Trapped

CHAPTER 4

FOUR: "Pain in the a$$."

HAYDEN, what did you do?

If Greg's accusations about Hayden were true, this bothered Olivia a lot.

Are you out of your mind or are you even thinking straight? You cannot just repeat the history itself from falling in love with an enemy!

She was thinking about it the whole night until she felt asleep. The next morning when she woke up and she opened her eyes, she forgot for a moment all the bad dreams that happened to her last night. When she raised her hands to open them widely as she used to do every morning when she wakes up, realization brought her back to the thought that all that happened to her last night actually happened and weren't just what she thought terrible nightmares. The handcuffs on her hands prove that.

"If you think these are all just nightmares since last night then dream on, woman, because no, these are all true. The moment I saved you from your maniac fling last night, the moment you trusted me and rode on my car, the moment I got you until here, and the moment you woke up today with a chain on your hands, are all true. You are not just having a nightmare, you are playing real on this kind of nightmares of yours," Greg said.

Those litanies proved that she was not just dreaming and everything that happened since last night was so true!

Her gaze directed into him and he was leaning against the wall with his arms crossed as if he had been watching her sleeping all this time.

"Were you watching me sleeping all along?" she asked him with an accusing tone.

"Well, good morning too," he answered sarcastically.

Olivia rolled her eyes. What does he expect after all of these? That she will wake up after being kidnapped by him and then smile sweetly to him and then greet him with a very good morning? There's no way in hell she will ever do that!

"I just got here 5 minutes before you woke up so I guess I wasn't really watching you sleep too long you expect," he uttered.

And so?

"By the way, it's already 9 in the morning," he continued then glanced at the wristwatch he was wearing.

Of course, he is rich and can afford expensive wristwatches just like what he's wearing today!

She still glanced at the wall clock just above the wall in front of the bed.

"I know, right." She couldn't help but be sarcastic this time.

And he just disregarded it. "Aside from that glass of drink your cousin handed you last night, I don't remember anything you ate. You must be very hungry now."

"Oh yeah. Obviously"

Again, the man just ignored her sarcasm and he simply signaled to one of his men to enter bringing a cart with lots of food for breakfast.

"You should eat your breakfast."

The food crew prepared the dishes one by one. Even if she said that her last meal was at their house last night before going to that bar, she isn't feeling so hungry now, maybe because she has no appetite and all that she just wants is to get out of here and be back to her family. Safe and alive, of course!

The meal has been served well and is now ready to be eaten but Olivia didn't move any of it and instead, she just pretended she doesn't really care. She glanced on Greg that's just watching her and waiting for her to devour her food.

He looks like a modern señiorito on his dark blue suit and tie. And not to mention, so handsome.

"Come on, De Vera. Take your breakfast already."