chapter 6 : Pre - game

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Mia's POV

The seemingly endless corridors are barren ,void of any life. This is such a contrast to the norm ... everyone must be either in their rooms or already in the infamous parlor.

The sound of my shoes softly padding on the white and gold swirls that make up the tiling are the only sound audible to my ears. That and the sound of my shallow breathing ,I think I might be lost.

Is it me , or is the planning of the house change every few seconds?

I smile in relief as I near the stair case landing -the light at the end of the tunnel.

As I near the end of the floor, I bump into Dawn , she's my savior, my angel. I'm pretty sure I had no idea as to where I was going , let alone how I was getting there.

She must have noticed my state of distress because all she does is giggle then nod in the direction she was headed .We walk in silence for a while as she types furiously on her phone. "Mia ,where's Nate?" Dawn asks as we reach the top of another stair case.

I desperately need to work on my cardio.  All these stairs will be the death of me .

Wait. Why don't we just take the elevator ?

"He'll be here shortly ,I believe. " I can't help the somewhat slightly bitchy smirk that sunk onto my mouth at the though of what I have in mind for my dear Nathan and the look on his face when I left him in the room.

"Mia?" I roll my eyes and let out a little giggle. Dawns pace slows a fraction as she eyes me in suspension, I wrap my hands around one of her forearms and  try to pull her down the stairs ,a few steps down the way she stops me in my tracks as she sits down ,effectively rooting herself to the ground.

"Him and I are playing a bit of a game. He just doesn't know it yet." I explain.

The doors to the parlor are enormous. I look at Dawn in amazement. The large Cherry wood doors mock me with their enormity , daring me to try them.

How the hell are we going to open this?

"The doors are motorized, Mia. Don't be so dense." She stalks off to a pad on the door and places her palm on what I can only assume is some type of scanner. After two loud beeps from the colossal Cherry wood doors they begin to slide apart .

"Welcome to the parlor. "She winks before gliding to the other side. I'm left staring in amazement at the room. It must take up an entire wing of the mansion.

"Well don't just stand there." Damien and Nathan stand by my sides, ushering me into the so called parlor.

Damien is dressed in a rather elegant charcoal suit with a scarlet shirt and matching grey tie. His still wet hair starting to form loose ringlets as it dries , his skin looks abnormally pale...

Is he wearing make up ?

Nathan must have noticed my shameless staring at Damien ,he wraps his arm around my waist.

Oh no ,it doesn't work like that buddy. I give him the classic Mia eye roll and wiggle out of his hold on me.

He's dressed in a similar suit ,to Damien's. His is a much darker shade of grey. His dress shirt is a different red , matching the frills on my skirt.

We argue in silence. He squints his eyes at my outburst of attitude. I shrug and walk away into the parlor. I'm floored when i catch a glimpse of Eclipse.

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