. It was so... elegant.

I explored the room. There were expensive-looking chandeliers. Everything in the room was lined with gold. Real gold.

The more I explored, the more I was shocked. I walked into what I thought was a walk in closet. It was so spacious. It was empty, my red dress and heels were nowhere to be seen. I sighed, since that dress costed a lot of money.

As soon as I walked further into the walk in closet, the automatic lights sensed movement and turned on. Everything lit up, and I was even more amazed. There were mirrors. Giant, elegant mirrors.

There were jewellery holders, and watch holders. I had never experienced this amount of luxury before. Not even in an expensive hotel.

After I was done inspecting the walk in closet that belonged to the elegant room, I walked into the bathroom. Again, it was incredibly spacious. Marble floorings decorated the floor.

The floor shone as soon as I turned on the lights. I noticed a remote hung next to the massive mirror. I tilted my head and I pressed a button on the remote.

The L.E.D lights behind the mirror started changing between different colours. "This is amazing." I whispered to myself, as I checked the cabinets.

The cabinets were filled with toiletries, such as toilet paper, soap, tooth brushes, pads, tampons, period cups, bandaids, e.t.c.

There was a bathtub and a shower. Even the towels looked expensive. There were three bathrobes. There were two letters on all of the bathrobes. I checked, and I was creeped out.

The letters were Z.A. My initials. I felt like this man was obsessed with me. I walked over to the bathtub. I was feeling disgusting, because of the man that was groping me and touching me.

I slipped my clothes off, and my matching bra and underwear. I stared at myself in the mirror. My red hair was starting to get greasy. I changed my mind, and decided I was going to bathe in the expensive shower.

The shower had shampoo, conditioner, and all the other body wash that I needed, to have a calming shower. But then, I realized.

All of the brands were the exact ones I had at home. They were all lined up in the order that they were lined up at home. My face turned from a calming smile to a horrified one. Was this man stalking me?

No, maybe it was just a coincidence... right?

Yes, it was just a coincidence and maybe I was just overthinking all of this from my ugly hangover and from the stress.

I turned the water on, and the water hit my body. I released a sigh of relief. I closed my eyes and wet my hair. I washed my hair and my body.

I was enjoying my shower, when there was a gentle knock on the bedroom door. I turned my head to the direction the door was. Fuck.

"Just a second!..." I yelled, immediately finishing up the shower and I stepped out. I patted myself dry and put my hair up in a towel. I put on the custom bathrobe, and walked to the door.

I sighed, and opened it. It was him.

I noticed he had a different suit on. This one made him look even better.

What am I thinking? Gosh.

"Did you just get out of the shower?" He assumed, walking into my bedroom. Well, I guess it was my bedroom.

He looked over to the bathroom door, and he saw my lingerie. He smirked and sat on a chair, near my bed. "Looks like you need some clothes, hm?" He tilted his head, like he did before. God. Whenever he did that, it did something to me.

I nodded, and walked over, slowly, to my bed, and I sat down. "Well, then Isabella can take you. You might know her." He smirked, and then 'Isabella' walked in.

I turned my head to the door way, and the bartender walked in.

"You!" I gasped, standing up.

"What are you doing here?" I asked, hurriedly.

"Well, I work for him." I saw her smiling at the mafia boss.

"Let's go shopping, babes." She said to me.

"But first, you need to put something on." She said, grabbing my hand and holding it. She ran over to her bedroom, which was right across mine, and she picked something out for me, really quick.

It was a black dress, and I sighed once I saw it.

I was getting tired of wearing dresses. I put it on and to my surprise, it fit me perfectly.

"Now let's go, you hot mess!" She took my hand, more gently this time and ran to the large car standing in the garage. She slowed down once she saw the car.

But I was more focused on the cars. There were over thirty god damn cars.

They all looked like they were just cleaned, and I was in shock again. Just how rich is this guy?!

"Don't worry about those cars, you'll get to drive one soon." Isabella sounded from infront of me, and she opened the car door for me, and I got in.

"What?- What do you mean?" I said, my voice trembling, because I was scared. I was literally kidnapped and I was getting treated like this? I felt like a queen.

"What I'm saying is that you'll own like..- half this amount of cars in a few months." She said, smiling.

Isabella said something in a different language to the driver, and he took off. To the mall, I'm guessing.

I'll own... half this amount of cars?

In a few months?