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Facade

I successfully managed to survive in this house for a week without getting my head chopped off by Toby Knight.

I would be lying if I said he made my life a living hell, no he didn't do that. After threatening me on my second night in this house he didn't even so much as glanced at my direction. Now if you feel relieved by that, don't please. Because if anything it only made me even feel more confused.

The rest of them would act as if nothing happened. As if I am one of them. I would eat my meals with them everyday. Daniel and Mike would talk with me sometimes.

Especially Mike, he would always try to keep me entertained. If he was not available he would leave Audrey at my room for company, although that only makes me feel annoyed. I did not want to befriend them. And I was afraid that I am starting to think of them as good people just because they are good to me. I can't forget that they are keeping me hostage here.

I, for a fact, did not go out of my room unless it was meal time. There was no way I would risk myself getting bumped into Toby ever again. I was at first even afraid to join them at the table but to my gladness Toby would be absent most of the day. One of these days even if he is there, he would act as if I don't exist there. Now let me elaborate more.

He would act as if I didn't exist. Now why would he do that? What was the point of imprisoning me in his motherfucking house if he wanted nothing to do with me?

I could not think of one single reason why not to hate this person. My whole life I thought hate is a strong word and I didn't have the heart to hate somebody until I met Toby.

I was pretty much sure the feeling was mutual. He loathed me. He acted as if he wanted to wring my neck. Now sir, if you excuse me, did I ask you to kidnap me? Then why the fuck are you acting as if i am a liability forced upon you. I am not even exaggerating anything, I swear. The glances he threw at me occasionally screamed I don't want you here. As much as i would like to slit your throat but i have to keep you unharmed.

I tried to ignore his ridiculously handsome face as much as possible- Wait what? What did I say? Sorry I didn't get enough sleep last night. So I was saying...

I did not try to run, well as if i had any chance to There were cameras at every corner tight security, and a pass lock in the main gate. And even if I manage to get past all of this i wouldn't be able to cross the boundaries where guards are standing 24/7. I was being patient. I had to. I had to analyse his power, how far can he get? How far is he willing to go to tame me in his claws? I knew for a fact that he could easily track me and abduct me again. He has that power. I needed to have a proper plan. This time I'm not gonna do some pepper spray stunt. I was stupid enough to do it in the first place.

Speaking of which, Steph still hated me for that incident. However she didn't talk to me after that night. I wonder if Toby had something to do with it. When he saw her pestering me that night he yelled at her and advised keeping her nose out of his business. Not that it mattered, she still looked at me like a piece of dirt. I was just grateful she kept her distance.

However....

Do you wanna know what a girl who's been kidnapped a week ago and kept hostage is doing to save her life? Playing video games while stuffing chips in her mouth. What the hell am I even doing? I'm such a fucking clown.

I don't even play video games for God's sake. It was, I'm sure, one of Mike's tricks to keep me distracted from thinking about escape. Is it working? Hell yeah. Now don't get me wrong, I did try to figure a way out. But after my observation i knew it was impossible for me to escape. Now what can a girl who's locked in a room expected to do? I'm bound to get bored. I played for the whole day and did not go out. My meal was sent to my room. Today neither Mike nor Daniel came to check up on me.

In the evening I heard a faint knock on my door. I glanced at the door and Daniel already came inside with a huge package in his hand. I looked at him suspiciously.

"Ciao, angelo(Hello angel)", he greeted me with a huge smile on his face.

"What is this?", I pointed at the package he was holding.

"Oh, this is for you", he handed me the package and stood on the edge of my bed. I slowly opened it and it showed a glimpse of blue spark. What? I finished opening and there was a navy blue fabric lying on my lap. A dress?

I looked at Daniel and raised an eyebrow. What is this? Are they planning to dress me up before they shoot me dead? If that's so, I wanted to tell him I would feel more comfortable dying in my sweatpants and hoodie than in a ridiculous extravagant dress. Also we wouldn't want blood stains on such an expensive dress, now would we?

"What are y- "before I could finish my sentence Daniel spoke again.

"You are going to be attending a party.", He said while putting both of his hands in his pockets. I looked at him curiously trying to figure out if he was joking. His face told me that he was being serious.

"What if I say I don't want to?", I asked him carefully, raising one of my eyebrows.

"Now I'm not really sure if you have a choice." he shrugged his shoulders. I frowned.

This is ridiculous. Absolutely ridiculous. Why would I attend a party? Which party? Whose party? Is it my pre-funeral?

Before I had any chance to jump at Daniel with my questions he left the room saying he has a lot of work for the preparation of the party. That gives me an idea that the party is in the house and held by Toby.

I racked my brain so much. What it could be, might be he's planning to sell you to the black market? No that couldn't be. Who would want to buy me anyways. Whatever it was about, I'm not gonna be attending it wearing a ridiculously gorgeous dress.

"We only have one hour left, girl you better start getting your shit together." Steph yelled at me.

"I'm not gonna go anywhere, don't you understand.", I flatly stated. I was standing beside the window crossing my arms over my chest.

Steph on the other hand was getting really annoyed. She couldn't get me dressed because I didn't let her. She looked at Daniel who was now formally dressed in a tux. She huffed in annoyance.

"Why is it so important for her to be down with us? We don't need to tolerate her annoying ass in the first place.", she asked Daniel.

For a moment I anticipated giving her a better comeback for calling my ass annoying because if anything she is the biggest ass here. No wait, second biggest after Toby. But I decided to stay quiet because the question she asked seemed reasonable. Why would Toby want me to join a party among them. I tried to carefully listen to what Daniel has to say about that. Mentally ready with a note and pen.

Daniel looked at me for a brief second then turned to Steph. "Sarà più sicura con noi (She will be safer with us)." he shrugged at Steph.

There you go again! Man, I hate it! I hate this place! I hate these people! I hate their Italian. They do it every time when they don't want me to know something about their conversation. I felt like banging my head on the nearest wall due to disappointment.

"Lei semplicemente stare nella suo stanza (She can just stay in her room)" Steph yelled back.

"Chiunque può salire ed entrare nella stanza non dobbiamo lasciarla sola (Anyone can come upstairs and break into the room we must not leave her alone)", he said and Steph looked even more furious than ever. Wish i knew what he was saying. I frowned.

"Perché vuole tenerla al sicuro? Non è una nostra cazzo di responsabilità. Dopotutto è stata colpa sua (Why does he even want to keep her safe? she's not our fucking responsibility. it was her fault after all)", Steph spoke again while throwing a hatred filled look at my direction. Is she cursing me? How would I know.

"Tu sai perché. Calmati (You know why. Calm down)", Daniel sighed.

Then he looked at me with almost pleading eyes. "Tesoro(Sweetheart), please wear that dress."

"I will if you tell me what you guys talked about right now." I challenged, looking at Daniel to Steph back and forth. Daniel closed his eyes and sighed in defeat. He wasn't going to tell me, was he? I put my lip in a thin firm line.

"I swear if you don't put that dress on now I'm gonna call Toby". Steph said gritting her teeth.

"I expected that.", suddenly a familiar monotone voice spoke from the doorway.

All of our eyes snapped at where Toby was standing. He wore a black tux that screamed money. His brown hair was a hot mess as ever but couldn't help looking gorgeous. I was surprisingly staring back at him. Taking in the details of his face. His face was like a chiselled sculpture of a Greek statue. Perfect, in every possible way. Sharp yet soft.

Suddenly something struck me, I think this is the first time I am actually looking at him.

Err... I mean previous times when he was in front of me I always had a bucket full of water dancing around my eye. I didn't really actually use to see him. And the rest of the time I purposely didn't look at him. Why do I suddenly feel slightly guilty for not noticing how good looking he was.

I had a sudden urge to run my fingers across his sharp jawline and down his throat....

And choke the life out of him.

Yes, what else? Focus! I need to focus. I can't let his ridiculously good looks distract me. He started walking towards me. He stepped closer until I could smell his expensive cologne.

"Leave us alone.", Toby ordered, his voice sounding as firm as ever while never separating his eyes from mine. The smell of his cologne was intoxicating.

"Are you sure?", Daniel asked him, feeling quite uncertain.

" Lasciaci in pace adesso(Leave us alone now)", Toby replied in a dangerously low voice.

Steph and Daniel hurried out of the room. Daniel threw me a last pitiful look before closing the door behind him.

Leaving me and Toby alone.

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