Chapter 17 ~ Gunshot

I made use of the aloe shampoo in the bathroom to wash my hair after brushing my teeth with the spare toothbrush I had found in one of the drawers. The liquid bathing soap smelt of vanilla, was nice and refreshing.

I haven't taken a proper satisfying bath since I was captured by Carlo. It felt good to feel this clean again.

I had picked a knee length knicker with a plane polo shirt to wear. There were shorts, rompers and some below the knee dresses, but I didn't like the idea of walking round the house with men positioned at every corner of the house.

I put on my shirt without bothering for a bra since I didn't have one and there was no spare in the wardrobe. Even if there was, I couldn't trust that it has never been used by whoever kept them here.

The door creaks open as I take my shirt down from the top of my breast.

"Oh, I'll come later then." The feminine voice makes me turn in surprise to see a middle aged woman moving to shut the door.

"Hold on." She pauses to look at me. "You