Mia’s POV
“A good person…” I repeated after Maria as if that was the first time I’ve ever heard those words being used, while also trying to imagine Lorenzo in my head as a supposedly good person.
The word ‘good’ and Lorenzo in the same sentence seems like the most unbelievable combination to ever exist.
Even though he was yet to hurt me, he has shown me several times that it was not something that was difficult for him to do, but for some reason, he always seemed to hesitate when it came to me.
I had concluded that it was just part of his mind games.
Because, that most definitely hadn’t made him a good person in my books.
The more time that I had spent in the house and I kept hearing his name over and over, I realized that it actually rang a bell.
Actually, it rang several times. When I was living back with my parents, I had heard his name several times but I had not paid much attention to it. However, his name was always spoken with a tone of fear between harsh whispers.
I decided to be more careful with what I said, especially since there were so many eyes on me so I never allowed myself to become too relaxed because I knew that eventually he was going to show up again, I just didn’t know when.
And so the days gradually rolled by as I tried to become more relaxed with the maids while making sure that I was always aware so that I would not be taken by surprise again.
This came in my favor because he eventually showed up after a week, and there was a bandage on his neck. The first thought I had when I saw it was to ask him what had happened.
For a moment, I couldn’t believe that I was actually genuinely worried for this man that had made me so miserable. It was probably he hadn’t actually hurt me since my stay here, nor had not gone out of his way to physically molest me.
He found me in the garden and I was strolling with Maria, and when he spotted me there, I could see the suspicious looking his eyes and then I instantly remembered that this was the area in which I had fallen down from the tree, weeks ago. It’s funny and flattering that he might even wonder if I was trying to escape with Maria this time.
He shouldn’t worry, he had learned my lesson weeks ago.
He gave Maria a look and then she excused herself leaving me with him.
“Good afternoon,”I greeted him awkwardly, not knowing what to say when he was looking at me so intensely, making me feel as if somebody was pressing a heated iron against my skin.
He was sometimes looking at me like this with his eyes looking so troubled as if there was a storm in them and I just didn’t know how to interpret that. It seems like everything I did made it only worse. If the storm was going to come down, he would always do it by himself, but that was only after messing with me.
“Go and change,” He told me, voice soft but also firm.
“You’ll be coming with me to my house.”
He didn’t ask me how I felt and it was as if I was being drenched with stupidity for even considering he’d do that, why on earth would he ask somebody that he had kidnapped how they felt about living with him.
That probably meant that I will be seeing him more than normal and it will be harder to avoid him, but of course I was in no place to complain at all.
As I was walking past him so that I could head over to the room that I have been given to change into some nice looking clothes, I didn’t know what came into me as I was walking past him, my subconscious reminded me not to fo it, but of course I was dumb and nosy, and my lips moved as an unexpected question escaped through them.
“Did something happen to you?” I said, referring to the injury that was on his neck and he seemed to understand from the way he instinctively brushed it with his palm and then he chuckled sarcastically
“You must have a lot of worry up your sleeve if you have some to spare for me…”
I bit my bottom lip.
“I’m not worried about you…” I lied through my teeth, hoping to give him a taste of his own medicine for once. He was used to saying this kind of thing to me, so I wanted to give him a little jab myself while keeping my head, of course.
“I was just curious, nothing else,” I told him with a shrug, and suddenly, I felt him approaching me from behind and then he leaned over to whisper in my ear and his cologne was overcoming my senses and I was feeling a little dizzy.
“You seem to have gotten really funny since I left…”
He said in a low drawn-out voice and I bit my lip harder, flinching when I felt his cold nose brush over a sensitive spot on my collarbone..
“… Do you have any other jokes to tell me?”
I immediately felt goosebumps breaking out across my bare skin as I shook my head and as soon as he gave me a little breather, I immediately ran as if I was getting chased until I was in my room. I splashed a little water on myself and then after that, I put on a short gown with a jean jacket top.
I didn’t really put much consideration into my outfit, but oftentimes I wished that I could because it would make me feel less insecure when he was staring at me. Which was obviously a habit of his that he never seems to get tired of.
Staring at me as if he was trying to drill a hole through my head with his ocean blue eyes.
Maria came to check up on me and then she told me that he was getting impatient while waiting for me.
I didn’t realize that I had taken that much time, maybe I probably didn’t. He was just eager to make my life difficult.
“Don’t worry, Maria,” I assured her.
“I’m already ready…”
I said as I followed her then she let me over to her boss who was indeed impatiently waiting in front of his car.
And as I expected, he raked his eyes over me. It would have been easier to ignore if he had stopped after a fleeting moment. but that wasn’t the case. He thoroughly stared me up from head to toe until I was squirming awkwardly beneath his intense gaze.
Trust him to take any chance he could get so far it involves making me feel uncomfortable.
He finally averted his gaze and I could breathe well once again, as I farted my gaze towards the car. I recognised it as a limited edition of the Lamborghini brand.
Just how loaded was this guy?
“Are you going to get in or keep gawking?” He snapped and I pursed my lips as I pulled the door and slid into the car.
He drove out of the compound at such a fast pace that made my head spin.