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CHAPTER 8.

Dianna's P.O.V

( NOTE: This chapter is not suitable for sensitive or under-age people. Rape and Violence scenes ahead. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. )

A strong fruity smell hits my nostrils and a groan- which sounds like a moan- left my mouth. I smiled at the thought of a new day. A blessing day.

My hands dip on the mattress which was soft more than necessary. I furrowed, my bed never feel this comfortable.

I snapped my eyes open but the view was the same. Pitch Dark.

I sat holding my head and yawned. What was the time? I put my feet on the floor but it hits me hard. The silk of the carpet caressed my barefoot instead cold wooden floor. I jumped back on the bed like I had an encounter with a lion.

I swallowed, trying to get to the point where I was. Morning unexpected visit from my landlord. Being homeless. A voice. Calling my name. I searched for my bag. My bag? Where it is? And then what happened after that? Huh? That creepy man.

A sudden chills run down my spine. He just forcefully took me here. Here? I don't know where exactly.

Then I choked my saliva.

He was trying to kill me.

He was choking me to death.

My breaths started to get higher and higher. His growls and grip around my throat.

My fingers touched the place he was pouring all his strength.

A hiss left my mouth. It hurts. I knew, my throat was brutally blue with bruises. It was hurting to even swallow.

I heard a cracking and odd sound. I curled myself into a ball, bringing my legs close to my chest and my chin on my knees.

" You're up. Miss. Dianna. " I heard a soft female voice, along with approaching steps. A relief rolled over my face but it vanished when the lady said. " It's good. You're already awake. Mr. Adnan is on his way back. He asked me to take care of you but you were sleeping the whole day. " I turned pale, two thoughts crossed my mind. One, I wasn't sleeping he choked me nearly to death. Second. It wasn't morning. Let's add another thought, third. He was coming back.

" You need to freshen up. He doesn't like messy things and it includes humans too. " I was going to ask for help but she sounds like a faithful servant but I could give a check.

" I'm not here as a guest. Lady, I'm....I'm kidnapped. " Should I consider it? Yes! He brings me here without my concern. " He...kidnapped me. " I held my tears back, I could feel the gaze on my throat. I knew it was brutally red or blue because there was a long pause. I didn't break the stick of hope.

" I'm afraid I can't help you, Miss. Dianna. " But those words indeed broke the remaining hope. My dull face didn't change her mind as she said, plainly. "Let's go. Let me show you around before Mr. Adnan's arrival so you measure everything and walk around comfortably. " The lady said as if I was going to stay here longer than my expectations.

" Can I call someone? I need..." I was cut off by her polite tone but refused.

" I'm afraid I can't let you do something that Mr. Adnan didn't mention. He asked me to tell you where you're allowed and where you're not and tell you the rules to live here. That's it. " I choked my saliva hearing the live word. " Now, get up. Young lady. " I pushed myself off of the bed and stood up. Disappointment and helplessness were written on my face, I bet.

" Left side to yours. It's a bathroom and next to this, it's changing room. " I nodded taking cautious steps when interrupted by her. " Careful. There is a table and couch on your way. " My hands were still up in the air, to detect anything that comes on my way. " Just a bit, your left side... Yeah! Ahead. " I noticed she didn't come close to me but led me to the bathroom. Before I could shut the door I heard her say behind me. "You're not allowed to lock the door. It's strictly ordered by Mr. Adnan..." I shut it close in her face.