Chapter 103 [MIA]
I didnât see Alex after that night for the next two days. He wasnât at the house at all, not even for dinner. I tried not looking so disappointed by that, and mustâve not been doing a good job because Lana had frowned and told me he does go away for business for days sometimes.
That worried me more. His business usually involved guns and bloodshed.
had to control myself because he was my abductor. He was forcing me to stay here and us getting physical? That was just convenience. It was my s t u p d attraction to his looks and his lifestyle, not him. Worry had no place here, especially not if one day I was going to escape this place and never look back. Hopefully.
In the two days that passed, I had chalked out what could be his room at the end of the same hallway as me, because when I âwanderedâ there, Lana had sneered and asked me to stay away.
I also found the library and turns out I was allowed there all along, because it contained only books- fiction and non-fiction.
Nothing about the case files or the fire.
I still hadnât been able to locate Alexâs library, if there even was one.
On the third day, when I was brought down for lunch, Alex was downstairs, lounging on the couch, an iPad in his hand.
âY-Youâre here,â I couldnât hide the surprise in my voice.
That got him to look up and at me, his trademark smirk finding its way on his face. âMissed me, cupcake?â
âNo.â I cross my hands in front of my chest. âItâs just that youâre my only interaction in a day. Lana is... robotic.â I could sense the lady frown at me. âAnd Greg was on a leave since you werenât here.â
âGreg?â His eyebrows c o c k up. âWho the f u c k is that?â
âYour chef?â I give him an obvious look.
He didnât look like it rang any bells.
âGreg? Blonde hair? Has a daughter? Your head chef? Makes you dinner every night?â
âAnd why do you know so much about my employee?â Alex looked unamused.
I shrug sheepishly. âI bake in the kitchen while he cooks. We...talk.â
âDo you?â He asked, his disinterest peeking. âWhat is it that you talk about?â He hissed at the word talk as if it was a crime.
Just... about his daughter, you know.â My voice turns more and more into a whisper by the passing second, âI like kids.â
âYou are forbidden from talking to him.â
âHuh?â
âYou need a hearing check, cupcake?â He quipped, âI said, you are forbidden from talking to him.â
My mouth hung. âYou- you canât do that!â
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âWhat did I tell you on your first day here? Who does your life belong to?â
âY-You,â I reply, protesting, âBut you donât get to dictate my friendships!â
âIf you want your friends to be alive, stop making unauthorised friends. Or I will kill him, and anyone else you decide to befriend.â
I stare at him, his words striking a nerve. Him killing my friends. His possible involvement in Alinaâs death consumes me, and the sudden shame of sleeping with him overcomes. I slept with my best friendâs potential murderer. I slept with a murderer period.
Jenny...
âAre you crying because I denied you a friend?â His voice snaps me out of my thoughts, and I notice I didnât realise how teary my eyes had gotten.
I sniff, drinking away my tears. âNo.â
âThen why are you crying?â He stands up, watching me with a twitch in his eyes.
Because I slept with you and I think you murdered my best friend. âBecause I miss grass,â I answer with the most logical lie I could find.
âYou what now?â
âI miss grass,â I repeat, louder. âItâs going to be three weeks since Iâm here. Thereâs only so many books I can read or TV shows I can watch. I- I want to walk on grass and feel the fresh air. This air conditioning is suffocating.â
âOkay.â
âOkay?â
âYeah, okay. What youâre saying is understandable. I can take you to... touch grass, I guess.â
I gulp. âYou- you can?â
He doesnât answer me, and instead, he looks at Lana. âAsk Dom to clear Gate 6A.â
âBut Sir-â Lana shuts up when Alex glares at her, and she nods and disappears.
I stare at the man in front of me. âYouâre really taking me outside?â
âJust to the garden. Donât get too excited.â
âI-Why?â
âDo you want to touch your grass or not?â His question shuts me right up.
keep quiet when he leads me to the other side of the house, and then opens the said transparent long windows to reveal the garden.
It was huge, with the green grass was promised, interspersed with flowers. Dandelions and daisies, I could recognise, and there were some tulips too.
I couldnât see an exit to the outer world yet, a way to leave this kingdom he had made, but at some point this garden ended and on the other side was freedom, and that thought was reassuring.
My toes curled as soon as they touched the bare grass, the cold hair hitting my face. I didnât realise how much I had missed this in the past weeks until now. It really was as if I could breathe again.
âI-I love the grass,â I tell him. âI played soccer as a kid.â
âYou?â He eyes me suspiciously from behind, still standing in the house.
14:51 Tue, 18 Jun Chapter 103 âYes, me.â I rolled my eyes. âAnd I would have you know, I was quite good at it. I led my team.â
âLed your team where? To failure?â He deadpanned.
âHa-ha.â I mock laughed. âDid Alex King make a joke? Albeit a fifth grade one, but a joke?!â I pretended to be shocked. âHeâs human? Alex is a human?â
He smiles, the most genuine smile I had ever seen him smile so far. Not lopsided, not a smirk, not smug. Just a smile.
It was contagious, and I smiled right back. âYou know, some might consider it unfair that you know everything about me and I know little to nothing.â
âThen itâs a good thing that âsomeâ are not here to comment.â
Ipout. âStill. Give me something. I want to know about you,â
He sighs, giving in. âWhat do you want to know?â
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