Chapter Nine: WHAT TIME IS LUNCH?

Allison Keeler

My gaze remained fixated on the map in my hand as I waited for Alpha Grimsby and his bimbo to be done with their morning sex so I could get in and clean.

My thoughts were heavy on how to escape this place. The tone of it was terrifying and the sooner I planned my exit the quicker I was going to be out of here. But where would I go?

This, I had no idea of.

I heaved a sigh and looked away from the laminate sheet in my hand which held only the map of the mansion. I didn't expect Mr. Smith to be dumb enough to give me the map that could help me trace my way out of here.

I didn't wait any longer by the stairs when the bedroom door clicked open and a fuming lady in a red dress plunged towards me. Her face knotted even more when her eyes settled on me.

I instantly got to my feet with my eyes on her, searching her face as she towered in front of me. Her pair of high heels made her appear way taller than I surmised she actually was.

"You fucking piece of shit!" She struck m