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Author: Red Snow
last update Last Updated: 2025-02-24 22:53:36

Waking up in the morning has never been this difficult. Back at home, even though there is no peace whatsoever, there is still freedom.

I feel trapped in here, and I can't even find myself walking down the stairs as the shame of yesterday is still clear in my mind. I slept in the ridiculous dress that my father made me wear yesterday, as I was not given heed to at least pack a few things.

I reach out for my purse, finally checking if there is a certain message on my phone that states, "hey girl, come back home, it was all a prank.” But there is nothing of such.

Not even a single text message from my family.

It was at this point I knew I have no glimpse of hope.

I swallow my pride and walk down the stairs, hoping to find Jenny around the corner so that I can borrow her cloth and go and pack my luggage if I am permitted to do so.

Unfortunately, I do not know my way around here. I tried to locate the kitchen, only to end up in the garden.

What have I gotten myself into?

I was on the verge of crying out of frustration when I sight Armani, sitting peaceful enjoying the view of nature.

Reluctantly, I walked up to him to ask for permission to go home and the way to the kitchen.

“Good morning” I greeted.

He looked at me in awe and I wonder what is with the surprised look.

Did he forget he bought a grown-up like me without my permission?

“Hmm… Is it okay if I go home to pack a few things?

I do not have anything to change into, and it's making me feel uncomfortable.” I asked.

“Oh, my bad. I will have my PA send some cloth over.” He answered.

“Thank you, but can I still go home?

There are some things I'd love to have with me.”

“ I'm afraid not, and you should get used to it, this is your new home.” He said dismissing me.

I stood there in the same position, and he looked back at me with a questioning look before he realizes that being lost.

“Oh!” He called out some man who I didn't notice was there earlier and told him to direct me into the kitchen that I was going.

I find Jenny preparing breakfast in the kitchen when I entered.

“Good morning” I greeted, beginning to gain her attention.

“Omg, did you cry all night?”

“No, I lied.”

“Your face says it all.” She said in sympathy.

Have you checked the mirror this morning?

“No”

With the mirror being said, I brought out my phone and check my face because I remember Armani reacted the exact way earlier, only that he didn't comment.

I wasn't surprised when I noticed that my face is a mess.

I was too caught up with my situation to wash off the makeup last night.

Crying all night long did not exactly help the situation either. In short, my face is a mess.

I probably look like a masquerade.

Jenny followed me into my room so that I can wash my face.

Then again, I have nobody to wash whatsoever.

Jenny went into her room to bring me the few things she knew I will be needing and lend me a dress she said she had originally planned to give her daughter, for she did not have anything of my size.

Luckily for me, her daughter seems to be of the same size as me, seeing how the dress fit in perfectly.

She asked me to have some rest here, while she went back to the kitchen to finish off what she was cooking. But I can't stand being alone in this room, alone with my thoughts, which is the hardest part right now.

I followed Jenny into the kitchen as I assist her with the cooking.

I might be raised with a silver spoon, but I know my way in the kitchen. How could I not when the only people I ever talk to in the house when am bored are the help? You will always find me in the kitchen, gisting if I am not in my room.

So, that explains it. I am a good cook.

I help Jenny to set the table as she cleans the kitchen.

Once I finish, I went to inform Jenny that it is done to know if she will be needing anything else.

“Can you please inform the boss that the table is set?”

I went upstairs, and I see two rooms closely beside each other. I wonder which one is his.

One is around the corner while the other is in the centre of attention.

I decided to check the one at the corner, thinking it will be the office. I knocked once, twice, but still, no response. I turn the door handle, only to see it unlock.

I open the door slightly, and I was mesmerized by its beauty.

I walk in slowly as I observe the beauty of the room.

It looks like a total masculine room.

I saw a bookshelf beside his bed and I wanted to check his choice of books when he opened the bathroom door.

Shit! I didn't hear running water, so I thought he is not inside.

“Why are you going through my stuff?”

“ I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. Jenny asked me to inform you that breakfast has been served, and I got confused between the two rooms, so I check in here, thinking it was your office.”

“There is a door for a reason.”

“I'm sorry, I knocked at the door, but I didn't hear anyone answer.”

“So that gives you the reason to enter?”

“ I guess not.”

“I will not have you roaming around my room without my permission. You will only come here when I need you or call for you. Is that clear?”

“ Yes,” I lower my face in shame.

“And yeah, you can visit your parent's house to pick up whatever it is you needed. I won't be available anyway and if there is anything you need, you can talk to Jenny, she knows how to contact me.”

I do not need to be told twice before I leave his room.

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