Chapter 5

I had a puzzled expression on my face as I thought about what could have happened. But on second thought, monsters don't live in houses, they are monsters and should live in caves, forests, and probably mountains right.

So if I wasn't taken by the monster, who took me? With that in my mind, I slipped out of the white king-sized bed and realized I was putting on baby pink coloured pyjamas. These aren't mine and I definitely didn't change into these cause I can still remember vividly what I was wearing yesterday.

That isn't the issue. I checked for my clothes but couldn't find them so I wore a comfortable t-shirt and black pants. They were male outfits but I couldn't care less.

Walking out of the room that was painted in white, I headed for the corridor and I was starting to think that this is the afterlife. I mean, why would anyone paint the whole house white and the furniture, doors, everything was literally in white the only different thing was the white mirror and what made it different was the silver colour of the reflecting part.

I walked through the corridor then got to the stairs. This house, no this mansion is huge and looking back, I'm sure I won't be able to find my way back even if I tried.

I walked down the stairs and was greeted by the white elegant chairs and a huge white chandelier that hung at the top.

Just like the corridor and the room I came out from, the living room was also white. It's either this person has a thing for white colour or he or she is just being extremely clean.

As I was staring at the huge mansion, I heard someone clear his throat. A sinisterly beautiful elegant man stood right behind me. He looks like a man in his thirties, judging from the way he looked, I could tell that he exercises a lot because of his muscles. He has good muscles but not much to be called abnormal.

His height is the perfect King's height and his face, his face looks like he isn't human. How can a human look so good?

I studied his entire features and realized he might as well be an ancient Greek god probably, Eros in modern days. His white shirt and black pyjamas gave him a comfy look.

He has heterochromia which caused one of his Iris to be Amber and the other, blue. His hair is tied up in a man bun and his breathtaking beards gave him a royal hipster look.

Taking my sweet time, I studied him from top to bottom. But when I looked back up at his eyes, his brow was furrowed as if I was doing something wrong. I was only appreciating this work of art.

The glare on his face caused me to look everywhere else but at him. The situation was indeed awkward.

After a while, I realized he wasn't moving from his spot so I decided to do the needful.

I pursed my lips then finally looked at him and greeted. "Good... Good morning." as I greeted, I bowed slightly as well, after all, he looks like an ancient deity or something.

I waited for a while but got no response he simply turned and sat on the dining chair to have his breakfast. His gaze was still murderous even though he was staring at the food.

It was getting uncomfortable and all I want to do right now is go. I am grateful that he helped me and rescued me from the woods but that's it. It's time to say our bye-byes.

"Um... I am grateful for your help sir but I'd like to take my leave now. Thanks again." he said nothing and just continued staring at his food then I bowed and turned. I headed for the door but just as I was about to reach for the doorknob, someone blocked my exit route.

This was a different person and I could almost swear that I didn't see him there a few seconds ago. He was as wearing a black suit and with one look, I could tell that he was a bodyguard.

I instinctively turned to the man sitting in the dining room. "Um... Sir, can you please tell him to let me through?" I politely asked but got no response from him. Now, I starting to doubt if he is hearing me. He might as well be deaf and dumb but he cleared his throat a while ago didn't he?

The situation was getting awkward and scary. I am alone in this huge mansion with two men who seem not to understand English.

I walked up to the dining room, to the man I believed could talk to the man at the door and stood in front of him.

"Um... Sir," I bent my head sideways to look at him properly but still, I got no answer from him.

Okay, he's probably not dumb but just deaf. I moved closer and was about to pat his shoulder so as to draw his attention but he caught my hand in the air and glared at me.

His glare almost made me cry. It was just adding to my anxiety. First, i had a near-death experience yesterday and now, only God knows where I am and why these people wouldn't just let me go.

He held onto my hand and glared at me and my face showed all the fears in the world. I tried to remove my hand from his clutch but his grip only tightened.

"Sir... I" as I whispered these words, he stood up from his seat causing my fear to multiply a thousand more.

My heart was pounding as he hovered over me. I moved backwards but he moved forward. He kept coming closer and closer until I was lock in the middle of him and the strong wall.

I was scared. What does he want with me? I didn't know when uncontrollable tears began to stream down. It's true that I'm a cry baby and the littlest thing get to me. But he didn't look moved by my tear and leans in to whisper something in my ear.

"You shouldn't cry like that. I haven't even begun." his words were threatening and his voice didn't make it any better. One thing I knew for sure was, he wasn't letting me go as I had presumed.

"Sir please let me go. My mother would be waiting for me now." even though I knew that was a lie and that Mare would not look for me, I still said it so that he would know that someone is searching for me.

He placed his second hand on the wall and scoffed. "Ayla... You were given to me by the people and your mother has no problem with that."

My brain did not immediately boot because he is just too handsome to be a monster so I just continue begging him to let me go. I didn't want this life. I want a life where I can be free to choose whatever I want not a life where I would have to stay in bondage.

My heart sank when I remembered how they gave me up but then again, I tried my luck.

"Sir you have the wrong girl. I'm married already and my husband looks nothing like you so please just let me go." it's true though. When the monster said it wanted me, it mentioned that it wanted me as a bride so technically, I have an unwanted husband not that I acknowledge him as one though. I am only using that as a way to get freed from this man.

The man raised a brow and leaned forward so that our noses were touching. "really?"

I tried to look elsewhere because this position was getting out of the hand he was too close and I could practically feel his hard chest rub against my innocent moulds.

But just before I could turn, I noticed something. Both his eyes turned bright red and I could feel my soul leaving my body.

He leans in and whispers into my ears again. "What were you saying again?"