I am not her!

"Elizabeth"

I felt like my heart stopped, the strong hands around my waist got tighter as if clinging on something and won't want to think of letting go.

I was stuck in his hold and wasn't sure if I should break out and run away, but that decision was stupid cause it will make him wake. It was either that or I wait for the light to be brought back on and still get caught.

My heart started beating so fast as I thought of way to squeeze out of this unwanted situation I found myself in.

"Elizabeth" he snuggled in closer tightening his hold on me, it was now that I decided to make a run for it, it would be better if I wasn't caught than be found on the bed with a man his wife died a month and a week ago.

I started with the fist, then slowly I freed myself. I was already close to the door when the light was brought back on, I paused, my heart thumping, I slowly push the door open. "What are you doing?" I heard a voice asked when I was just a foot out.

I made a 180 degree turn to face him, Damon, he was wide awake like he wasn't sleeping before.

"I ask again, what are you doing?" His eye brows furrowed waiting for my response, I had no response, I too can't explain how I winded up in his room, I was simply mistaken and that was all.

"Nothing" I replied with a shaky voice.

His eyes squinted, "You expect me to believe you were doing nothing in my room, I ask again, what were you doing?" He removed the blanket covering him and stood up but he didn't bother coming close to me.

"There was a blackout....." I gave my response hoping it sounds pleasing in his ears.

"A blackout?" He looked up at the lights that were on and nothing seemed amiss. "If truly there was a blackout, what makes you think that my room was the safest place to stay when it's dark"

I swallowed hard, it wasn't my intention to end up in his room and I already explained so why is he making it such a big deal.

"Priscilla! Priscilla!!" Beatriz called out, it was the perfect way to get out of this situation.

"I am really sorry" I ran out of his room and ran down to where I was called. Beatriz held my hand and led me to the dinner table.

"Where have you been? I know the house is quite big, so it is possible you got lost, wait here let me go get Damon, he returned earlier and I am sure he hasn't had anything to eat" she said swiftly before taken the stairs up to Damon's room.

I felt uneasy, I am Damon we're both in an awkward situation a minute ago and now things were about to get.....

"He said he isn't hungry, go on dear the baby needs his food" Beatriz said trying to force out a smile, I could tell Damon was just rude to her just now.

I felt pity for her, I don't think I would be able to bear it if my son acts out the way Damon does, but the case here was different I just knew this family and wasn't sure who was in the wrong but either Damon had not a single right to treat his mother in such a manner.

I sighed.

The next morning I woke up with a painful headache after spending my time feeling sorry for Beatriz. My feet paused when I saw Damon eating on the table alongside with his mother who was chatting all the way.

"Priscilla come have breakfast with us" Beatriz beckoned on me to come to the table, I looked at Damon as I approached the table, he was so focused on his phone that Beatriz had to point out it was bad manners.

I drawed out a seat and sat on it. "What would you have, dear?" Beatriz asked nicely, there were lots of food on this table that I wasn't craving for but it would be wrong to decline it even though I was actually craving for pancakes.

"I will have anything" I said taking out a slice of bread from the tray.

Beatriz turned her focus to the newspaper she was just given by a maid, she looked at it so intently and so did Damon with his phone, I was the only one following the table manners rule.

"Damon dear, did you hear Alicia is back from China? How about we offer her a marriage proposal? You can't stay single........"

Damon's dropped his fork on the ceramics plate so dramatically you would think this was a movie. "One month..... It's only being one month since Elizabeth died, do you think it is easy to move on? She was my wife, my life! If you think getting me married again is the best idea right now then don't call me down for breakfast cause you make me lose my appetite so fast" he dragged out his chair and stormed off, making his mother follow him at his back.

I too lost my appetite, I was beginning to rethink my decision to come to this house was in no way worth it.

I went back to my room and decided to call my mom, she was the only one that could get rid of my pain right now.

We spoke for quite a long time before she told it was time for her nap before I hanged up, I still missed her and a phone call to her was just not enough, I wanted to see her.

The whole house was boring and the atmosphere was gloomy, I decided to go into the study, when I was in there with Damon I could recall seeing romance novels on the bookshelf.

I am a true lover of romantic novels, they get your spirit high with the sexiness of the male lead and gracefulness of the female but one thing that lacks in all romantic plot is that all are the same, there hasn't been anything new but who cares...... While I checked the bookshelf I notice a couple of erotic novels in there, you should know that I am very happy.

While I scanned the bookshelf a book that looked like a diary fell, I picked it up to see it owner and turns out it belongs to Elizabeth. I read the first lines and that isn't how a diary started, I continued reading in case if I found any secret about you family that I could get familiar with.

The book.... It was filled with sexual fantasies, one that turned me on even in my state, was Elizabeth writing a book? One that didn't have her husband name on it.