"So Eden, we have one rule." Caiden says sitting forward, closer to my face.
"No leaving this premises, there are armed guards all around this place so if you decide to try and leave, they won't hesitate to shoot you. Got it?"
"Yep" maybe the next six months of my life won't be so bad. I will get a chance to live in some sort of peace. Or peace compared to what I'm used to. No father. I'm actually sort of excited.
And once I have lived in peace for a little while, I'll happily die.
"I'll get our maid to show you to your new room, there should be some clothes there."
Caiden and damon both mutter something before leaving me there. Soon an older woman comes over, smiling at me with sweetness. "Hello, sir told me to show you to your room, my name is Amanda." She starts to walk in the direction of a staircase to I follow behind her. "Nice to meet you, I'm Eden."
As soon as we get to the top of the stairs, she leads us down the long corridor and we stop outside of a door. When she opens it I gasp. It's beautiful. There is a massive comfy looking bed, the room is all nude tones. Wow. I run into it and throw myself on the bed forgetting me injuries. But I don't care because its totally worth the pain.
This is the best bed I've ever laid on, considering I've lived on a mattress for god knows how long.
Amanda laughs. "Well sweetheart, there is a bathroom connected to your room from thar door." She points to the door. "Feel free to come find me of you need anything." I smile sitting up to face her.
"Thankyou" Is all I can get out before she closes the bedroom door. What a sweet woman.
I probably need a shower before I go down for tea.
I go to the door that Amanda told me is the bathroom and when I enter it looks beautiful. The shower is the best part. Wow.
I love this. This is luxury.
I strip off and jump straight in the hot shower, I feel so fresh now. The different preasures of water on my body numb my pain. It feels amazing.
I wash my hair and shave with the razor that's in here. Once I'm done, I turn the shower off and step out, wrapping the towel around me. I enter my new bedroom ready to get dressed.
Sugar. I don't have any clothes.
Why do I do this? I should have thought about it before I even got in the shower.
I wrap the towel around myself even tighter preparing to leave my room. I open the door and start walking down the corridor. Maybe I can find some clothes in one of these rooms.
I see a door on the left so I slowly open it, entering and looking around the empty room. I see some drawers so open them and find a massive hoodie and joggers.
"What the fuck-" a deep voice says, I turn around to face a very sexy man. Not only that, but the same man I see nearly everyday at the coffee shop. "I um sorry I hh- ad a s shower. I didn't um have any y clothes-s" I stutter.
I don't think I'm scared of him. I'm just intimated I guess. He's in a towel, full abs and muscles on show. Who wouldn't be nervous.
"It's okay love, I'm not going to get mad." He steps closer to me cautiously. "I- I'm sorry" I step back as he gets closer so he stops his steps. "You're Eden aren't you?" He asks. I nod.
"Why are you so scared of me?"
"I- You're kind of intimating.." I mumble, this time showing a bit more confidence. I know I've been kidnapped but I don't feel like he will hurt me. He can't be as bad as my father. Can he?
"I'm not going to hurt you, get changed into anything you want, I'm gonna find out why you're here."
I nod giving him a thankyou and I start to get changed. As I open the bedroom door, I hear a loud crash and the sound of people arguing.
Something along the lines of "bro we can't help it. It's the job"I'm guessing they are some sort of mafia. I mean I've heard of it but I never believed it. Kidnapping, guns, body guards, mansions. It's got to be a mafia.
I sneak back to my new room and sit on my bed, waiting for the mystery man from the coffee shop to come back.
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