PLEASE DON'T HURT ME.

“Mmm...” Ann mumbled in her sleep as she woke up. She found herself on a king-size bed in a luxurious room. She was lying on her back, looking up at the ceiling of the well-lit and spectacular bedroom. She had no idea how she got here. Ann wiped her eyes, struggling to figure out where she was and how she got here.

She sat up on the bed, realising she must have been unconscious for a long time. She remembered being on a plane, but now she is in a completely different environment.

She heard the sound of a shower running from the bathroom and immediately began to panic. Recalling what had happened, she realised she must be in Italy and in Alex’s room. Ann jumped out of bed and rushed to the door, desperate to escape, before he came out of the bathroom and found her awake. She opened the door and stepped out, surprised at how beautiful and rich the house was. She was in a freaking billionaire’s mansion. It looks just like it.

She hurried down the hallway and made her way down the stairs,