5. Necklace

Helga touched her neck which felt sore. It turned out that Zean was not playing around with his threat. He almost killed her.

"He must be crazy," said Helga still touching her neck area. The girl's forehead then frowned deeply as she remembered the photo that looked familiar in her mind.

But Helga was not sure.

Her hand that was still on her neck area made her realize something. The necklace, the girl immediately ran towards the mirror, staring at her red neck.

"Where's the necklace?" asked the girl in panic.

The necklace that wrapped sweetly around her neck was not the necklace that the girl had been guarding for two weeks. For some reason, Helga felt she had to keep the necklace that was entrusted to her by a strange woman two weeks ago.

Helga was confused, and suddenly the girl panicked. Running to the dressing room to look for the necklace in the bag containing her belongings. Once she found the shabby bag, Helga opened it, looking for it anxiously. What if the necklace wasn't there? Unfortunately, when all the items in the bag were gone, the object was visible at the bottom of the bag. Helga immediately grabbed it and hugged the necklace to her chest while sighing in relief.

"Thank God I brought it," said the girl sitting on the floor so relieved when she found a white necklace with a small pendant shaped like a bag. "Found it." As if she had found the most precious thing, Helga kept saying it. I don't know, her feelings just warmed up just because of a necklace that didn't even belong to her.

As if it was her life, Helga held the necklace pendant tightly without caring that the place was messy because her shabby clothes were scattered, what was certain was that the girl knew that the object was with her, and not left behind or lost.

Helga was shocked when the dressing room door opened roughly. Zean reappeared in front of her with a sharp gaze that had not changed at all.

"What are you doing here?" asked the man coldly.

"It's okay," answered Helga as she rose from her seat.

Zean's attention was briefly diverted to the necklace Helga was holding.

"Just keep it and get out," Zean ordered when Helga was about to tidy up her scattered clothes.

Not wanting the painful incident to happen again, Helga chose to obey the man's words rather than having to face Zean who would not hesitate to kill her.

As soon as she came out of the dressing room, Helga put the necklace around her neck. She didn't want to lose it.

The house was very big and Helga was confused about what to do. Boredom made her unable to stand being in the room. The girl decided to leave the room and walk around the house. According to the rules emphasized by Zean, Helga was not allowed to enter his office. So the girl just glanced at the room whose door was now closed and hurried away from the second floor.

There was no one on the wide and large ground floor except silence. Helga glanced at the clock, it was still four in the afternoon, it shouldn't be so quiet, right?

“Can we help you, Miss?”

Helga was shocked when she heard the maid’s voice from behind her.

“Ah, no. I was just bored in my room. Where is Young Master?” Helga asked the two maids who greeted her.

“Young Master is in the office, Miss. He usually comes home around seven in the evening,” one of the maids replied.

“Oh, is that so? Then you two go ahead, I just want to walk around here,” Helga said and the two maids excused themselves.

The big house was inhabited by many people, but only workers, but it still felt so quiet. “It makes me uncomfortable.”

Helga walked around the living room which had a sofa and television and shelves as high as an adult’s waist. The room was right next to the stairs. So she could see who was coming down from the second floor. Helga sat on the sofa in the room for a while, opening a magazine or other reading material that was there. The boredom somehow quickly came back to haunt her.

“That man just told me not to go into his office and to get out of this place. Is it okay if I go out for a walk?” Helga thought as her gaze fell on the large window that showed the afternoon atmosphere outside.

The girl sighed. “Staying in this big house without doing anything is like being a prisoner. It’s so annoying,” she said to herself.

Not wanting to make Zean angry, Helga decided to go back to her room and play in the room. The girl realized that Zean might be able to get into the room easily.

“Is this his room or not? Why can he just go into the dressing room?” Helga thought. The room looked like a special decoration for women, but how could Zean get into it? “Ah, forget it.” The girl jogged and jumped onto the bed to lie down there.

Staring at the ceiling of the room. Helga’s hand reached for her necklace again and played with the pendant for a while while thinking about what happened to the woman. Helga had taken her to the hospital with great difficulty, but because she didn't want her father to be angry, after dropping the woman off, Helga rushed home.

"Why do I regret not being there that day?" Helga thought and sighed. "Now that I think about it, if there wasn't blood on your beautiful face, I feel like I'm looking at myself," she continued.

Well, Helga was surprised when she saw the woman's face when she arrived at the hospital. The blood-stained face could be easily seen by Helga in the bright hospital, but since Helga wasn't her guardian, she couldn't stay there for long.

"Are you okay?" she asked the empty room. "Why do I miss you? Missing someone who has been gone from my life for a long time. You are like me, but I'm not sure who you are." Helga played with the pendant of the necklace. Her gaze was lost in thought about the possibilities and hoped that the woman would be safe.

For some reason, Helga closed her eyes and her brow furrowed when she felt something on her neck area like someone was sniffing her slender neck. The ticklish sensation made Helga moan softly. The girl thought she was dreaming. But the real sensation made her brow furrow deeply.

"Eungh," the girl moaned softly feeling something wet on her neck. In addition, her body felt heavy. Helga opened her eyes slowly but there was something on her neck that made Helga's moan escape. The girl lifted her head slightly as if to give more access.

This was the first time for Helga but that didn't mean the girl had never seen it. Helga often only watched it, either on television or directly while working on the coals. But she never thought she would feel such a real sensation. Instantly her eyes opened wide and found the figure beside her as the perpetrator who was playing with her neck.

"You...!"