New room

The ride was smooth, the mysterious pretty man hadn’t said a word to me since I entered the vehicle, it only told me one thing, I’d be punished for the stunt I pulled earlier, shit. “Are we there yet?” I ask him, he glances at me, taking in my full appearance, and then a cold wind passes through me, causing a shiver to run down my spine. Does he always look at people this way, his eyes, icy blue and piercing through my skin? Making me uncomfortable, I then look down at my dress. Suddenly I feel exposed, I try to drag the material over my shoulders to cover my exposed shoulders. He says nothing, just keeps his gaze on me, he looks young like about 25, hopefully. I’m not exactly good with reading ages. “How old are you? You don’t look like you’re that old, I’m personally thinking along the lines of 25, am I wrong?” I say to him, he glances in my direction but says nothing, he looks like he’s pissed, that’s strange, for someone who has that much money. “Your accent” was the only word that came out of his mouth, his voice raspy and deep. My eyes almost faltered from the sound of his voice, before I registered that he spoke to me. “Oh yeah, it’s kind of just something I picked up, I know I also picked up a couple of other accents, there’s not much one can do in Alice Walter, am I right?” I say to him the last question in an American accent. His lips then curved at that, and he smirked at me. I smile to myself. That sounds like a win to me anyway, I then begin to get chilly in the vehicle, I rub my shoulders a few times, I look over to him, and his suit jacket is discarded by his side, his top two buttons unbuttoned and his skin is left visible under the dark fabric of his shirt, it looks soft. He closes his eyes and stays still, his head resting on the edge of the seat, his whole body looks alert, save for the relaxed look on his face. His neatly trimmed dark hair, and eyebrows, are thick with a faint scar slashing across his left brow complementing his trimmed medium beard which comes together nicely to frame his pale pink lips, his jawline looks sharp enough to cut through my finger. Christ, he is very pretty, I say to myself. Well for a mafia man who buys people, he is pretty, I guess not all demons have horns, I smile to myself. I then kick off my shoes and fold my legs into myself to savor some warmth. I then slide into the seat and hug my legs to my chest. I then fall into a deep pit of darkness but this darkness isn’t familiar, it is a strange type of darkness. This darkness was calm and peaceful, it was quiet and calm, it was soothing and the best darkness I’ve experienced in a very long while, maybe it was the softness of the seat or the cold embrace of the leather underneath my skin, or maybe it was the scent of cloves, cinnamon and distinct sandalwood that made the atmosphere peaceful enough for me.

“Roseanne?” Who is calling me? I’m not ready to wake up from this beautiful darkness yet, I am so not ready to wake up yet Penny, but that doesn’t sound like Penny. She sounds very not like her, it can’t be Ma either, she doesn’t sound that way, none of the mistresses sound like that. Maybe it’s them again, maybe Mistress Harper has it out for me again and it’s time, but she said they’d leave me alone this time, “please don’t take me back Mistress Harper, please just let me be, please,” I say tears spilling from my eyelids, “Roseanne” I hear the voice again, this time I decide to open my eyes instead and then I see him, the handsome man, the demon without horns, the angel that was cast down to earth for the sole purpose of disorienting women and to lead them to damnation. I blink once, then twice, and I then arrange myself and sit up, “yes sir,” I say to him, my eyes looking down avoiding his gaze, the intensity of his gaze doesn’t leave me for the next two minutes and I let myself to be the spectacle of his attention for the moment, it felt good. “Get out,” he says to me, I then look around me and then the vehicle has come to a stop sure enough. I then grab my heels and hop down from the vehicle immediately after him. As my bare feet hit the cold floor, I stare ahead and my eyes land on a large building, armed men in black uniforms surround the whole building and it looks like they are ready to fight anytime soon, woah, the house is massive, the exterior looks very different from Alice Walter. This building has a more modern look to it, the structure is like that of a modern house, the exterior design is black and grey, there’s a pool on the top roof, the windows look wide and the whole place just screams dark and mysterious, I don’t think dark and broody is the lord of the manor because he looks too young to be in charge of everything here, maybe he’s just like a consigliere or something. I mean it’s not even possible, “move it” I hear a different person say, then and he’s not here, the demon without horns is gone and I am surrounded by a lot of men armed and in black uniform, and my head starts to act. I have a lot of PTSD from being surrounded by men. “Move it sweetness” I hear another voice call behind me. Please don’t touch me, please don’t hand me over to the men please save me, I’m tired of this, I knew that my new captors would not care about me but then I didn’t know that things would go badly. I kept walking in front of the voice that kept talking, ordering me on what path to take and all of that. “Hey Belissima” a voice yells behind me, I then turn to the voice, and I see another good-looking man, he looks more boyish than manly, he had earrings on and a biz cut to fit him, and he wore a black shirt with a silver chain. “What are you doing here? You lost darling?” He says to me, his voice smooth, his tone suggestive, I just shake my head and smile at him politely. “No, I was told to keep moving so I just kept moving,” I say to the fine-looking young man. He then returns the smile, “alright Baby doll, I’ve got you,” he says and then touches my shoulder, I flinch a little at that, he raises a brow at me and then I smile it off. He then waved over a girl in uniform who was passing by, she came towards us but stopped about three feet behind him with her head lowered, woah that’s standard Alice Walter training and I forgot, I almost facepalm myself “Anyways sweetness, Alisa here is going to show you to your new quarters he says to me with a sweet smile, I return the smile to him and then he proceeds to go out of the big hall, leaving behind me and the girl named Alisa. She says nothing and just proceeds to walk, I then take the initiative to follow her, and she keeps walking, I try to catch up but she has long legs, and she’s tall, we then end up in a building, separate from the one I walked into, the building has several doors leading to different rooms, she then unlocks one of the rooms and turns to me. “This is going to be your room for now, the main building housing the staff is going through some renovations and it’s a room short so you’d be here for the time being,” she says to me. “Wait, does that mean I’m the only staff staying here?” I ask her, “This is Mr Armani's quarters, your uniform as well as the schedule is in your room already, welcome to hell beautiful,” she says to me with a smile that doesn’t reach her face and leaves me standing in front of the door to my newly acquired room.