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In His Bed

Entering her room, Annabelle freshened up, splashing water on her face and running a brush through her tangled hair. She then got dressed, carefully selecting an outfit that made her feel confident and prepared for the day ahead. As she finished, a knock sounded on her door, breaking the silence.

Opening the door, she found a maid with a tray of food.

"Come in." Annabelle shifted away from the door, giving her a chance to walk in.

The maid was the same girl from yesterday. She was dressed in a black short dress with an apron around her waist. She gently placed the tray of food on the table in the room.

Annabelle walked slowly towards the table, she sat on the Chair and began eating her meal slowly with different thoughts running through her mind.

The maid stared at her, then gave a slight bow before walking out. Annabelle was stunned.

"Do people still bow in this day and age?" She wondered aloud, asking no one in particular.

She pushed the thoughts aside and focused on eating the spaghetti and meatballs in front of her. Even though it was one of the meals she loved. She was not enjoying it because the thoughts of having to live in this kind of place was threatning shatter her resolve.

After eating the meal, she stood up from the chair and as if on Cue, the maid walked in and cleared the dishes.

Stopping by the door, she said. "The Master calls for you." Her face was devoid of any emotions just bland. Her brown hair was all tangled up that made Annabelle wonder if she didn't have the chance to brush or comb her hair.

"Where can I find him?" Annabelle asked, taking a step forward, with her hands trembling beside her.

"By the right end of the hallway." With that, she turned around and left with the tray of dirty dishes.

Annabelle paced around her room, her hands trembling slightly. Why could he be calling her again? What was going to happen? Was he about to...?

No! Absolutely Not! She quickly shrugged the silly thoughts out of her mind.

She arranged her hair slightly. She made her way out of her room, her legs trembling slightly. She stood for a moment trying to steady her steps.

She shut her eyes tightly and when she opened them, she took in a deep breath.

"You can do this. You don't have to be scared of him." She said, trying to reassure herself.

"I can't do this. Everyone here is so frightening." She shrunk back in her position as she lamented with a slight groan.

When did she start behaving like this? She had never left so scared in her life before. She only started feeling this way after stepping into this Den that she knew nothing about.

"Breath Annabelle. Breath." She said to herself as she fisted her hands tightly. She ran her hands through her raven black hair and a small sigh escaped her lips.

Just what the hell was she getting herself into? Taking a deep breath, she stepped out of the room,  going towards the direction the maid had directed her to.

Standing some few steps away from her was Riccardo. Annabelle stopped some meters away from him. He was standing by the end of the hallway, in front of the floor to ceiling window. The hallway was covered in pristine white colour.

"You called for me." Annabelle said, announcing her presence.

"Yes. You'll be getting registered in your new school today." He informed, his back still turned on her as he stared out of the floor to ceiling window.

Annabelle felt a surge of gratitude. At least, she won't get to spend the rest of her days with such cold people around her.

"I'm I going alone?" She asked, glancing up at him.

He was dressed in a black pants and white shirt. The shirt did little to nothing in hiding his amazing physique.

"No. I'll be going with you." His icy voice replied as he turned to face her. His gray eyes were boring holes into her body.

Annabelle stared at him in surprise. He was going with her? Wasn't he supposed to be busy? Taking care of his underworld stuffs?

Annabelle shuddered at the intensity of his eyes, but refused to back down.

"The last time I went with you, I was nearly six fits below the ground." She stated.

"Yes. But it won't happen this time." He was trying to reassure her, but still his voice was cold and unyielding. He stalked towards her like a prey, but being the stubborn girl she was. She stood her ground, not willing to take a step back. Instead, she began running her eyes through his body.

Annabelle's eyes locked onto the man in front of her. He was incredibly handsome, with a strong face and piercing grey eyes that seemed to see right through her.

As she looked him up and down, she noticed how his black pants fit him perfectly, showing off his muscular legs. His white shirt was tight across his chest, revealing the definition of his muscles. And when he moved, his abs rippled beneath the fabric, making her catch her breath.

Annabelle felt her face heat up as she realized she was staring. She tried to look away, but couldn't help sneaking another glance at his chiseled body.

"Like what you see?" he asked with a hint of a smirk, his eyes sparkling with amusement.

Annabelle's cheeks flushed even more. "You're really good-looking," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper.

He chuckled, a low, husky sound that sent shivers down her spine.

"Seems like you're coming back to your old self. You seemed like a scared little puppy some moments ago." He teased, his eyes locked onto hers.

Annabelle's eyes fluttered downward, her lashes casting a shadow on her cheeks. She fidgeted with the hem of her dress, her fingers tracing the edge of the fabric in a nervous rhythm. Her shoulders curled inward, making her appear smaller, and her voice barely rose above a whisper. She shifted her weight from one foot to the other, her gaze darting around the hallway before returning to the floor, avoiding eye contact.

Strengthening back her resolve, she stared at him.

"I'm not a puppy!" She half yelled, a hint of feistiness in her eyes.

Riccardo closed the distance between them, he leaned closer towards her ears.

"You know, I love when you're like this. It makes me wonder how feisty you'd be in my bed." He stated.

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