ADRIA'S POV
"I hope you like our room", as soon as these words left his mouth I froze at my place. My blood went cold. The memory of him trying to rape me flashed through my mind.
Of course, he would want my body. Why else would a beast like him hold captive a beautiful girl like me? God! why did you create such a beauty like me?
"Umm Satan what's the time?", I asked still not daring to look at him.
"Don't call me that. And it's ten past seven, why?"
"Oh! So that's the reason. Actually, my doctor said I have night deftness. I can't hear properly after seven", I said with a nervous laugh. I heard him chuckle.
"You really have a nice sense of humor Adria. Now come on. Step inside OUR room", he said again giving more importance to the word 'our'.
"See I told you I can't hear properly after seven. You are saying 'my room' and I am hearing 'our room'", my voice was shaky. My dad always said that my sarcasm is going to put me in trouble one day. Why do I think that 'one day' is 'today'. I stumble forward when he pushed me inside the room. I was been pushed until I was standing in the middle of the room.
"I don't really like people being sarcastic keep that in mind while talking to me. And you heard 'our room' because I said 'our room' cause this is 'our room'", every time he would emphasize those two -what now seems deadly- words.
"Now tell me, do you like it?"
"Nah! I don't like the color black and white", I scrunched my nose. "Feels like you will ask me to play chess with you right now", I laughed a bit after completing my sentence and held my hand out asking him to give me a high five.
But my laugh died and my hand fell back at his place after looking at his dead expression.
"I don't really appreciate when people make fun of me or my taste. Guess you have to learn a lot about my likes and dislikes", he mumbled the last part as if talking to himself. Something flashed in his eyes as he said this evil eyes, something that told me he has plans for me and I am damn sure the plans are not in my favor.
"I don't give two flying fucks about your likes or dislikes. I don't like this room and so I am going out", I said and started towards the door. All I wanted was to get out of the room but like you all predicted, Satan pulled me back.
"Don't you fucking dare talk to me like that. Do you want me to teach you to discipline again, Adria?", he asked and my whole body tensed. "By the way, I like this artwork I carved on your back. I won't mind painting all your body in the same way", his fingers were now tracing the marks on my back. I gulped and shook my head.
"Good, now sit here I have to tell you about something", I was been pushed gently so that now I was sitting on the edge of the bed.
Satan grabbed a bean bag and sat opposite to me. Even now he was in his business attire. The only time I saw him dressed casually was when he.... I don't even want to remember that night.
"So Adria. Do you know why you are here?", he asked and I shook my head. "Well, don't worry I will tell you everything in short", I nodded my head this time. Even I wanted to know the reason why he has kept here? Where is my dad? What did he do to make Satan this angry? And most importantly what has he planned for me?
"Your father was my secretary, he provided some confidential information to our rivals. Let's just say that caused me a great loss", my blood instantly boils at his words. My dad can never do such thing. He even apologizes after stealing my chocolates from the refrigerator. He is the most honest man in the world, he won't ever do such thing.
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