The Chains: Temptations

24 - Rules to the Game

Also a PSA! I will be changing "Madelyn's"(the FMC)  into the name into "Mara". Simply because I don't like the name Madelyn anymore and it doesn't fit the story. And to note that the previous chapters have been altered, so RIP Mads x

MARA

Hot abundance of steaming water gushes out the shower head like teardrops flowing down my cheeks on a bad day.
The hot water drapes all over my body, hitting and running down my curves that light stretch marks and scars rest.

They're faded but they're like that for a reason. To not to be forgotten.
I surely cannot forget the things I have tolerated in my past and I cannot let it slap me in the face again.

I can't let Nico walk over me, nobody can.
Today I'm putting my foot down. To anyone.

It's been four days that I've been avoiding him like he has. I mean it definitely wasn't difficult or anything, the diablo is never home anyway. Which gives me more time to myself and to explore the house.

The house is that big that I'm not even done exploring every room.

I know it's not my business and Nico would definitely not like it if I were to explore this heck of house or pry into his business, but there's a reason why it's so big, because it has places waiting for it to discovered.

I don't even know what the man does for a living, really. A quick Google search kind of did the trick but there were certain words that I can't grab the concepts of.

I hop out of the shower with a towel draped around my body, tightly fitted like it was going to burst open.

I hook my fingers around the shiny sliver door handle ready to go the the closet to pick out an outfit from my pile of clothes that look out of place by them being too little for the closets in this house.

Just as the door creaks opens, without a delay I recoil and flinched at the same time combined that my towel almost tears off my body when I see a dark figure looming in my bedroom, sitting on my bed.

"Ah. Just the person I was looking for." Looking for? I had locked my bedroom door before doing my business. I always did since coming to stay here. I could never do it before without a door. It feels like a privilege that I need to take an advantage of.

I thought I was going to have a nice peaceful morning without any disruptions. It may not be nice but I want Nico to keep avoiding me like I've been. When Rico sits, legs crossed and a cigarette in between his fingers you'll know that Nico isn't far.

Just my luck.

Before I say anything I release a sigh and close my lids. "Is everything okay?" He looks straight at me with his cold hazel eyes. How are haze eyes cold? They're suppose to be warm and all sunshine. But Rico's just have thunder and lightning in them.

"No, everything is not fine. Nico wants to have a talk with you." I puts the cigarette in his mouth and releases a puff.

Mara, What did you do now? I absolutely despise him. Ugh.

"Get dressed Mara..." He stops himself then continues, "Or I can stay and help you get dressed." Rico finishes with a slimy smirk.

"Why would you help me get dressed?" He stands tall, walks over to me, and I remind myself that I'm still in my towel that could fall off any second now.