Anaïs
Heaven. I mean that is what food should be compared to after you have been hungry for a really long time and it finally settles in your mouth right.
"Slow down" the man sitting across me stated making me roll my eyes.
"Whatever" I said with a mouthful of food. I know it did not look attractive which was not what I wanted to do right now.
Look attractive. I mean how long was it going to take until this man releases me or should I say lets me go back home.
Despite the fact that it was trashed the day after I came here and even though it has been a week with this man. It has been tough.
Take for example how he is telling me to slow down.
He wanted to control everything even the way I ate.
To my surprise a cough broke out from me violently hurting my throat and lungs and backbone.
Lucas acted fast as he handed me a glass of water making me glare at him.
He rubbed my back in comfort and I could coo at that except that I had taken a decision to be dramatic for a whole week just to make it miserable for him.
I couldn't keep up.
This was the second day and my food was already telling me to stop or die.
When the cough ceased down I took a moment to catch my breath then looked at the beautiful man across me.
"I told you to slow down" he said looking at me spoiling the moment then went back to his seat.
I was getting bored in this house.
I wasnt doing anything and oh remember when I said that he was controlling I was just being a tad bit dramatic because that was the only thing I could do. Be dramatic.
I was as free as they come but staying in a house that was not mine and not doing anything was starting to take a toll on me.
Something else that was starting to affect me was trying to stay away from this man.
He was too tempting.
"Did you even hear anything I said?" He asked giving me a stare that I couldn't quiet point out.
Shaking my head no i looked back at him and the annoyance I saw made me furrow my eyes.
"What is up with you? For a whole week you have been acting as if I am a burden to you and I have been nothing but nice to you " he said dropping his fork then leaned back to stare right into my eyes with his hands crossed.
I was speechless.
Matter of fact I did not know what to reply to him so I just scoffed.
Wrong answer.
"You know what I am done trying. I did every damn thing to please you and here you are still giving me an attitude as if i killed your dog. Dont worry I will stop bothering you" he said then stood up to leave.
And ladies and gentlemen it had been three days since that incident.
The man was mad mad.
He refused to talk to me. He refused to acknowledge me he was not even giving me any attention.
It was frustrating.
It was bothering me with everything I had and I wasn't happy about it.
I really was not.
Opening my eyes I noticed that it was already day time and when I checked my phone for time it showed that it was a quarter past eight and I got ready for another boring day.
Doing my morning routine I came out of the room to a quiet living room as usual but this time it was not empty.
Brown hair graced the room as they typed away on their phone with a muted television channel.
"Essa?" I asked not really knowing what she was doing here.
I mean it was obvious that she looked bored as well.
Her head snapped my way and a smile finally made it to her asian like features.
"Finally you are awake. My brother did tell me that you were going to take long to wake up" she said finally dropping her phone down and unmuted the t.v channel.
The high volume that suddenly blasted in the living room made my poor ears ring and I cringed my face in pain.
She said a small oh and gave me a guilty smile then reduced the volume of the television then kept the t.v remote down.
"Its still eight in the morning what do you mean?" I said going to open the fridge which was now full. Thanks to Margaret the househelp who usually kept me company in this soul sucking house.
I am exaggerating.
"I got here an hour ago" she said narrowing her eyes at me and I rolled mine.
Essa Regonzili was Luca's younger half sibling. Her mother was a Thailand beauty which explained the stricking features of her daughter.
All the people in this family were extremely beautiful and handsome that it was almost making me feel insecure but then it wasnt.
My mother taught me better than that.
"Lucas said that you dont have clothes" she said bluntly examining the shirt I had on and I almost answered her with 'no shit sherlock' but I restrained myself from saying that so I just nodded.
"Are you also here to tell me how my fashion sucks just like Jarred?" I asked eyeing her but she chuckled.
I proceeded to pour myself a glass of milk.
Jarred came by a couple of days ago with an excuse of checking if we were still alive and not killing each other.
When he saw me in some oversized shirt and rolled pants he almost rolled on the floor laughing because according to him I looked horrible.
I did not disagree but he really did not have to laugh. Anyways long story short I did not think that he came to check if we were still alive he just wanted to make sure I wasnt pregnant.
Probably.
"Jarred is an asshole so no. I actually came to take you for shopping.
Ethan is dropping Malia in a few then we can leave" she said looking at her phone probably for a message. Dont even ask me how she took it again.
Nodding my head I gulped down the glass of milk then wiped my lip with the back of the shirt I had.
Purposely may I add.
Lucas was starting to get on my nerves so that's why I did it.
Evil? Yes! Definetly.
One of the things that you should ask the daughter of a millionaire when they are taking you for shopping is 'who is going to pay' because these people shop as if there is no tomorrow and the shops they go into do not match and I repeat do not match your budget and one pair of heel might cost half of your salary.
"We have been here for an hour and the only thing you have bought is lipstick" Essa said looking at me and I rose a brow.
"I can not afford shopping in these stores Essa" I whisper yelled not wanting any of the staffs to hear me so that I would save the embarrassment Essa and Malia of watching me being kicked out.
Yes that.
"Who said you are paying? Lucas specifically said to use his card for whatever you would want to buy" she said waving a credit card infront of me and my eyes bulged out.
"Why the hell didn't you tell me that?" I asked and Malia chuckled.
"You never asked" she said shrugging her shoulders and I restrained the need to strangle her.
She then pushed me away to go try on clothes in this store that looked like it was built on a budge of one year rent of my previous apartment.
The disappointment in Malia's face when I came back with not even more than ten clothes almost made me chuckle.
When Essa looked at me she threw her head back groaning.
"You are not paying. Come on enjoy the opportunity" she said looking at me with an annoyed face.
"Well these are the ones I like. I cant buy the whole store come on we have more stores to try" I said rolling my eyes as they followed me at the cashier.
The funny thing was that these women were forcing me to buy clothes from this store and the only thing they bought was socks!
"You guys can't be serious" I said looking at the pink pair of socks.
So what if they were puma.
They both shrugged their shoulders then laughed.
Shaking my head I waited for my clothes to finish being packed then we walked out of the store.
We tried like a dozen more stores then went go get lunch in a restaurant I did not know.
After that my whining stopped because whenever I was hungry my mood swings would kick in and whoever would be next to me would have it worse.
"So what now?" I asked looking at the two women who were busy muching on fries.
Before they could answer me an enthusiastic looking woman approached us with the biggest smile ever.
Something did not sit right with the whole scene honestly but I kept quiet.
"Essa Regonzili?" She asked and Essa rose her head nodding in agreement starting that yes it was indeed her.
The woman's smile enlarged as if it was even possible and I furrowed my eyebrows.
"Can I please have a picture and orthograph. I really love your work and my friends will really get jealous when they see that I met you before them" she said in an excited manner.
Essa being the kind human being she was agreed and the lady handed me the phone to take the picture since I was the one across them and when I was done our eyes met for a moment before a smile registed itself on my face too.
I did not want to come off as the angry friend over here.
I mean despite my guts telling me that there was seriously something wrong with the lady.
When I was done I handed her the phone and she said a quick thanks then left.
Looking at the direction she left at I watched the way she walked.
Why was I really feeling like this.
Well I mean her blonde hair was ridiculously long but I mean why would that throw me off.
"I know that look. What is up?" Malia asked looking at me while she rose a brow.
Essa was paying us no mind as she was tending a phone call that seemed to be getting intense.
"She doesn't sit right with me" I said looking at the direction she left at.
"You said the same thing the day Mandine and the boyfriend left and in a car accident which was so not an accident.
You also said the same thing before Lydya was food poisoned and admitted to the hospital." Malia said remind of my witch like abilities.
Yes I got them from my mama.
And no she is not a witch.
"I know maybe this time I am wrong." I said shaking my head.
"No you are not. You said the same thing two days before my house got trashed" she said raising a brow lowkey warning me not to take this as a joke.
"So how doesn't it sit right with you?" Essa said after her phone call was done.
"How comes she is the only one who approached you and got that close.
I mean none of these people are even looking in our direction" I said feeling like an undercover.
Or maybe I was just paranoid because the feeling of being watched recently came back to me.
I bet I forgot to mention that right.
Well from the moment we arrived in this mall.
I felt eyes allover me.
Or should I say us.
"Maybe she is the only one who is not affraid" she said not minding the fact that I mentioned that no one else looked at us as if they knew us.
Looking at me Malia silently told me with her eyes to drop it.
Just because Malia was believing me it did not mean everyone else was going to.
Dropping the topic I proceeded eating and as if the day was not draining enough Lucas started calling me.
When I did not answer he called again and when it finally got on my nerves I decided to cut the call and switch off my phone.
Looking back at the two girls they both gave me questioning looks and my only answer was 'it's a long story'
When we were done eating we visited a couple of stores in another mall and when we decided that it was time to actually go home it was nearing eight thirty pm and my feet were screaming for me to actually put them to rest so was my head.
"A text saying that you are alright would have done the trick" the shadow in the dim lit room said making me jump.
When the owner of the voice registered in my head I removed the hand that was on my hammering heart and when I was in a condition to answer I switched on the lights.
"I had to get my answer from Malia" he said looking at me and I did not answer.
I mean what would I honestly say.
That I want to fuck him due to the little clothing he had on or that I did not owe him an explanation.
Either way I couldnt talk because I was speechless.
"For two damn weeks you have been acting seriously ungrateful its starting to get into me" he said humourlessly laughing.
Making a shudder run dow my spine.
Was that fear I was sensing.
Yes. Specifically from me.
"I... I...." i tried speaking and he rose a brow waiting for me to talk and the words never made it past my vocal cords.
Shaking his head with a visible sadness he turned on his heel and left for his room which he loudly slammed the door at making me flinch.
Good for you Anaïs you have royally fucked up.
Exactly five minutes passed before I decided that I actually did not want to live like this.
Deciding to follow him I went to open the door knob of the room and to my surprise it was open.
"Get the fuck out" he said straddling me.
Since when did he start to curse but nonetheless I did not budge.
Switching on the lights I was met with a glare that I couldnt explain and the goosebumps made it know that I was indeed not going anywhere.
Kill me if you want Lucas.