Chapter Seventeen

A moment had not yet passed off her being forcefully pushed and seated in the car when Angelo asked this question. He was still looking at her waiting for an answer but Alexis couldn't find one.

"I- I uh.." she stammered which cleared the fact to Angelo and that she did not have an answer.

Angelo scoffed lightly. He knew that she did it on impulse but the instinct after knowing about the mafia was running away or disappearing into thin air. She, on the other hand, did not do that which meant that she was brave or plain stupid.

"We will talk about it later. For now

Love, I want you to quench your thirst, can't have you thirsty, now can we?" He pulled a chilled water bottle in the mini-fridge fitted in between the two car seats.

Alexis did not think much of it. She practically snatched the water bottle and drank the water. She was not suspicious of the water given the situation she was in. She was sweating, panicking and scared.

She was breathing more heavily and now her head started spinning. She was sure that she heard him chuckle before blacking out.

"Isn't she beautiful, lying on your bed, in your house, brother?" Silvano whispered to Angelo who was well mesmerized by the View.

His love wrapped around the silk sheets, sleeping with no care of the world.

"She is, brother," Angelo replied, yet gave him a warning glance.

Silvano placed his hand on Angelo's shoulder, squeezed it in assurance and walked out of the bedroom. Angelo clapped once and the lights turned off and he then sat on the black recliner in the dark after pouring himself a drink.

'The women I've seen have run away after knowing about my organisation yet you, you called the police.' He huffed. 'You've got to be something else to attract me that much.'

Her head was spinning around and she thought that this was the aftereffect of the drug. She had woken up but did not open her eyes. She was scared and knew that this was not her bed as she had never owned any silk sheets. She opened her eyes slowly and cautiously only to realise the room was dark. Getting up she went ahead to place her foot down only to realise that it was chained to the bedpost on the left side of the bed.

Now she panicked. She was going to walk away slowly and carefully out of the place she was in but now it seemed impossible. The door opened and came in a woman, Alexis could tell she was in her late thirties as her face had a few wrinkles.

"Hello, mistress." She greeted with a smile.

"Mistress?" Alexis could not believe this. Never in a million years had she thought of becoming someone's mistress! and she was kidnapped to become one. What was her fate now?

"Yes, you are our mistress. The lady of the house." She smiled, clearing any misunderstandings.

'Oh. That mistress.' She sighed a little but did not let her guard down. 'That one was definitely better.'

"Oh." The only expression that came out.

"Yes. Would you like me to unchain you? If you feel the need to be refreshed?" She asked, genuine concern dripping from her sweet voice.

Alexis was confused and quite frustrated. She was treating her like a queen. She talked to her with the utmost respect and did not state her opinion at all. It didn't make any sense to her which left her vulnerable.

"Uh, yes please, unchain me. I'd like to use the Loo." She answered with as much as politeness she could muster up in this given situation.

The woman's eyes lit up in happiness. She immediately took the key out of her apron and unchained Alexis. She led her to the bathroom and poured the water inside the tub and threw a bath bomb inside. She lights some candles and walked out greeting her on the way.

'....I said loo, not the Bathtub, but okay..'

After relieving herself, she shrugged off her clothes and stepped into the tub and relaxed. The bath helped her calm herself more. She needed to think. 

'I'm kidnapped. A woman who does not treat me as a prisoner, anything but that. She has practically treated me like royalty and I am not panicking. Good, pat on the back Alexis.'

She got out of the tub, unaware of the time and stepped into the shower. Washing off the foam, she grabbed a bathrobe and walked out knowing she had no clothes here.

"There you go, mistress."

Alexis jumped at the voice as she did not expect anyone to be in the room. She looked at the woman standing where she had first seen her.

"Were you here all this time I was in the bath?" '...because that won't be creepy at all..'

"Yes, mistress. I must look after you and your needs." Okay, so she was officially royalty. 

"Thank you but none of it is needed. I can take care of myself, so really thank you." She politely thanked her and silently dismissing her as well.

"No mistress. I shall serve you to death. Now please tell me what do you need." She replied not ready to bulge of her position and why would she? Working in Don's house was an honour, especially when you could talk directly to Donna.

Alexis was not in the mood of butting heads so she simply answered her. "Could you arrange some clothes for me? If they're unavailable I can wear the one I wor—"

"Oh no, madam. I have them ready," she then pointed to the double doors beside the bathroom, "there is the closet where I have kept a few items. The rest will come in tomorrow with your clothes."

Giving her a nod, she walked in only to be awestruck. It was not less than a celebrities closet the left and right side were divided into different female fashion. She didn't know what clothes was the lady talking about, there were like a gazillion clothes here already. She changed into the set of clothes given to her already and applied some cream kept on the vanity. Walking out, the women asked her to follow her into the dining room.

Sitting down in one chair, she finally asked the women. "What's your name?"

The lady let out a surprised gasp as if she could not believe what she had done. "I apologize, mistress, I should have told you my name the first time I opened my mouth. Please, please forgive me. I was named Agatha George."

"It's alright." She smiled awkwardly. "I'm Alexis." She smiled a bit.

Agatha George smiled in return and clapped her hand making a line of staff come in with food.

"Dinner time, mistress, call out my name if you need anything." She bowed and left.

Alexis picked up the fork and started eating. The food was good that she moaned out loud, she was pretty sure that it was cooked by a gourmet chef.

"Enjoying yourself?"

She jumped at how near the voice had sounded. When had Angelo come and taken a seat at the head chair she had no idea. She placed her fork down and sat erect and alert in his presence. He had already been served food and had begun eating.

She, hesitatingly, asked him the question that had been bothering her all the time. "Why am I here?"

Angelo ate another bite and chewed it slowly before answering her question. "Because I want you to be," he looked at her and then continued "that should be enough for now. Now eat your food." They ate in silence. None of them hurrying up to finish up the food. But as soon as he did he looked at her with an intense gaze and waited.

"Go to bed early tonight. You will have a busy day tomorrow." He stood up and was leaving the room when Alexis stopped him by asking.

"Why?"

'When will she learn not to question me?' He sighed before answering her question. 

"Because we will get married after two days."