After we safely alight in dark alley beneath my house, a car paces towards our direction and stops right before us.
As the guy at the driver's seat takes his time to come out of the car, I vividly observe the car. It's the latest model of mclaren senna, a sports car which you won't find often even in the richest of mansions.
"Here you go yoo- I mean you can leave now."
Did mintie just glare at him?
Muttering a plain thanks, mintie grab the keys from the latter and move towards the other seat while I deem it as a clue and slip into passenger's seat.
"Do you know how to drive it?" I question, raising one of my brows.
"Of course, I do, it's my car." He replies placing his hand on the steering wheel.
"Your car?!" I lean ahead and squint my eyes at him, interrogating.
"I mean my friend's car. He lets me drive it." He replies and the car paces towards only-he-knows-where.
He stops the car in front of a giant mansion. Heck it's a palace or better say castle. It must belong to the owner of this car.
"Is it your friend's too?" I ask although it was obvious because I'm damn sure if this huge palace is auctioned it'll be thousands times of the salary mintie receives from the babysitter job.
"Yes. Now hurry, we don't have much time. It's already past 7."
Once inside, I whirl at 360° angle amazed by the luxurious interior of the house. It's even more prodigious and marvellous than the exterior. The chandelier hanging in the middle of the enormous living room have me staring, taken aback at its beauty.
His friend much be a whole ATM machine. And to one of these sort of ATM machines, my father is dying to marry me but only if he knows.
"Sir, everything is ready." A maid approaches us and informs with a bow.
Mintie looks at me and begins, "Go with the maids, they will help you get ready while I get something for myself too."
As I nod, he disappears into the house while the maids usher me to a vast room, almost triple the size of mine. I'm told to sit on the chair and as I do, a couple of them begin to coat my face with the layers of makeup and within ten minutes they are done before one of them walks out of the room only to return with a glittering wine red long off shoulder gown.
After nearly fifteen minutes, I lift my gaze to look at my reflection into the mirror only to witness myself into that gown which reveals the entire area above my chest with red stilettos and pair of matching gloves in both of my hands that end above my elbows.
This whole outfit is undoubtedly beautiful but it reveals much which I'm not comfortable at and moreover my hairs, which are tied into a neat nice bun, don't help either.
"Is she ready?" I hear him call out as he walks into the room tying the watch around his wrist without looking glance.
I look back at him. Clad in black jeans with red coat underneath which he is wearing plain black shirt unbuttoned till two, he look unbelievably handsome. His blonde locks perfectly covering his forehead and a piercing dangling from his left ear add to his look.
His red coat matches well with the color of my gown. Did he intently pick matching attires for us?
"Yes sir." One of the maid reply compelling him to look at me and when he does, he scans me from head to toe multiplying my uneasiness in the god damn dress.
I notice his lips move as if forming words.
He is mumbling something, I guess.
"Did you say anything?"
"No, nothing."
I bet you did, mintie.
"Let's go, we are getting late." With these words, he leave the room followed by me.
By the same car, we drive off to the prom venue in the college only to find it packed with students. I feel stares glaring holes into my exposed skin which couldn't help but make me feel uneasy as we make our way to somewhere less crowded.
Out of blue I feel something around my shoulders only to find mintie hanging his red coat to cover me. Heck he looks even more handsome without that coat on.
Stop Elle, you are being pervert!
I look up at him and he flashes me his gentle smile making a one creep on my lips too.
"I need to use the washroom." I speak suddenly.
He just nods before gripping his coat from the sides, I sneak my way out of the place not to reach the lavatory but to...
This is the best chance I have.
I feel bad for lying to mintie but it's my battle and I have to fight it alone. I can't involve him into all this because I'm afraid what my father will do to him.
"I'm sorry mintie. I didn't want to lie to you. I'm running away. When they get to know that I escaped, just tell them that you don't know anything about it and the rope is found into my room so It was certainly my plan to escape."
I don't know when a tear escapes my eyes and trickles down my cheeks as I type the message and press on the send option after which I switch off my phone and throw it across the street.
___________________________________________Ah plot twist... here we go. Today I'm wearing all black so Yoongi has the same dress code ; black shirt, black jeans😅
Whatever I love black.😂
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