His room
I was led to his room by two female workers, and what I saw burst into my brain.
His room was the biggest room I had ever seen, it was large, and the interior design alone probably cost thousands of dollars.
He had an extravagant king-sized bed in the centre of his room, and it was neatly arranged with the finest Italian linens.
He also had a huge wardrobe, which could contain thousands of adult clothes. His room had towering windows that overlooked the lush gardens, and the sun spilt through the heavy, silk drapes.
The walls were adorned with an ever-changing gallery of priceless art, with paintings by famous artists and sculptures from around the world.
A massive crystal chandelier hung from the ceiling, casting a warm, soft glow on the room. The light sparkled like diamonds, and this was the first time I saw luxurious things.
Indeed, Adrian and I did date, but he had never brought me to his house, he hated taking me out, and I was the one who always begged him for attention.
Adrian told me that his parents were strict and that they didn't want him to marry because he was still young.
He told me that he loved me dearly and that if his parents permitted him, he would marry me immediately.
Although I found his words strange and stupid, there was nothing I could do because of my tender heart.
When Ariana was still alive, she was fond of trusting people easily, but now that she is dead, all her stupid childish behaviour has died with her.
I was still admiring the room when I heard loud footsteps. The person was walking very fast, and it really scared me.
"Could it be Alex? Was he here to take my virginity?" I asked myself and took out my sharpened knife.