I buried my face into my pillow as the golden satin curtains flew open to either sides of the wall. I slowly opened my eyes and looked around the room. Having woken up to the soft touch of golden linen sheets against my skin, I felt a strange feeling grow inside of me. Silk draperies hung at the windows, and luxurious carpets covered the floor, when a smooth voice shook me back to reality.
"Good morning, Princess," I heard someone whisper slightly as I shook and crawled back into bed, "you have a big day ahead of you, breakfast's at nine."
"Good morning," I yawned and ran my fingers through my curly hair, "I haven't seen this face in a while."
"You better be thankful that I was the one who woke you up, usually I'll just let Peter open the curtains and that's about it," dad smiled playfully, "you're one lucky girl, aren't you?"
"Yes I am."
"So chop chop," he chuckled and lifted my bed sheets, "you have thirty minutes to get ready."
"Okay," I called out as he shut the door behind him.
"I missed this place," I smiled to myself. It feels good to finally have a break from all the stalker drama. I still can't believe what happened yesterday, it was one of the best nights in my life. Why does this fucked up AD guy have to come and ruin it by stealing our-
I was cut off when my phone started ringing.
"Morning beautiful," a soothing voice rang into my ears, "did I wake you up?"
"Good morning my love," I smiled, "and no you didn't."
"Good, so did you get any messages lately..? or notice anything out of the ordinary?" Michael asked impatiently.
"Actually, things have been pretty normal since I came back here," I replied nervously, "did you?"
"Well, I got our ship back and since then no new messages, not that I know of."
"You found the ship?" I laughed, "where did you find it?"
"Oh you know, just about five minutes from here," he laughs sarcastically.
"Well, no matter how far it was I'm just glad that you're okay and that you'll hopefully be safe at least till tonight," I replied into the phone with a smile on my face.
"Don't worry about me, I'll be perfectly fine. Take care, okay? And call me whenever you want me to come and pick you up."
"I can come by myself, it's not like I have to drive back home," I laughed, "I need to go have breakfast, I'll talk to you later. Take care, I love you."
"I love you too pumpkin," he whispered through the phone.
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I flew the door open and headed towards my closet.
"You must be Princess Hailey." I turned around, putting on a fake polite smile.
"And.. you are?" I asked nervously as he stood carefully eyeing me from head to toe.
"Don't play dumb with me, you know who I am."
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Dancing With The Devil
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