Destined to be with you

CHAPTER 12

Massimo threw me again over his shoulder the same way he did at the club, and begun walking to what I assumed was the mansion. 

"Put me down! Let me go me!, you heartless monster!, You deserved to rot in hell,  I hate you! I hate all of you I hope you all rot in hell together with this place, you will pay for this! You motherfucking monsters." I yelled at the top of my lungs like a banshee,  I punched his back with all my might. Tears streaming down my face, anger and hatred bubling into  my core for these monsters.

Massimo didn't say anything, he didn't even wince when I was punching his back.  His silent made me antsy and wonder what was going on inside his sick evil head. In no time we arrived at the mansion. Massimo didn't stop, just continued up the grand marble staircase. Blood was rushing in my head making me dizzy.

I thank my lucky stars, because  Massimo put me down before I could succumb to darkness. I wobbled a little but I caught myself before I could have fallen to the floor.

I glanced to see that Massimo brought me to a huge room fit for a king. This room was very manly and dark, black and gray was the dominating color. The walls were painted a dark shade of gray, the floor was made of black marble stone with white specks, there were two ceiling to floor glass windows and double glass doors leading to the balcony, both window and glass doors were both with black and white drapes. There was also a couch with black upholstery placed in the room. In the center of the room set a king size bed, it has a four poster made of dark wood with gray canopy, the sheets were also color black. There was also a side tables on both side of the bed, on top of it holding a luxurious pair of lamps. But what made this room looked so classic and regal was the gigantic golden tear drop chandelier located at the center of the ceiling which looked to be made of expensive woods.

Without saying anything, Massimo walked to one of the two doors inside his bedroom, he opened it and went inside, leaving me standing. Seconds later I heard the sound of water running which indicated that the door leads to the bathroom.

After a few seconds Massimo went out of the bathroom. Without uttering a word and sparring me a glance he went straight to the bedside table where the telephone rested and called someone.

"Guilia, I  want you to come here right now and help Sally to clean herself up." Massimo softly muttered in Italian, which I didn't understand except for my name and Julia's name. He then hung up.

"Get in." Massimo ordered his voice hard, eyes were furious. I should've have been mad at him for ordering me around ,but I wasn't, simply because I was more worried about what was Massimo going to do to me than fretting about my bruised pride and ego.

Without uttering a protest, I silently padded inside the bathroom.  Like the room the bathroom itself was also fit for a king. It was the huge bathroom I've ever been to, infact it could already be a bedroom. It had the same color scheme of the room. The walls and floor tiles were black marbles with white texture lines. There  was a large  white marble countertops fitted with two porcelain sinks and black wood drawers under a large rectangular mirror with black intricate frame. There was a toilet against one of the walls, and a shower stall with glass walls in one corner.

But what really caught my attention was against the large glass window with black wooden pane, was a huge tub which made of black marble stone with gold specks. It also has a golden faucet and shower; there were three steps which one had to climbed in order to get into the tub. The sunlight penetrated through the window and lighten the bathroom, from the inside you could see the beautiful view outside. The water flowing in the bathtub and bubbles hid the water as it continued to fill the tub. All in all the bathroom was as luxurious as the room.