His Possession

Chapter Fourteen:

EMILY'S POINT OF VIEW (Still)

I felt my body slow into consciousness, my eyes fluttered open slowly. I winced at the brightness of the room that I was in, my vision blurry from sleeping so well. I rubbed my eyes with my fists and sat up. I found myself wear a pair of shorts, and a large t-shirt that covered them up. When my vision finally returned to normal, I glanced around the room.

I didn't recognize it at all. It wasn't the original room that I had been staying in. I felt the panic rise up in my throat and I began looking around for a clock. I noticed one on the dresser and read the time, it was 1:32PM. Was I really out for that long? What even happened? Who's room is this?

I looked around the room, finding myself in the middle of a large black king sized bed. The sheets were black, and the pillows were a grey colour. I noticed a fireplace directly in front of the bed, which had stacks of wood piled neatly beside it. On top of the fireplace, there was a giant TV mounted on the wall. Beside the fireplace sat a large dresser. No mirror though. There were nightstands on either side of the bed which both had lamps. There was also a chair in front of the fire place, along with a coffee table, which was also black or grey.

The room looked very modern. I was very beautiful, despite the darkness of it. In this room, there were actually two tall windows on either side of the TV. The curtains were pulled back and light flooded the room.

I slowly got off the bed, walking towards the two doors in the far corners of the room. I pulled open the first one to find another gigantic bathroom. It had a soaker tub, and a stand up shower beside it that was enormous. I turned back around and opened the other door, finding yet another walk in closet. It was filled with suits, dress pants, dress shirts, and shoes. Among other things.

"Nice of you to finally wake up." I heard the voice speak behind me.

I whipped around and faced Luca, who had been standing in the middle of the double doors that lead into the hallway. I found myself feeling dizzy and sauntered over to the bed, ignoring his remark.

I wouldn't have slept so long if I wasn't tortured so horribly.

I plopped down and ran my hand through my hair, "Get out of my room." I groaned.

Luca chuckled and closed the doors behind him as he stepped into the room.

"I don't remember the last time I was ordered to leave my own bedroom." My eyes widened and I shot up from the bed. I scampered away from the bed and up against the wall.

"T-this is your room!" I cried out.

I guess it made sense now that I thought about it, since the closet was completely filled with mens clothing and the blackness of it matched his cold heart.

Oh lord knows how many pornos were made on that bed that I slept in. I cringed and flicked my eyes back to him. He grinned ear to ear, seeming to enjoy my distress once again.

"Yes Kitten, this is my room." Luca started. "And that is my shirt that you are wearing." Luca pointed to my chest. I looked down in surprise, feeling embarrassed from this situation.

"You dressed me?" Was all I could say. I was beginning to feel more light headed and I had to steady myself up against the wall for support.

"If you don't recall, you were only in your underwear yesterday, and you were freezing cold." Luca explained as he stepped further into the room.

My eyes flicked over his body. He wore a dark blue dress shirt, black dress pants, and a black suit jacket. His collar didn't have a tie around it, and it was unbuttoned a little bit. I found myself gawking at his appearance. He always dressed in suits or very formal, and I hated to say it, but it was incredibly attractive.