"What are those for?" Lila asked, eyeing Victor warily. Victor walked towards the nightstand peering into it. "Well one of that is aspirin for your hangover and the other are some Plan B pills." Victor answered.
"Plan B?" She said looking for confirmation. "Yes, plan B, we can't have you getting pregnant." Victor replied. "What do you mean pregnant?" She asked, her eyes widening in realization. "Do not tell me you did. No you did not... No, no, no. You are such a terrible and disgusting person." She says in disbelief.
"I get that a lot, nothing special coming from you. Now drink up unless you want to get pregnant and I definitely would not be taking responsibility for that." Victor told her. Lila looked at Victor shocked and then scoffed before sitting up and taking the drugs.
She pushed back the blankets angrily, gathering her things to leave. "Where are my clothes and the rest of my stuff, Victor?" She asked him. A sly grin crept on Victor's face as he rubbed the back of his neck, "Well your clothes might have gone missing from our event last night." He answered. "You are unbelievable." She said to Victor rolling her eyes. "Well so I will not be tagged as a terrible person, I will have the maid lay out something for you to wear." Victor said.
Lila stomped up to Victor her finger pointing to his chest, with gritted teeth she said, "You are already a terrible person. That will not change anything. Consider this our last meeting. I do not want to have anything to do with you again." Lila walked off.
"That was not what you were saying last night." Victor teased. Lila opened the door and slammed it behind her. Covering her body with her hands, she walked down the hallway searching for a maid.
Eventually she bumped into one at the end of the corridor. "Hi, please can I please use a shower and some spare clothes." She begged. The maid with greying hair looked at her with kind eyes, "Sure come this way, Mr. Crane already asked us to make some arrangements."
Her frail arm stretched towards the left. Lila followed her directions coming to stop in front of a door. She pushed open the door, to reveal a grand room, painted in purple. Each furniture piece and decor has a touch of purple to it and were placed perfectly.
Picture frames littered the room, each one holding retro style images. "You can change here with any clothes in the closet and the bathroom is behind that door." The maid said her voice shaking. Lila stepped into the room her eyes taking in everything. She turned to shut the door, but held it slightly open.
"Excuse me but this does not seem like a guest room to me." She said to the maid. The maid smiled. "Well it is not, It was Mr. Crane's mother's." The maid explained. Then walked off quickly.
"Oh okayy." Lila said eyeing the maid suspiciouy as she walked off. She shut the door and locked it, her body shivering realizing she was still nude. She walked to the bathroom turning the shower on to the highest temperature as she showered and warmed up. Her mind reeling with thoughts and events that happened that night.
A few minutes later she stepped out of the bathroom wearing a fluffy robe and her hair wrapped in a towel. She walked into the walk in closet looking for an outfit. Her feet padding the soft carpet of the closet she looked around impressed by the taste of Mr. Crane's mother.
Each dress arranged according to color themes. She went for a simple black dress not wanting to ruin anything expensive and sentimental. The black dress was slightly loose at the waist otherwise it fit perfectly. After dressing up.
She walked towards the cart in the room and poured herself a glass of water. Exploring the room while sipping water. She could see the smile and joy on younger Victor's face and wondered when he turned into this vicious monster. But who was she to care, he took advantage of her and everyone who he comes across. Getting agitated and annoyed again, she opened the door quickly.
"I have to leave this place immediately." She said to herself.
She traced her way back to Victor's room and barged in. Walking towards him and standing directly in front of him. "I am dressed up and ready to leave, I need your address so I can get a driver to come pick me." Lila told him "Don't you think it's quite late for that? Why don't you rest my driver would take you home in the morning." Victor suggested
"No, I want to go home now." Lila refused. "I am not staying her a second longer than I have to." Lila added. "Okay," Victor agreed "I will see you on your way out." He told her. She nodded, Victor lead the way to the front door of the house, where his car and chauffeur was parked.
Lila slid into the backseat not saying another word to Victor. Victor spoke to the chauffeur who nodded then pulled out and drove towards Lila's house. On the way there, her headache had returned. Hee fingers massaging her forehead trying to soothe the pain. Her eyes dropped shut, she felt sleepy too. She could not wait to get home and get some decent rest.
Lila walked into her room after Victor's chauffeur dropped her. She slumped on the bed without getting a change of clothes and passes out from exhaustion.
The next morning the house buzzed with activities in preparation for the barbecue her parents were hosting very soon. Lila was still fast asleep. She was pulled from that sleep with a knock on her door. She woke up, taking a moment to think before standing up. She walked towards the door her limp now more obvious than last night. Her body ached with pain. Although she was angry at Victor she could not remember the last time she was properly fucked this way.
She got to the door and opened it to see a maid in front of her. "Good morning miss, a delivery company personnel is here to deliver a package to you and insists you come in person to sign it.