A sleepy groan slipped out of Jasira’s mouth as she pulled the comforter up her head, she made a mental note to close the window blind the next time. Oh! there won’t be a next time.
She sprangled up from the bed immediately at the thought, today was her second day here and it had felt like centuries already.
She pushed the comforter away only to notice she was still in her towel, every part of her body heat up as the memory flooded her head. They took up space in her head showing her all the embarrassing she did yesterday.
She begged! She freaking begged for his touch, for his sinful hand to dominate all of her body.
This was dangerous, she was supposed to hate him, everything about him especially his hands.
This freaking manor was dangerous, everything about the high white manor was destructive for her tiny self.
She scurried down the bed and walked lazily towards the ensuite that was bigger than the one at her formal house, it was bigger and finer but it doesn’t feel like home, it wasn’t peaceful at all.
And when she stood under the shower, glancing at her pink nipple that was now red and fluffy from his touch and her scrub from yesterday but that doesn’t stop her. She kept scrubbing and scrubbing all his touch away till she was satisfied she was not imagining his fingers lingering on her lap, his fingers tracing her thigh upward till she was sure she was not feeling his finger at the entrance of her pussy. How his mouth took her nipple in his mouth? How she was supposed to hate it but instead arched her back so she could feel him more?
And when she was satisfied that she was clean from his sinful touch, she stepped out of the shower and wrapped her towel around her body.
It’s early in the morning, he won’t be in her room, she thought as she stepped out.
“Geez!” She shouted when she saw Alejandro sitting on her bed like yesterday, her hands went to her tied towel instantly and she increased the force she used in tying it earlier.
With the illuminated light, she was able to see every one of his tight features and when she tried to inhale new oxygen, she got a whip of his musky scent and a scent she knew so well, cancer-stick scent, he smells of cigarettes like he just finished his cancer-stick and came for her.
“What are you doing here?” Why must she keep asking this particular question every time he was here? She knew the reason he was here already.
Alejandro lifted his head and stared at her, bearing a hole into her chest, then his eyes moved to her full round lips that looked so plump and pinkish like she has someone sucking them, he want that lips but not now.
He rose to his feet and he saw her jerk back, a small dark chuckle left her mouth.
“C’mon baby girl, I don’t kill until…” He trailed off playing with the ring on his little finger with his eyes fixed on her.
“You deserve it.” Jasira swallowed her lump at how dark his voice became when he completed his sentence, how the words molded around his lips like it was to be there all while.
She arched her back and dug her nails into her naked thigh, the towel she was using was a bit shorter than yesterday, this one barely reached her mid-thigh. She became conscious of dressing and moved back.
She stepped back at every step Alejandro took toward her. He shook his head, she saw his eyebrow twitch and his lips curve a bit. She saw amusement on his face but it disappeared as quickly as if it was not there, if not that she had his eyes fixed on his eyebrow that felt like a dagger cutting through her anytime she glanced at them.
She suddenly stopped moving back, it was of no use anyway, her heart pounding loudly in her ribcage threatening to tear her chest apart so her heart could splatter all over the ground with thick dark blood surrounding it.
With two long strides, he was standing before her glaring into her light hazel eyes daggerly.
She inched to talk, to say something, to scream in his face that he should leave her alone, to tell him he hated him as much as his scrappy hands.
Her throat went dry and her breath caught up in the cobwebs of scents.
His scent was in her throat, replacing her breath with a cancer-stick scent, and when he brought his hand to her hair in his hands. She went still.
“What… what are you going?” She stuttered, she could hear every pound of her wild heart.
Alejandro said nothing and only molded his palm around her hair for a while before moving away from her.
“Don’t mess up your hair.” He warned coldly.
“But___
“Don’t you dare?” He snapped.
“Okay.” She nodded, Alejandro glanced at her once again before he found his way out of her room
What just happened? Jasira stood rooted on the ground trying to figure out what just happened, her hand went to her only to realize that he had packed it Into a ponytail.
What the heck? She thought swallowing her lump, she badly want to unpack it but his warning resounded in her ear, *Don’t mess up your hair* even though she hated him, she knew better than not to follow his order.
Releasing another breath she walked to the closet planning her escape, going through the main door is risky, the distance from her window to the ground is quite much, but there was no way she was not escaping tonight.
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Jasira was rummaging through her clothes finding long and strong clothes that she could tie together. She had already dumped the comforter and the bedspread into the heaps of the selected clothes.
Her eyes went to the clock, 7:00 pm, she still have at least three hours to get ready.
There was a knock on the door and she knew definitely it is not Alejandro, Alejandro doesn’t knock, he walked in like he owned her room, well; he did.
“You… you may come in.” She muttered clearly enough to be heard outside, she left the clothes and walked to the door.
Her eyes twitched when she saw Lilly by her door, what on earth is she doing here?
“Ma… ma’am.” She called lowly swallowing the sudden lump in her throat.
“Hey,” Lilly answered cheerfully walking further into her room.
“Did you like it?”
“What?” She asked, twitching her lips to the side.
“The decoration of the room.”
“I ordered the maids to do it knowing you’d be kept here.”
“Oh__” She trailed off, why does she think that Alejandro could pull something like this off? No wonder it was colorful and beautiful, his mother ordered the maids to decorate it.
She knew she would be kept here made her wonder if she was not the first lady to be brought home by her son and it left her curious about where the other ladies before her are. She shivered at the thought in her mind. What if he had killed them? That adds to one of the reasons she needed to run away.
“Did you need any help?” Lilly questioned glancing at the scattered clothes on the floor.
“No, thank you.” She responded politely and she nodded.
“I notice you haven’t had anything since morning.”
Her words made her stomach grumble, she was very hungry but could only die in silence because she was scared, scared of stepping out of her room and colliding with Alejandro, the fact that she refused to dwell on the thought that his room was beside hers, the idea was given goosebumps.
“Yes, I don’t know my way around.”
“Of course, I knew so I brought you food.”
“What?” She gasped but Lilly smiled instead and went to her door, she cracked it open and stretched to collect a tray from the maid standing outside.
Jasira’s stomach grumbled louder when she saw her advancing towards her with delicacies, the aroma filling her nose alerting her that she had not had anything since she got here.
“Thank you so much.” She beamed collecting the tray and settled it on the neat marble floor.
She opened the covered bowl and was delighted at the sight of casserole that smell so good.
She was ready to dig into her food when a question came to her mind.
“Why are you being nice?”
Lilly was amazed by her question but she smiled instead.
“Because I am always nice.”
“But your son__” She interjected trailing off.
Lilly chuckled genuinely, Jasira saw the difference between her and Alejandro clearly. Her chuckle was heart-warming while his was heart-wrenching.
“We are two different people.” She answered simply and proceed to go out.
“I’m sorry for the question.” She apologized realizing how rude and ungrateful she was for asking that question when she only got her food.
Lilly released a small smile to her and walked out. Jasira sighed heavily before she started eating.
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11:00 pm
Jasira threw down the long rope she made with her clothes earlier, she kept throwing it until she was sure it had reached the ground, going to the other end which she tied to the bed leg. She pulled it and notice it was tight.
She exhaled with her eyes briefly shut, she just hope she was not caught.
Inhaling heavily once more, she throw herself over the window grabbing the rope as she climbed down.
It was easier than she expected and within minutes she was back on her feet looking around for any danger when she was sure that the route was clear, she tiptoed around the house to find if there was any back gate.
After tiptoeing around the house for a while dodging the guards that are loitering around the house, or maybe it was easy for her because everywhere was extremely dark and silent, it was to her luck that the sky was darker with no moon or stars in sight.
She rubbed her arm over the black turtle neck top she wore, even though she was all covered even her hair, she felt chills running through her body.
She finally saw a mini black gate that was not guarded and it looked more like a trap that it was left unsecured or maybe it was that she was lucky today. Blessing dripped through her body for once in her life.
She slide the gate opened and stepped out into the darkness, she was free! Free from the devil or so she thought because;
“Going somewhere.” The chill voice resounded through her head, she slowly took a right turn and her jaw dropped.