Estafania's POV
I'm pretty sure I closed the curtains in my room when I left the house this morning so there was no way I could have opened it again after coming back from work yesterday because I must have come back late So who the hell opened those curtains to disturb my sleep.....this wonderful sleep, God I can't remember the last time I slept through the night without waking up even once to use the bathroom. I grudgingly dragged myself up from the bed and was immediately hit with the worst headache I have ever experienced in all my years on planet earth, what the hell is wrong with me, it's worse than a hangover on my drunkest days It feels as if my head is about to spIit into different pieces, I am pretty sure I can feel the veins in my head beating uncontrollably "What happened?" I asked the empty room, willing myself to remember what exactly had happened Holding my head with one hand as if that was going to stop the headache, I searched blindly for the bottle of water I usually keep by my bedside. I found the cup covered at the left hand side of the bed and drank until there was nothing left in the cup A few minutes went by before I finally felt as if I was alive, of course I will still need more water, good food and maybe a painkiller cause I still felt awful. It was at this point that my brain started functioning properly enough to ask questions like " why was the water at the left hand side of the bed instead of the right?" I always slept at the right side so it was convenient to keep the water there for, I don't remember changing it and when did I get a cup that has a lid My stupid ass was in for a whole other surprise when my brain started noticing the bigger and more important details and a little voice whispered into my ear "Esta this is not our room" ".....You think, of course this is not our room" I whispered back " wait why am I whispering to myself" I said out loud before I could realize it "Where am I?" I asked the empty room while taking in the details of the exquisitely furnished room, from one corner of the room to another every single item screamed luxury. whoever owns this room must be very rich and really love dark tones cause tell me why everything though different colours has to be in the darkest shade posible, they should have saved themselves the stress and just use black all through The walls were adorned with a deep, charcoal grey hue, while the floors were made of polished black marble. Even though the room had a citrus sweet scent to it, you can still notice the thick scent of leather and wood, The furniture sleek and modern, with clean lines and minimalist designs. The bed, a majestic four-poster, with intricate designs and snowy white beddings providing a striking contrast to the dark surroundings. The beddings were incredibly soft that it makes you feel like you were snuggled up in your mother's embrace safe and warm, little wonder I slept so peacefully Throughout the room, subtle touches of luxury abound, a floor-to-ceiling window offers a breathtaking view of the city skyline, framed by heavy, black drapes, which was slightly open to let in the sunlight A sleek, black leather sofa sits in one corner, while a stunning, crystal chandelier hangs from the ceiling. Another part of the room shows the entrance to a state of the arts bathroom and walk in closet. From the plush and incredibly soft area rugs under my feet to the exquisite artwork on the walls, I am no expert when it comes to identifying art works but I don't need to be one to recognize Mariosden's signature, one of the leading artists of our generation. To have his work displayed so effortlessly in this room confirms the fact that the owner is really loaded. "Enough marveling at the beauty of the room Esta" I willed myself to focus and try to remember the previous day's event ".....where is this place, a hotel? I left the office yesterday for.......a meeting with Mr Gustavo, that ba****d.....I can not believe he drugged me". I thought angrily as I slowly started to remember I mean what was I expecting he was obviously recommended by my uncle of course he is going to be a sleazy disgusting perv.That explains why he wanted me to do the project all on my own I remember running away from his bodyguards.....more like thugs and ending up in Mr Creepy man's room "Oh no!!!......no way!!!" I panicked, it's all coming back now, I really dug my own grave this time. What were the odds of him being in that same restaurant....wait a minute......was he the one who brought me here Alright Esta, calm down, don't panic......first things first is to find out where this place is, then how to leave before anyone finds out that I am awake I picked up my heels and my bag funny enough everything was still in there, even my coat was draped carefully on the couch. I opened the door as quietly as I could to meet a long and empty hallway I followed it till it led me down the stairs to the sitting room where I met Mr Creepy man He was alone with his back to me engrossed in a call while performing some task on his laptop, seeing him occupied I believed I could make a run for it before any other person comes into the room. I barely took one step before I heard his voice. "Now now peaches that is not how we behave around here, I would like to think that you still remember your manners, be a good girl and show gratitude to the man who saved you or have you forgotten so soon" I looked back to see him still in that same position, how on earth did he notice me without even looking. He slowly turned to me and I stood there with my head down like a thief who was caught red handed in broad daylight, I had no other choice than to sheepishly apologize and thank him "I'm really sorry Sir, honestly there are no words to properly express how grateful I am for bringing me out of that condition safe and sound. Thank you sir thank you so so much" " I believe you had enough rest, I was begining to worry you might not wake up so I had to open up the curtains a bit to remind your body of the time" he said while looking my said body up and down, that action alone left me confused. I bowed and thanked him once more before quickly running out of the house but not before I heard him say "Go ahead and run little one, that makes it more fun"I was shaking by the time I got into my room and a certain part of my body was not happy with me and wanted more I tried to sleep but like an unfaithful spouse with no conscience, sleep deserted me for the night. I tossed and tuned on the bed, every time I closed my eyes I was in his room again with his hands on me What does he mean by his last warning? Was he trying to dissuade me? Was he having second thoughts? Was he not the one that came to snatch the bride from the wedding, why all the "are you sure, think about this" what is he up to? I kept swimming in this river of thought until somewhere in the middle of the night, sleep finally came knocking but it didn't last long as I was woken up by a knock at the door I dragged myself to the door and was informed that Seth requested my presence at the dining table. I freshened up as fast as I could only doing the essentials before going downstairs. SETH I watched as she came downstairs dressed in a leggings and a T-shirt. She
I spent the next two days enjoying nourishing meals made from the freshest garden I recently discovered, evening rides on Dream and also night stargazing on the garden swing It all felt surreal, like I was leaving a princess life in a fairytale and for this moment I just wanted to enjoy it. On the fourth day Seth was no where to be found, I just woke up that morning and was told that he was gone What does that mean? Is he leaving me here all by myself? Well if i am being logical he did leave his business to keep me company all this while. His staff though were nothing but nice and accommodating. He came back the next day but he seemed different. That indifferent yet teasing glint in his eyes was gone almost like something happened What happened between the time he was away? Could it be that the incident at the wedding affected him in some way. He went to the study with his secretary immediately he returned and they spent quite a while there I have been so caught up in the f
Trying to sleep did not work as I kept tossing and turning. I finally managed to sleep in the early hours of the morning and I was grateful that I was able to sleep in I wondered what woke me up as I went into the bathroom for my morning ritual. Soon enough I heard it again, it was the sound of a chain saw I wondered what was going on, I couldn't see very well from my window so I went downstairs to see if I could get a glimpse of the workers and what they were doing. The whole house looked as if there was no one around until he spoke "You are up, good morning" Seth said without even looking up from the iPad in his hand "I figured you might need more sleep so I told them not to bother you" he pressed a button and in the blink of an eye someone was there to answer his call "Serve the lady's breakfast" he instructed, I felt awkward and sorry, like I was giving them double work. Me sleeping in probably means that their whole schedule for today will be different as breakfast was
ESTEFANIA He was long gone before I realized that I was holding my breath all this while. What exactly is going on right now How careless was I to leave that paper in the proposal I sent to him. I remember I was so tired that night I was so frustrated after rewriting the proposal all night and then I was also thinking how to get out of the arranged marriage I was so out of it that I ended up scribbling down my thoughts like I always did whenever I was overwhelmed, but how could I have been so careless as to leave him the full evidence of my plans.Is he going to help me out? And if he was, under what circumstances. "Fanny this was a big mess up, this is somebody that does not like to be boxed into a corner" I said to the empty room Everything he is against is exactly what I have shown myself to be, a woman and a scheming one at that. A knock on the door interrupted my train of thoughts, the knock was accompanied by Mrs Brown and two other girls who looked around my age
"How dare you!" "She.....is my bride!" He stated with a definite tone almost as if he was challenging anyone to say otherwise there was loud murmur as the congregation tried to make sense of what was happening "Now Peaches, you can't go against our agreement just like that" he continued in a tone you would use to coax a child what agreement was he talking about, I don't remember him and I agreeing to anything I just stood there looking at him shocked and speechless, he climbed the stage and walked right up to me, stroked a loose strand of hair behind my ear and whispered "You can close your mouth now Peaches and no this is not a dream" turning to the two men standing, ready to pounce on him he continued "Well now that we have cleared the air and you also have your answer, we will be on our way" He took my hand and made to leave but my uncle was not ready to give up, he dragged me back by the arm, I could see anger and deep hatred in his eyes. I am sure that if given t
Estafania's POV I had a long debate with myself about the best place possible to meet him and still don't know if I made a good choice by going to his house. I was already at the gate of the community when I started doubting my actions. "Sorry ma'am you are not on the list of his guest" the man said looking from my face to my I D card and then to his tab Why did I not think about this little detail. A gated community for the super rich, of course the security measures will be top notch "Please sir if you can you help me contact him or anyone from his house so I can explain to them who I am, I promise you that he will want to see me" The two men looked at me from head to toes in disgust, I am pretty sure they think I am an obsessed girl trying to get in. Oh Lord please rescue me "I will advice you to go home young lady" the older man said "......or if you have your host contact, call him yourself" I should have gone to his office but without an appointment would I be allowe