Chapter Six

MELISSA’S POV

I was back in my room, and could not get the thought of what had happened between Lord Vincenzo and I out of my mind. Although, it had ended just with a kiss, and it seemed like it was the influence of the alcohol.

But the only thing that weighed on me was the fact that he reminded me that I know him even before I was auctioned to him. I had tried to forget it as long as he didn’t remember me, but he telling me I looked familiar only pushed dread down my throat.

~flashback~

FIVE YEARS AGO

I was left alone in the house because my aunt and her son had gone out to have fun at the mall and what hit me hard in the heart was the fact that they would go to the cinema and have fun with the virtual games as well.

My aunt had ordered me to do the laundry, and clean the home before she got back. I even had to do my cousin’s laundry as well which was disgusting because most of his pants was stained with his semen.

I squeezed my face as I sorted out the clothes which were meant to be handwashed and the ones which could be washed by the washing machine.

Suddenly, I heard a loud sound which was certainly the sound of the door being flung open. I stood up immediately, and walked towards the sitting room only to see a man dressed in a black suit, locking the door.

I was horrified because blood was dripping from his hurt shoulder, and he seemed to be in immense pain. Although I feared him because he was a stranger and seemed deadly, but I could not ignore the fact that he was badly wounded in his arm.

I ran to him, and held his arm.

“Stay put and sit here. I will get you a first-aid box.” I said to him and ran over to my aunt’s room where she had kept the first-aid box.

I rushed back to the sitting room, and helped him pull off his suit, and shirt. I was awed by how fit he looked with no shirt on, and my eyes drifted to his face. He was good looking, and my eyes gaped open in awe.

“Can you admire me after I have been treated?” He spoke out, still squeezing his face in pain.

“Oh! I’m sorry.” I said, snapping out of my thoughts.

I treated the wound and wrapped a bandage around his arm until it was perfect.

“Where is your bathroom?” He asked immediately.

I was expecting a thank you, but I guess he wanted to use the restroom first.

“Uhm… It’s this way.” I stood up, and led the way to the bathroom.

“The barrel is filled with water?” He inquired inquisitively.

“Yes. Is that a problem?” I asked, looking baffled at his unexpected question.

“No, it’s perfect.” He responded, staring at the barrel with a pleased expression.

“Perfect?” I repeated, baffled at his awkwardness.

All of a sudden, he grabbed me and opened the barrel.

“What are you trying to do?” I voiced out, in fear.

“Getting rid of you.” He responded as he stared into my eyes.

All I could see in his eyes were coldness and brutality.

“But…but I helped you.”

“I didn’t ask for your help. No one should live to see this weakness.” He sneered, and pushed me inside the water, holding my shoulders down as I tried to escape from his grip.

“You will have to drown and die. If you perhaps get out alive, and I set my eyes on you anywhere, I will ensure to finish off the work perfectly.” He threatened, and pushed my head in, and locked the barrel tight.

~back to reality~

I shook my head to snap out of the dreadful flashback. I was relieved that he didn’t remember me when I was auctioned to him, and I hope that he wouldn’t remember me, no matter how familiar I seem to him.

It would be so easy for him to finish me off instantly without anyone looking for me. But even if he were to remember me, before he does, I have to get all the information that can make him crumble, and give them to Michael Deaton.

That way, he wouldn’t be able to lay a hand on me. I laid on my bed, and went under the covers and let out an exhausted sigh.

“Mother, father, I hope your spirits will shine luck on me.” I muttered under my breath with my eyes beginning to feel heavy.

~

I felt the sun’s warm rays on my face, and I squeezed my face and rubbed my eyes until it opened to see the bright day. I yawned and stretched and looked out of the window.

The estate was quiet, and I could only hear a bird chirping like it was looking for something. Today, I was to go to a college, and hopefully what Lord Vincenzo wants me to study is to my liking.

Not everyone can do well in a field of study which they have zero interest in, and I was one of them. I wouldn’t want college to be another reason I am experiencing more torture.

I stood up reluctantly and dragged my feet to the bathroom. It was best to get prepared before Cecilia knocks on the door to tell me Lord Vincenzo calls for me. It would be a disaster to find out I wasn’t ready.

I brushed my teeth vigorously and spat into the sink, and rinsed it off. Then I stayed under the shower and turned it on. Whoa! It was refreshing as the water sprouted out on my head and body.

I scrubbed as fast as I could, and washed my hair as well. As soon as I was done, I walked out of the bathroom, and got dressed, then tied my hair up into a bun.

Then a knock came on the door.

“Lord Vincenzo calls for you, Melissa.” Cecilia informed.

I smiled, and walked out of the room. I was ready, so i could foresee that there would be no problem with him this morning.

“Time to start college.” I muttered under my breath with contained excitement.