Bad Blood

Bad Blood 3

After he disappeared, I found a chance to escape. Not that I don't enjoy his company, but damn, I need to get back to my family. I didn't even ate the rest of my breakfast and immediately stood up. I'm not familiar with Italy but I'm determine to risk everything just to get back to my family and to my life. 

I peeked around to see if there was somebody guarding me but found no one but the maids who were too busy cleaning and chatting. I smirked and walked slowly and quietly towards the door; I was smiling the whole time, about to taste my sweet victory but a voice stopped me. "Where are you going, miss?" 

I stopped and bit my lower lip. Of course, I should already expect these kind of things to happen. I turned around and saw a man wearing all black and probably was a professional wrestler due to how large his body was. "Err," I started, looking somewhere else so I could think of an alibi since his gaze was scaring the hell out of me. "I was about to check if Jack was still here, I forgot to ask his account number." 

He seemed to believe my excuse and lessened the intensity of accuse apparent in his gaze. "You don't have to know his account number, Mr. Drago's known in the entire Europe. We are enough proof that you're associated with Mr. Drago which is all you're going to need." He clarified and I slowly nodded my head--still trying to absorb what he said and how powerful Jack must be. I mean, the entire Europe is familiar of his existence? God, the only people that knows I exist is my family, relatives, and friends. "Oh," I finally mustered. "Okay then, I'm just going to shower and then go. Did Jack told you that I'm going outside to buy essential things?" 

He nodded politely; his body was so stiff that I think that his mouth and head are the only ones that can be moved. "Yes, we shall wait for you here while the rest of the team guard the room." 

I raised an eyebrow, annoyed at the situation. I don't need someone following my every move. I'm just going to bathe, no need for someone to guard me while doing that. "I think that's inappropriate--" I trailed, giving him the signal to state his name. 

"Johnson, ma'am." 

"Okay, Johnson. I don't think that's appropriate since I'm just going to take a bath." I explained, leaning my hands on my hips and shifting my weight from my left foot to my right. 

"Mr. Drago firmly stated his orders, and we're not going to interfere, we're just going to guard the door. You have to understand that Mr. Drago is doing this not because he don't trust you, but his job is dangerous that might also cause harm to you, and he doesn't want that to happen." My heart softened at that, so Jack is protecting me. I was flattered but at the same time, my curiosity heightened. If his job is dangerous, I sure hope he's just fine. I mean, Jack seems a good man after all and I have no right to hate him. He has been nothing but good to me last night and today; his job being dangerous doesn't scare me that much anymore because I know that what he is doing must surely have a reason.

But I hope he tells me what his job is soon enough, because if he doesn't, my curiosity might be the one to kill me in the end. "Okay, I understand." I said, giving him a languid smile. "If you don't mind I'll take that shower I was saying five minutes ago." Then I turned around and ran upstairs, I was about to run directly towards the bathroom but stopped when I saw a telephone near his closet.

My heart pounded loudly in my chest. This could now be the time for me to contact the police or my family. I ran towards the telephone and grabbed it to put it on my ear, but was disappointed when I heard that there was no dial tone. I sighed and turned around to make my way towards the bathroom once again. Of course, I should have expected him to cut the telephone lines.

When I was finished bathing, I finally saw the dress that he was telling me about. Let me tell you that it was so beautiful. It is made of the finest material and was designed elegantly, I just hope that it will fit. I put it in, careful to make sure that it is still in shape since it's not mine. I sighed in relief when it fitted me perfectly and hugged my body pretty well.