Touch Of A Burning Flame

Chapter 7

Escape

Penelope's pov

I hate him.

How dare he do this to me. How dare he ruin my name!

No matter how I think about it, I still don't get it!

I know that what I did was wrong, but I know that it would benefit both of us! And it happened. I reached my dream of being an actress,while he glows up and all.

And he should thoroughly think about it. He changed a lot for the better—well, I'm talking about his appearance, not his attitude. But more than that, I can see from this place that he became successful too, in whatever career he has right now.

I turned my back when someone opened the door. I locked myself in that damn room the whole day, but yeah, they have their keys.

"What?" I asked under the damn blanket.

"Miss, Sir Pierre is, uh, waiting on the dining table. He wants to dinner with you."

I snorted.

What the hell? He really has the guts? After what he did and said to me, he still wants me to have dinner with him? No freaking way!

I would rather die of hunger. That's better in this kind of situation.

"Tell him, f*ck his sh*t."

"M-miss?"

I rose from the damn small bed and glared at the young servant.

"Told him, I won't eat! Not with him! Not in his place! Now leave!" I shouted in annoyance. She immediately ran out of the room.

I sighed and slumped myself on the bed again, but my eyes flew to the surveillance camera in the corner. I winced when I realized someone was probably watching me right now.

I wandered my eyes to find something that I could use to break that thing.

Screw him! I don't care anymore! If he sues me for that thing, I will sue him too!

But it will only happen once I get out of here.

I went to the bathroom to get soap. I have no other choice but to use it.

"Damn you, Pierre." I said, but I was on the action when someone knocked on the door again. Afterwards, the same woman peeked at the door. Her face whitened when she saw me standing with a soap bottle in my hand.

"M-miss…Sir Pierre said that he won't eat if you won't go down." she hesitantly said.

"Are you kidding me? I don't care if he won't eat or not!" Then I throw the soap battle again. My eyes widened when I hit it. I laughed when it dropped to the floor.

Now, I can sleep without being uncomfortable with whoever's watching me in twety four seven.

"I never knew I had a talent at this." I looked back at the door, but the servant wasn't there anymore. I laughed and went to the bathroom to put back the soap battle and take a bath to prepare to sleep. but my lips turned in line when I saw Pierre inside the room looking down at the surveillance camera that I knocked off.

"What are you doing here? Did you already finish eating your dinner, sir?" I asked with sarcasm.

His eyes went to me. It darkened when he saw me with just a towel. Well I forgot to bring clothes.

"You broke this?" he asked instead, and I could feel his eyes following me when I went to the cabinet to find a decent clothes .

I rolled my eyes while rummaging through the big-size shirts. Isn't it obvious? There's no one here who would do that except me.

I raised another plain shirt. Why is this all so damn big? And what should I do with my underwear? I have nothing to wear.

"I'm asking you—what are you doing?!"

His voice thundered when the towel fell off my body when my hands left them. I looked back at him.

"Sorry, it fell." I said, still with sarcasm. I wore a blue t-shirt that was above my knee. Well, I think I don’t need a bra with this. The material is thick, and my boobs are not that big.

I turned back on him, and I saw him clenching his jaw while trying to evade my eyes.

I smirked and went to him. I saw his Adam's apple move before he eyed me with his green eyes.

I noticed that the longer I saw him without his thick glasses, he became more and more attractive. That's why it's all the more to stay here with him.

"Yes, I broke it. Now, can you get out? I'll sleep now."

He raised his eyebrow before he scanned me. He shut his eyes tightly before he moved his hand to the back of his neck. As if he's stressed or something.

"Where's your bra? And why weren't you wearing shorts?"

Now this is his problem too? What is his real issue with me?

"What are you still asking? Do you really think I have something to wear, huh?" I pointed his chest. "Just a reminder, bastard, you damn kidnapped me! So it's obvious that I have nothing to wear!"

His eyes dropped on it before he removed my hand.

"i'll buy you then, tomorrow." he said in a hoarse voice. "But for now, you're not allowed to leave this room without it." he firmly said.

My lips parted before I pressed them together and rolled my eyes at him.

"You really think that's just what I want?"

He licked his lips before he answered, "Then I'll buy you new clothes too."

This man.

I heavily sighed to calm myself down. "You…you really think what I need right now is clothes? I don't need any of it! I want you to bring me back to the city now! I need to fix my career, Pierre!"

I held on to his arm. "You already tainted my name, I think that's enough for your revenge or whatever, right? Please, Pierre, let me leave now."

He stared at me for a moment, and I did too, so he could see that I was damn serious.

"No." he answered, just like I expected.

I clenched my jaw and turned my back on him. I closed the lamp without looking at him and went to bed. Though, he was still there.

It's useless to beg him again.

"You're still not yet eating." he said in the darkness while I was trying to sleep.

"Just go away, I won’t eat anything."

I heard him sighed before his footsteps. The door shut, and I couldn't hear him anymore. I opened my eyes and opened the lamp after a few minutes.

If he won't be melt with my begging, then I’ll just escape this sh*t place.

I slowly opened the door. Just like what I expected, there's a man in the distance. There are two, and they were laughing at whatever they were watching on their cellphones. Well, it's good timing for me.

I tiptoed and slowly walked past them. They are so distracted that they didn't even notice me.

I grinned and immediately went down the stairs. I saw another man on my way, so I immediately hid in a room behind me that turned out to be a library. I exhaled, but I was stunned when I heard voices talking.

"Did you really do that?"

"What do you mean?"

I hid on the bookshelves when I saw Pierre and Diana. Pierre was busy doing some stuff on his laptop while the other was behind him, massaging his shoulders with her exposed chest.

My face turned sour. Damn that b*tch.

"You know what I mean, Pierre. What I am talking about is the issue of your ex-fiancé. You have something to do about that, right?"

I bit my lips while waiting for his answer.

"I have nothing to do with that."

I gasped and covered my lips. Is he serious?

"R-Really? But you said…"

He sighed. "It's not me." he firmly said.

Before I could hear more, I immediately went out of that room. My feet reached the outside while my thoughts were flying.

If he didn't do anything. Why did he say those words? Why did he say that it was his fault? What is he trying to do?

I wiped my eyes as I watched the strong waves coming at me.

No, even if he didn’t do anything. He still kidnapped me. So I need to get out of here now.

The waves hit my body. It was scary. But what scared me the most was staying there without doing anything. I need to save my name before I lose everything.