MATURE CONTENT AHEAD. We are married and belong to each other but how come I don't remember being married at all? Ayla, a beautiful girl from Salem village losses her mind when her stepmother sells her to an old ugly man, Mr Parker but following a series of massacres in the village, on the day she is supposed to be given to Mr Parker, The monstrous werewolf, Gerard Jarek claims that he would only stop the attack as long as she is given to him as his wife. What would Ayla do to escape the clutches of this beast? Would she accept him as her husband or find another way. Is she as innocent as everyone thinks or is she a badass girl with an innocent face? New book here. Do well to vote and enjoy. PS, This book cover isn't mine shout out to the owner.
After he walked me to the room, there was an awkward silence between the both of us. I sat at my side of my bed and he also sat opposite me but we both had our backs facing each other.
For some unknown reason, I was nervous and was anxiously holding onto my fists.
Unexpectedly, he stood up and I don't know why his act of his made me panic and want to stop him.
"Wait!" I hastily stood up but he didn't turn and just faced the direction of the door. Hesitantly, I walked up to him and from behind, I said what I wanted to.
"Thank you." he had defended me against his grandma and even though it was wrong to be rude to elders, he still stood up for me anyway.
I didn't get any reaction from him and this caused me to think that he was probably angry because I was lying to the duo.
"Umm." was all he said before leaving the room. I watched the door that was already closed and sighed. I can't even tell what he is feeling.
I stood by the window and stared at the beautiful sky. The atmosphere was bright and sunny here today and all I wanted to do was go out of this mansion and see the environment. I have been staying in this place for a month and a few days now and I haven't stepped out of that gate except for the day that I fled and met with that crazy psychopath.
Not too long after, a knock came from the door and breakfast was brought into the room. I had just finished taking a bath and was dressed in a casual black top and blue shorts.
Lucy followed the staff who had brought in the dish and even after the staff left, Lucy didn't.
Ever since I came here, she had been the only one I had formed a little bond with because unlike the others, she talks.
"Morning princess, how was your night?" Lucy asked meaningfully as if there was something more to just what she said but I casually responded with a "fine."
A smile appeared on her lips and she hurriedly walked to my closet. She began searching for outfits while I ate. I couldn't care less because I was distracted by the thoughts in my head.
Finally, she stood in front of me showed off an outfit. "What do you think about this outfit my Lady?"
I lifted my head to see the violet dress she had picked and shook my head. I didn't like the length of the dress and certainly, I wasn't in the mood to even look at dresses.
Her shoulders dropped but she didn't stop the hunt and continued searching for clothes like she was searching for herbs. I still wasn't bothered and just continued eating my food as slowly as a snail.
She came showing me different dresses even some that I never knew I had but all she was getting was a no from me. To be honest, they were all flamboyant and I always liked a simple lifestyle. Anything extravagant was the complete opposite of what I wanted.
Lucy was completely frustrated and sat on the bird unconsciously. She sighed and turned to me like a younger sister who wanted something.
I smiled and finally asked. "Why are you even picking clothes for me?"
She struggled to reply still pouting. "Well, the master wants me to take you out. He figured that you must be bored so..."
I didn't even let her finish before I interrupted her. "Wait what? Did you just say that? Did Gerard really say I can go out?"
Lucy moved her eyeball left and right. "Um... Yes. Why else do you think I've been looking for the perfect outfit for you?" she asked as though she thought I already knew.
"I had no idea. Gerard didn't tell me anything about that."
"Then what are we waiting for? All I need to do is just change my shorts. Wait for me. I'll get some pants and then, we can go." I ran to my walk-in closet and Immediately changed into a simple plain to the neck white shirt and white pants as well.
When I walked out, Lucy was still seated on the bed and when her gaze fell on me, her jaw dropped and I couldn't understand why. Does it look bad or what?
"What... What is wrong? Don't you like it?" I asked unsure if I was over or if the dress was torn somewhere. To the best of my knowledge, this cloth was covered and very decent. It wasn't showing any skin and because it was a sunny day, I wore white to reduce the absorption of heat.
Lucy shook her head to pull herself back to the present. She stood up and circled me. "Wow! You look absolutely stunning my Lady. How can you make such a simple cloth look so beautiful? For a moment, I thought I had seen the moon goddess..." immediately she finished saying that, she covered her mouth with her hands.
I let out a chuckle, "My name is Ayla remember? It means the moon." I smiled at her and she sighed in relief. I did not know why she was making a big deal out of it but all I knew was I wanted to go outside to anywhere.
"So are you getting ready or what?" I asked seeing her still dressed in her staff uniform.
"Nah... I'm not changing my outfit. I'm a staff and only escorting you out." I looked at her as a funny clown. Why would she cook up something like that in her head? Before I came to this mansion, I was as good as a maid so to me, we are equals or better still, she is above me since she has been in this house longer than I have.
"What do you mean by that? I insist you change into something better or else, I will also wear a staff uniform and there is nothing anyone would do to stop me." although I didn't have a stern look, I was dead serious and Immediately I said I would wear a uniform, she looked at me in disbelief and ran to the door to change her outfit.
"What! You shouldn't go that far. I'm already leaving." Lucy said this while running out of the room and I could help but chuckle at this funny act of hers.
I waited for a while in the room but since I could help but feel anxious, I decided to go downstairs and wait for her there.
"I'm ready!" Lucy was putting on a yellow flowery gown and looked way below her age.
"You should dress like this more often." we both laughed and headed out and to the car parked outside.
I looked at the car and refused to get on. Lucy wondered why I was just standing there.
"My lady, what's the matter?"
I sighed. "Can we use another car? Something more simple?" she looked at me confused but then asked the driver to bring another car, a more simple one.
"Grandma, what do we do? They aren't using the car we thought they would use." Anastasia panicked when she saw that we weren't taking the Porsche but another simple car.
"That brat! Why is she always lucky?" granny got furious as well but soon calmed down and sighed.
"Patience Anastasia. We would get her one day."