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"I'm trapped in a maze with no escape."

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Watching the sun sets as darkness slowly engulf the surrounding. I reached my wavy brunette hair to pull it in a messy bun.

Tonight, I will sneak out while everyone is asleep. If my father couldn't even give a damn for me, I will.

I jerked when a light knock reached my ears. I torn my gaze from the lake and faced the oak door waiting for the maid to get in. While my lower back is rested against the cold railings of the balcony, I stand lazily.

"Miss, the dinner is served. Master is waiting for you." She informed.

As if in a cue, I sauntered forward. Then undo my bun to lose my wavy hair freely and the lace of my knee-length peach robe to showcase my pale thigh as I fidget the hem of my skimpy crimson nightie; leaving the patiently waiting maid behind without a word.

Agad kong binaybay ang daan patungo sa dining area. Tahimik kong pinag-aaralan ang bawat sulok kung saan maaaring daanan. Nakakapagtakang wala na akong makitang ibang tao rito maliban sa aming dalawa sa espasyong ito.

"Ysabelle Paigne." He drawled.
His voice reverberated in this whole room.

" Is it?" He added as if waiting for my response. We didn't have the chance to talk during lunch this afternoon for he had to run some errands, I guess, after he received a call he stormed out without a word, for all I care.

I'm used to it.
Neglected, abandoned
and unloved.
The best thing in me is that,
I could love the heck out of people without asking them to love me back.

"Alexander Wright. Is it?" I mocked him. I could still remember clearly the name of this man when my father informed me thru Vincent, his trusty one.

"I see how stubborn you are, Ysabelle. No wonder Havier chose his company over you. Honestly, it thrilled me this much." He admitted.

"Why, thank you for the compliment, Mr. Wright. Please to hear you noticed." I countered sarcastically. And press down my butt on the soft black single-sofa seat in front of him.

I hate to admit but the way my name rolled in his tongue sends gentle pleasure to my hearing.

"Enough with so much blabber. Finish your food and then we're good to talk." Then he started to pick on his food and chew.

I do the same though I don't have this so much appetite to enjoy all of these supposed mouth watering dishes.

We're here at the usual area where we took our lunch awhile ago, one of the balcony wider among all the others. The two corner of it have this removable fountains illuminated by blue lights. If we are in good terms masasabi kong napaka romantiko nang set up na ito.

Muli ay iniligid ko ang aking paningin at pinagmasdan ang tahimik na lugar. Batid kong malayo ito sa syudad dahil wala akong naririnig na anomang tunog ng mga sasakyan kundi ang lagaslas lamang ng mapangheling musika gawa nang matatayog na kakahuyan malapit sa lake.

Until my eyes darted on him. He was still wearing his business shirt without a tie, two open buttons from his neck downward with his sleeves slightly rolled up. I think he was weigh older than me at maybe 27. Even through his shirt I could make out the outline of his strikingly muscular figure. Despite his messy hair he managed to still look so hot. I keep on devouring him whilst he was so engrossed on his food when all of the sudden he tilted his gaze to my direction.

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