Chapter 8

Elena

I felt so restless after what I saw last night. I couldn't even sleep well. It kept on replying in my mind over and over again.

Archer is so wicked, he didn't even think twice before killing that maid. And he even referred to me as a thing, a thing!

I'm guessing that women always threw themselves at him so he never begged, that is why he is so proud.

He's such an arrogant prick, so full of himself. A knock on the door startled me, jerking me out of my thoughts. I walked and opened it.

The maid that brought me clothes was standing there with a tray of food. “Here's your food ma'am.” She said with a smile. I opened the door wider, letting her in.

“I'm Elena, just call me that.” I said to her, She only nodded and left.

I went closer to the tray. It was an Italian dish. A loud sigh escaped my lips. I guess this is my life now.

I shook my head vigorously.

“No Elena, this is not your life, I'll fucking get out of this hell hole no matter what.” I scolded myself.

How would I even escape? I don't even know where I am. I didn't really catch the road when we were coming because it was too dark.

They don't even let me step outside my room, let alone outside the house. How will I leave this prison?

This is all because of Tommy. Oh my God. Everytime I remember what he did to me, a new way of how I would end his pathetic life comes into my head.

I can't believe that I loved someone like him. Why did I even agree to meet him? I was perfectly fine.

If only I hadn't met him, I would've been in my apartment sleeping in my comfortable bed. I wouldn't be in this mess.

And that bitch from last night who attacked me, what the fuck is her problem? At the time she grabbed me I was in too much shock to register what was going on.

The next time she tries to do that again, I'm going to pull out her hair, fucking bitch.

I finally decided to try the food and it wasn't bad, in fact it was delicious. I finished it in no time.

They can't lock me in here like I'm some prisoner, I don't care anymore. I suddenly felt something warm in between my thighs. Fuck no, not now. Come on really.

I can't have my period in this mess. I rushed to the washroom. There aren't any pads. Do I have to ask someone for it? Oh fuck this is so annoying.

“What do I do?” I asked myself while pacing up and down.

Well, it's either I get some pads or bleed all over the floor. And I'm not choosing the latter.

I opened my door, this time I didn't peek. I didn't even know where to go? The place was huge and with a lot of rooms.

Ric appeared in front of me as he came from a room nearby.

“Where to? You know you're supposed to stay–”

“I just had my period.” I cut him off and he looked taken aback by what I just said. He wasn't expecting me to be that direct I guess.

He swallowed hard. “Uh, I'll get you some–”

“Thank you.” I turned around and started walking to my room. I didn't even spare him a second glance.

It was a bit embarrassing, but it was necessary. I closed the door behind me as I got into my room. It took a while before I heard a light knock on the door. I opened it and it was Ric holding a bag to my face.

“Thank you.” I said with a smile before taking the bag from him and closing the door. I immediately took a quick shower and changed.

Tomorrow is going to feel like being on a battlefield. The second days of my period are bloody and painful. I heaved a sigh as I collapsed onto my bed.

I don't even have my medicine here. Should I have told Ric to get me some? Maybe I should have.

My stomach started gurgling again. I don't think I can wait for lunch again. I eat like a pig whenever I get my period.

Should I just wait? My tummy made a sound again and I bolted out of the room. I'm not wandering around, I'm just going to the kitchen to get a snack. After that I'll return to my room, very simple.

I was looking down the entire time I was walking and when I looked up, I almost collided with a woman. Luckily I stopped just in time.

“What the hell?” She said in a pissed tone. “I'm sorry, I didn't see you.” Her face creased as she looked at me from head to toe. It wasn't the girl from the other night, this one was different . How many girls live in this goddamn house?

This one had blonde hair, she was wearing a body con dress that hugged her body perfectly, showcasing her nice curves.

She crossed her hands on her chest as she gave me a nasty look. Why is every girl I meet here so cunty?

“And who are you? What the hell are you doing here?”

She said with so much attitude while looking at me up and down. My fists balled beside me as I struggled not to punch her. This bitch, does she think I'm one of the maids?

“That's none of your business.” I heard Archer's deep voice echo. We both turned to the source of the voice.

Archer was standing there, he's so tall. He was wearing a white singlet and a black sweatpant and his body looked hot. He looks like someone who frequents the gym, judging by how toned his body is.

“What are you doing outside your room?” He raised a brow at me and I felt so humiliated.