Daezja pov I finally made it down the stairs and into the dining area and was greeted by a dog. Two one small and a German shepherd. Very pretty.. of course I started playing with them .
"So you like dogs?"
I jumped as the tall guy dressed in a suit spoke.
He looked old.
"Yeah alot."
"Well thats good. But Mr.Pryce is waiting for you."
He showed me to the area he was in
"Thank you John."
I looked around at the big dining area where the table was everything was blue gold and white. It was beautiful.
"You like it?"
He pulled me by my waist closer to him making me completely nervous and uncomfortable.
"Yea...um...it's nice."
"Good." He let go and pulled out a chair for me
When I sat down he sat across from me
"So are you allergic to sea food?"
"No sir."
He stopped opening the top of the food.
"Hey look I'm not gonna be hard on you I promise and you don't have to call me sir."
"Ok.."
"And don't be so nervous...I like teasing...i don't want you to be uncomfortable."
"Ok."
"And if you want something...just ask me or any of my workers."
I wanted to go home
But I kept my mouth close on that.
"So you can eat whatever you want."
There was every type of food on the table
-15 minutes later
He had explained the rules a little more. They were alittle looser. Then he told me his dad ran the program of my kidnapping. He didn't really want anything to do with it. But it pays millions and either him or another one of his workers would get the business and the money he wanted.
I scanned the table at the left over food.
"Um-"
I didn't really wanna talk
But he looked at me
"Yes?"
"Nothin..."
"No don't be scared to ask a question...what is it?"
"What is going to happen to all this food?"
"Oh we save leftovers. And after a week they go out. We only have big dinner like this for special occasions holidays and guest. Maybe every two weeks."
This guy is kinda nice but I wanna go home idc how nice or fine he is...I wanna go home.
