Looking out of the window, I wondered how long it has been since I was out in the light.
From here, the view outside looks beautiful. The blue sky, the clouds look like small marshmallows, a big city below. I could see some of the buildings from here. It felt like I was on some kind of tower that gave a beautiful view of the city. I was told about it, but it didn't matter. Because I'm never going out there. Sometimes, I consider my situation as a Rapunzel stuck in her tower, but then I'm not beautiful as her and I don't have long hair (they are long but, not THAT long). And then, unlike her, I chose to be trapped.
It's not an awful tower, it has everything I need. A living room, which is kind of useless as no one uses it, and I might add that it is a luxurious useless living area with hardwood floors, white coaches and white walls, with floor to ceiling window at one side. The showpieces screamed money. I was afraid even to touch them. A snow castle, that's what it always felt like. And there's my bedroom with the same floor-to-ceiling window as in my living room with a circular bed and soft fluffy mattress that makes me feel like I'm sleeping on a cloud, a mosquito net spread over it, a black wooden table, an office chair and a plasma TV. I have my laptop that I work on. It's the only thing that matters. It helps me to live in this beautiful cage and to know about the world outside. It also helps me to continue my obsession with romance novels. Yes, I'm a hopeless idiot. There is something about that cliché stuff that makes me worry less about my messed up life. Always have.
Miss Adeline or Mrs. Adeline (I don't know) came and broke me away from my thoughts.
"Sir is asking for you, Miss Alayna."
What? Why? Why would he call me now? We usually have dinner together in the evening. But It's too early to have dinner. Because It's afternoon.
"Do you know why?" I asked in a throaty voice which was due to keeping my mouth shut since morning.
She ignored my throaty voice and replied: "I don't know, Miss Alayna."
Strange, Should I be scared? We have never met at this time. "I'll be there in 5 minutes."
She nodded and left me alone. Now, I have to get ready. Sigh.
I was in pink PJs and my hairs were in a messy bun. I didn't care how I looked in my area and I didn't want to get ready but when meeting Mr. Arrogant, I needed confidence and getting ready gave me that.
I went to my bedroom, opened my walk-in closet and stood there. I had to make the most difficult decision of my life now.
What to wear?
Did I mention that Mr. Arrogant, who was sometimes generous, had given me a closet which is the size of a small room full of pretty clothes? Well, he did. And that always led me to this difficult question. It made me wonder where all the money came from. I do have a few ideas... But why count the seed when you can eat the fruit. I decided to go with dark blue jeans and a simple black T-shirt, simple but elegant.
Then I went to the luxurious bathroom which was larger than my bedroom at home. It consists of a huge tub in the middle, which could also be called a mini-swimming pool and on the left corner there was a shower head with a glass door. The sink was also very stylish. The whole bathroom was a glamorous golden with white ceramics.
Aren't I, a lucky girl?
As I stood in front of the sink to wash my face, I saw my reflection in the mirror. I had simple dark eyes with brown curly long hair which touched my mid-back. I had full lips and high cheekbones and a few emerging pimples. Hate those creatures. While washing my face I realized I had another difficult question:
What does Mr. Arrogant want?
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Out of The Cage
Romance"You shouldn't have been there." He says. His voice cold. "But I was. It can't be changed". She said boldly. "I can't take the risk of letting anyone know." "What are you going to do about it?". She challenged. She knew she was playing with fire but...
