Chapter 7: DON'T YOU DARE

“Yeah, it’s me”, I said awkwardly as I quickly took my hands away.

An intimidating huge butler with a frightening baritone said. His face was emotionless and cold.

“Follow me please”, he said and turned. With nervous steps I followed him into the house.

The floor was covered with marble and pure white walls. Some gigantic abstract painting looked in the hallway- the work of a famous artists she had ever heard of. Beautiful artifacts skillfully arranged and on a polished wooden shelf were all his awards. They were up to 13 or so.

The fact that I had agreed to come to his house for an unnecessary punishment burned within me. He was the one that placed his leg on the way and made me trip over it. How was that my fault ?

“Take advantage of the situation…….”, Sarah’s words popped again in my memory.

“Oh I’m gonna take real advantage of the situation. He would regret the stunt he pulled”, I whispered with clenched fist. Oh he thought because I was gentle, I could be intimidated. He doesn’t