"Who is that person?" she, with a sudden spark of hope in her eyes, asked the girls.
"Oh, she's just messing with you. There's no one.." the girl, who looked clever from the face, said to Amelia, then showed eyes to the rest of them.
"Once you are here, you remain here. Always. No family or lovers then." she added in such a confident tone that it broke the heart of Amelia.
The tiny drops of tears released from the corners of her eyes, as if she had been lonely in this entire world.
Sudden clinging pain on the left side of her chest, her heart was unbearable.. like someone had stabbed her in the organ.
Amelia clenched and unclenched her fists, walking away from the girls.. towards the bed.
She heard the low whisper gossips of the girls, looking at her and talking...
"There's no way in hell I'm wearing these cheap clothes," she said to herself, loud enough to hear by everybody.
"Oh, yeah? You won't?" she heard a deep and heavy vo
"Sir, please don't waste your precious time on this nonsense. I can handle this, trust me." Richard, in a polite tone, spoke to the tall man while he just fetched the cigarette from his pocket, lighted up and took a puff of it."Leave this girl, will you?" he pointed the finger at her, the smoke releasing from his mouth."And you... go back to your home. Run." he turned his face towards her, said with authority in his voice and she nodded happily.Richard left while the man stepped out of the bar, Amelia walking beside him.Although he was a complete stranger she was so much thankful for what he had done for her.Of course, both of them were going separately, he on his Bentley, on the backside, sit like a boss.No doubt, he was handsome.. his perfectly perfect hazel eyes and tan complexion, hair slicked back completely.. he was a gorgeous man.He had sweet pink lips and a subtle around his chin, making him look breathtaking.. and with
Amelia opened her eyes just to see she was in the bed.. in someone's bed?Quickly she sat down and saw she was fully dressed not in her clothes but a navy blue velvet night suit, heaved in sigh she looked around to notice this was new to her.. the room.The bedroom was furnished on a meagre budget but it was full of more warmth than Amelia had seen in many years. On the back wall was a mural, a tree with every colour of fall leaf imaginable and a few more besides. One the crude pine bed was a hand-embroidered orange cover. From every wall smiled black and white photographs of art and history.The colours are nothing else, strong, vibrant. But where was she? Maybe at Richard or Van Dough's home?It was not a house but seems a villa or a mansion...The door on the knock interrupted her thoughts, as she turned around and saw an old female.. more like her grandmother..stepped in with a tray of food in her hand."Hello, hope you had a good sleep.
With the help of the maids, the lady took her upstairs while she nearly fainted, her eyes closed, blood-forming from the right side of the head.As soon as she got laid on the bed, she noticed the drops of blood crawling down from her head to her face, moving further down to her neck."Call the doctor.." the lady said in a loud voice while the maid quickly ran downstairs.Amelia managed to lean back on the bed, after a small hiss, she said, "No, I'm alright. It's just the food, it makes me weak..""Foodie, eh? I get it but we need to call the doctor now. Please lay down." she pushed her gently to the bed.A few minutes later, a man, wearing a doctor's uniform and holding a medical bag, rushed in.'Where's the patient?" he asked staring at the lady who just rolled her eyes saying, "There. Can't you see, doctor?" while Amelia just let out a chuckle.The lady was nice also she was sarcastic.. but she seemed sweet. What bothered Amelia wa
Kristopher was glued in his place, he didn't know what to do.. or was he under the little girl's spell? Was she a magician?He always kept himself away from the girls and love, busy at work.. he was a grown-ass man.. or that was he thought.Now, this little girl appeared in front of him at least three times this day...And Helena told him the story of hers.. how can someone be so cruel, selling his daughter."I have a question for you.." the sweet voice of hers, bring him back to reality.He turned around, sighed and spoke in his majestic voice, "Let's kept it for tomorrow. Shall we? I have to get back to bed as it was a tiring day and I have work tomorrow.."She, confused for a second, then nodded and parted her lips to speak but noticed he was already out of the room...No goodnight? Such rude.Amelia had this habit of saying goodnight to her mother and then sleep.. today she felt something was missing... somethin
"Who said good men don't drink?" he, with his eyes narrowed at this thought, asked the little girl in front of him, who seems to enjoy the rainy night."I say..." she, without facing him, replied, her eyes fixed on the raindrops and a sparkle of cheerfulness showed in her face.Kristopher understood that the girl was so much liking the view, of course, his villa was nothing compared to the town she lives in.. she first time had seen so much beauty in her entire life."Let's go inside, you will catch a cold.." Kristopher stood up, while she was lost in the view, deep thoughts.. and once he stood up, it made her startled, all of a sudden, her bright smile faded and turned into an emotion of fear.He, for a second, got nervous.. one second she's calm and another second she's the poor scary lamb."C'mon..." he gave her a sign, his voice low and calm.Once, both of them got seated in the living room, by the fireplace, it was more of a cosy enviro
She, first smelled the fragrance coming from the man when she was in the club entrance and fell on his arms.She knew he was handsome and muscular.. why? Because she touched him.. his biceps.. his neck...This happened to her for the first time. Like a fairytale.. like a man was her prince charming, just like the love stories, her saviour had come.Isn't it bad that she still didn't saw his face yet? Now this desire to see the face of her saviour will remain just like that, in her heart, forever.And that man is so much on her nerves that she's dreaming of him now.Only if he comes back or maybe a one-time bump into her.. just like before.Amelia woke up fresher than ever.. it was a bright morning and she was feeling energetic.As she yawned and sighed deeply when stretching her body, Amelia thought to run back to her home.Reaching down she saw the old lady was preparing the table to serve someone."Um.. excuse me
When Amelia guessed that the lady was of no use, she sighed and got into the back seat of the Bentley.As the driver started the engine, she waved Helena goodbye, a hint of sadness on her face.The day she spent in the villa was beyond magical for her. She had the people who really cared for her, pampered her.After all the bad people she met, these were the nicest ones. Including Kristopher, he was the sweetest.Thinking about him, made her smile and she quickly shook her head, coming back in reality and asked the driver, "Do you have the phone number of Kristopher?"What? This girl is calling him by his first name? The driver was astonished and he shook his head."Alright, what about his company? Can you take me there?" she pleaded, in a happy tone to which the driver just shook his head, again."Oh c'mon. I know that you know and you know that he knows me and I know him so all of us practically know each other.." she said without a
"What do you mean?" Kristopher had no idea what was she talking about and his heart was beating in his ears, loud and clear."The scent, Kristopher," she said to which he acted to play dumb."What scent? What are you even doing here?" he asked trying to change the subject.Kristopher was a tall guy and Amelia was looking nothing but a small little lamb in front of him. And the way she was looking at him, just like a small kid looks at his or her parents if they want something."You see the thing is... I came here to thank you but when asking for you in the reception I heard people gossiping and talking about the boss.. and I smelled the same scent coming from the man.. it was the same scent I breathe in the club where I got fainted when Richard and Van Dough were going to sell me," she explained every little thing in detail."Okay, so... you are talking about me?" he asked, his both brows raised."Was it you?" she asked to which he gave a lo