Irresistible Invitations

Juliette Pov

I walked back into my room after taking a shower. My body tensed seeing the boxes in my room. Sighing, I made my way towards the wardrobe with great difficulties because of the boxes and managed to pick out a floral print skirt which ended just below my knee and a black blouse.

Still, no briefs to wear.

I wore it and quickly tied my hair into a messy bun. Then I looked towards the boxes and pressed my mouth into a thin line thinking where to start from.

I thought to start from the smaller boxes. So, Jumping on the boxes I reached the middle where I saw the smaller boxes. I took one of them and using the pen that I found inside the wardrobe I tore its tape and opened the box to find just what I was looking.

Briefs.

I took out a garment and checked its size.

It was mine size.

I smiled and took out a black lacey bra and an underwear and ran into the bathroom to wear it.

Back in my room it took a hour to sort out all the smaller boxes. Some had make up things while some have jewelries. I took out a luggage bag and packed the necessities. Now it was time for the bigger boxes.

I took the pen and tore one of the box only to find clothes. There were many type of clothes. I took out two to three jump suits and some playsuits. I threw aside the mini skirts and the crop tops.

So finally I decided to take some Jumpsuits, playsuits, jeans, tops, gowns, shifter dress, and some shirts.

I packed it all and looked back to one more box left.

I tore open the box and found shoes.

I took out a slipper again perfectly fitting me. I wonder how he knew my size. Then I took out a black stiletto and vans. I packed it and found the bag fully packed. I closed it with utmost difficulty and sat on the bed feeling tired. Then I looked at the mess in my room.

So I got up and kept all the boxes outside of my room. I was now able to breathe properly. The boxes in my room left no space for me to breathe properly. After I was done, I kept the heavy bag at the side of the bed and made the bed properly, changed the bed-sheet, taking a clean one from the wardrobe.

After I was done, I flopped onto the bed on my stomach and felt little relaxed. I wasn’t feeling sleepy at all. I was just tired and hungry now.

He told me that he was going to take me to his family. I wonder what is his family like.

Sure I already have guessed it that he belongs to the mafia world so that means his family is also involved with him. In no way a family will ever remain oblivious to the fact that one of their member is a cruel, ruthless mafia man who orders others using his gun point.

So I need to bear his mafia family too?

I am sure everyone in his family must be like him. Cold and cruel.

Its funny how every word that starts from the letter C perfectly fits his personality. Of course his negative personalities.

The door of my room opened and I looked back over my shoulder to find Whitney holding a tray.

and bowed before walking out of the room. I munched on

my room, I found the boxes that I kept their previously disappeared. With a shrug, I headed towards the kitchen. I kept the dishes in the sink and turned around to leave but then stopped thinking I didn’t have any other work to do. So I turned around and began to wash all the dishes

and looked towards her to find her looking at me

dishes” I stated the obvious.

exclaimed horrified as

“You are not supposed to that” she tried to take the plate away from

just washing the dishes. Whats the big deal in it?” I asked confused.

you are not the maid. She is” I looked towards the kitchen door to find Zachary standing and glaring

“What’s your problem?”

that she must not be doing all this. Didn’t I?” he asked

doing here?” he took menacing steps towards us and I

What’s going on?

jumped in and

knew that I was in here washing all this and its not her fault. I did it because I wanted to because whenever I was free or bored I would always help my mom in my

house that you will do whatever you want” he snapped

“This is my house and here whatever I say is final. You have to do

he said and left the room leaving both of us in

“Nobody ever talked to me like that ever and I can never forget that this is not my house” I spoke to myself but was sure that Whitney heard me. I walked out of the kitchen and headed towards my room.

with flat black boots. I wore a loose sweater and made my hair into a neat ponytail. I took a scarf and covered my head and took a sunglass with me. As I got ready, I kept on thinking where

knock on the door and then the door opened to reveal Whitney. She came inside with

Thank you Whitney I needed it” I told her and gladly

meet Madam” she told me and I nodded sadly keeping the empty

try to meet you soon” I told her to which she gave me a small

for saving me back there. I was thinking that I was going to loose this job. It would’ve been very difficult for me if I lost this job. This job allows me to pay my rent and bills” she looked sad while speaking. I held her shoulder and gave it a small squeeze assuring her that everything was okay

won’t fire you” I told her

with your luggage and I

on

is I can

“He will take care of me. What a joke” I thought but nevertheless gave her a half smile.

of the room but stopped and looked back

will never miss you” I spoke to myself recalling the time how I was brought here and was locked inside it. With that I turned around and walked following Whitney. We walked out of the house and I saw Zachary talking to some of his men outside of the house. As soon as he saw us he signaled someone far away for the car and continued talking to those men. As the Car pulled by before us I couldn’t but help myself from hugging Whitney for the last time. Well it was apparently my first and last time actually because God only knew if I was going to live or not to see the daylights when I reach his real

“Take care” I whispered to which she responded softly “You

the man loading our luggage while Zachary didn’t even bother for me to sit inside. He went inside before me. I sighed and got inside the car sitting as far as possible from him. As the driver ignited the engine I rolled down the window

my life was playing with me. What I planned with my life, what I thought to do but it came

casually as if nothing ever happened in his life. He was calm and he looked relaxed. I wonder what was going on inside his evil mind. Probably thinking ways to kill people or to destroy lives. How can a human be

and as he was about to turn towards me I

an hour we reached the airport.

International

are in Cairo.

a shame that I didn’t get any chance to jaunt around the capital of Egypt. The airport was the busiest place and

“Wear your glasses” I heard him and not wanting to create a scene I wore the black sunglasses and

in while I tried to match his long strides, stumbling a few times and him glaring at me, I rolled my eyes not bothering about the consequences because I knew he couldn’t see my eyes through