Rich people, rich lives…

Mila hit her head continuously on the pillow as even now she could not think of any other better plan. She let out a deep sigh and placed her face on top of the pillow. Then as her mind boggled with the images of the wolves attacks, she slowly drifted to sleep once again.

All the shocks she received from the wolves and Harold made her body tired once again. She slept till mid morning and the minute she opened her eyes, the maid rushed inside the room. She did not know how the maid caught the scent of her waking up at that right minute.

"Good morning, Miss. Mila. I hope you had a good sleep." The maid said with a big grin on her face as she moved to open all the windows so that the fresh air would enter the room.

Mila tossed and turned in bed as she covered the blanket on top of her head. She had no intention to wake up and neither did she want to talk to the maid. But with lots of patience, the maid waited for some time as she hoped Mila would get up soon. Soon she realized that Mila had no intention of waking up, so the maid whisked the blanket away from her in one scoop.

"Miss. Mila, Good morning…" The maid once again said with a bright smile.

That smile on the maid irritated Mila but she was still not so brave to say her opinion yet. With no other option, Mila sat on the bed and stretched her arms in front of her. The maid with the smiley face, then said,

"Please freshen up, Miss. Mila. I will bring your breakfast here once you are ready."

She then left the room to bring food for her. Before leaving, the maid looked at Mila and said with utmost respect said,

"The bathroom is to your right and there is a walk-in closet filled with dresses of your size. Please get ready as the master might want to meet you soon."

After the maid went out of the room and closed the door behind her, Mila closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Even after thinking for a long time, she was unable to bring herself to escape from here. She knew that the dogs she met yesterday night were not normal canines. They would catch her in no time.

Even before she could set her foot outside the front door of this house, they would jump on her and bring her down. As there was no other choice, she decided to go with the flow for now.

She looked around the place in amusement and found the room she stayed to be very extravagant. Compared to her tiny broken home, just one room in this mansion looked very enormous and exotic.

"Rich people, rich lives…" she mumbled as she shrugged her shoulders.

She then walked towards a door which the maid pointed to her right and found that it was an attached bathroom. An enormous tub sat in the middle of that bathroom while she noticed a huge double vanity on one side and a tall shower stood next to it.

'Is it a bathtub or a swimming pool? At least ten people can fit inside…' with widened eyes she stared at the bathtub for a few minutes before getting into it.

As she enjoyed the hot tub bath, she noticed the speaker system attached to the roof. As her voice commanded a few words, a slow romantic song played on the speaker.

"This is life! How many times would I have asked my mother to buy me a cheap speaker? She would always complain that she would better use that money for something useful rather than spending on some nonsense that I wanted!" She huffed and placed her head on top of the tub relaxedly.

Then she mumbled, "Look at the voice commanding audio system in this bathroom. Can anything else compare to this life? Listening to music while taking a bath is really a mind blowing experience. Never in my life would I have expected that I would get to enjoy such luxury. I better utilize it fully and have fun until this lasts."

She then turned her head while mumbling the song softly and noticed a huge screen TV on her left hand side.

"Is that the new frame TV that was launched last month? It really is so huge. Mmm…" She muttered and then closed her eyes as the pain in her body slowly vanished.

After soaking inside the soapy tub for twenty or so minutes, she came out with water dripping all over her body. Then she slowly walked towards the shower and let the water flow from her head to toe. After that she pulled a towel from the hanger and draped it around her body.

With wet steps, she walked into the adjacent room and noticed different styles of dresses hanging inside the walk-in closet. She could not believe her eyes that they managed to gather so many clothes in such a short time. Especially when it seemed like this mansion was located in the middle of the forest.

"How in the world did they manage to get so many clothes? Or did it belong to someone else?" She wondered and touched one of the gowns that attracted her eyes.

She then ran her fingers across the dresses but she did not feel like taking anything out. When she decided to go out and find her bag, she noticed something shiny on the floor.

She walked towards the shiny object and bent down to pick up from the floor. Just when she was about to grab it, she heard the maid's voice outside the room. She rolled her eyes in frustration.

'Why can't she leave me alone? How could she be back so fast? Will I even get some time to get dressed?' She became distressed at the constant interference from the maid.

"Miss Mila… Miss Mila…" The maid called her name several times and then she kept knocking on the bathroom door.

"Coming… one minute…" Mila shouted back through the door gap.

She then hurriedly put on a bathrobe on her way out of the bathroom while dropping the towel on one corner of the floor. After opening the door, Mila asked the maid,

"Do you know where my bag is? I cannot find it anywhere in the room and neither could I find it inside the closet."

"I thought it was an old bag and decided to throw it away," The maid responded aloofly and made Mila very upset.

"What?" Mila screamed in shock.

She could not believe what she had just heard. How could they throw something that doesn't belong to them. It was her bag and who gave them the permission to throw away her things without her permission. That was one of her most precious belongings and it had all the things that she stole from her home. How could the maid so coolly say she just threw it away because it looked slightly old?

Mila pointed her fingers at the maid and angrily said through her gritted teeth, "You better get my backpack here or else I don't know what I will do to you!"