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.

it before me and bowed before walking out of the room. I munched on my food realizing how hungry I was. After I was done I

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

are you doing?” I heard Whitney and looked towards

I stated the

exclaimed horrified as she ran

to that” she tried to take the plate

“But why? I am just washing the dishes. Whats the

big deal is you are not the maid. She is” I looked towards the kitchen door to

problem?” I

already told you that she must not be doing all this. Didn’t I?” he asked Whitney ignoring

steps towards us and I looked

going on?

and stood before Whitney.

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

your house that you will do whatever you want” he snapped making

whatever I say is final. You have to

the room leaving both of us in the kitchen

forget that this is not my house” I spoke

black knee ripped skinny jeans 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 I was going. I was certainly sure that he must be living in a place were crime percentage must be higher than any other place. After all

and then the door opened to reveal Whitney. She came inside with a glass of

you Whitney I needed it” I told her and

last meet Madam” she told me and I nodded sadly

you soon” I told her to which she gave me a small smile nodding in response.

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

worry Zachary won’t fire you” I told her and she nodded.

go Madam. Sir has asked for you with your luggage and I am here

on my

tension between and him. But whatever it is I can assure you that he will take care of you” she told me

joke” I thought but nevertheless gave

Whitney out of the room but stopped and looked back at the room.

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

“Take care” I whispered to which she responded

which she returned with her own smile. I saw one of 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

sat back on my seat sighing. It’s funny what my life was playing with me. What I planned with my life, what I thought to

I looked to my side to find him looking out of the window, seating 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

to turn towards

we reached the

International Airport.

we are in

capital of Egypt. The airport was the busiest place and I could see as

wanting to create a scene

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 my glasses. A man behind us wheeled our luggage while another one looked here and there. Judging by