My stomach growled again.
It was not easy to starve myself.
Heaving a defeated sigh, I groaned in desperation. My eyes closed shut as I rubbed my belly.
It wouldn't be wrong to sneak some food from kitchen. Atleast that wouldn't be drugged. And asking Silas for food, I couldn't afford to getting drugged again.
Opening the door of the room, I looked from left to right. The hallway was clear. It was my chance. Licking my dry lips, I walked towards the stairs. The building was quiet, bodyguards were on patrol maybe. Whatever the reason was, I was happy that no one was in sight. Finding the kitchen wasn't difficult for me.
Just on the right of the main door, there was a modern sized open kitchen. A small long refrigerator on left corner, groceries on kitchen counter, pots assemble
