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The lower part of my body felt heavy as I could listen to what was going on wherever I was, and then my eyes fluttered open

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The lower part of my body felt heavy as I could listen to what was going on wherever I was, and then my eyes fluttered open. I looked around the room and found the same one from the beginning.

His room.

Surprisingly, he was nowhere in sight. I got up from the bed and noticed I was back in the room I had originally run out of. The curtains were drawn open this time, letting more light into the room. What happened, last I remember was the panic attack I had when seeing. 

Isabella. 

I pondered deeply, questioning and wondering if she was even alive right now. She was wounded deeply and left in that disgusting room, all because of me. I need to talk to that disgusting man again, she has to be released and nursed back to health if he wants me here willingly, those are my current conditions. But let's see if I can get out still, maybe it's unlocked again. My legs had made their way towards the door as I attempted to pull the handle, locked. Figures.

"Hello, look I just want to talk right now." I spoke up while beginning to bang on the door, surely someone had to hear me.

"Forgive me Miss Van Cartier but my orders were to keep you from leaving this room by all means necessary, I shall inform the boss that you would like to discuss with him if that is what you would like." A man's voice spoke, and I sighed realizing I'd have to face him eventually.

'Yes if possible just let him know, tell him it's urgent." I answered.

"Very well then." I heard him say then take a few steps away from the door as he dialed a number.

I waited patiently for a while until the door unlocked and I was met with the man I had been speaking to from across the door. He looked no older than in his late 50s as he held a warm smile, the man was bald and only accessorized with an all-black suit. 

"The boss will now see you in his office, allow me to escort you miss." He spoke out, I gave a small thank you and followed him along the way. I kept looking around as I studied the mansion more, there's no way he could have reinforced security after the few hours that I was gone. The man kept a mere two feet from me always glancing back to make sure I was following him, he was only doing his job so I couldn't blame him. 

We walked further down the hallway and back to the stairs where I had previously seen my kidnapper, where I got a real good look at him. I had to admit he was very attractive, to say the least. Well built, he worked out a lot to maintain his physic. But his demeanor, how possessive he acted and so strange. Like we knew each other. Once down the stairs his office wasn't far off and the man had let me in. 

"If you ever need help miss or would like to leave just call on me and I will help immediately, sir made sure that I will just serve you from now on. My name is Giles, call me if you need anything." he replied then opened the door, I loomed into the office giving Giles a small smile of gratitude then heard him shut the door. The office was much like the library only with dark oak accents and silver around the place. 

"So I heard you would like to talk to me, please sit down Rosalie." The way he spoke my name sent a cold shiver down my spine, I ignored the feeling and sat down in one of the few chairs in from of his mahogany desk. He was now dressed in a white business shirt, the first three buttons apart from the other half, and a pair of complementary black slacks. His hair was in a messy but sleek combover as he held a deep start towards me. 

"I wanted to negotiate, specifically speaking over my caretaker. Isabella. I want you to release her immediately and give her the care she needs to regain back to her healthy state." I let out sternly and he tilted his head back followed by that familiar smirk.

"And what do I receive in return for setting her free." He pondered enlightened by what I had to say next.

"I will no longer give you a hard time here, I'm sure you didn't like the escape I pulled earlier and it caused you a hassle around here. So I will stop my escape attempts and live cohesively with you, now do we have a deal." I replied and by the looks of his face, he seemed to like my answer. 

"Here's what I will do, I will let her go and give her the proper treatment she needs. But if you do anything and I mean anything against my order she will be brought back to teach you a lesson. That and I have one condition." My throat ran dry as I heard his compromise but knew this was for the best, all you have to do is listen Rosalie, be silent, sweet, and listen.

"Very well, what is it?" I questioned and he stood up.

"Go on a date with me."

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