CLARA'S POV
"Did you have a nice bath Clara??" Arsenio asked with a smirk on his face.
I looked at the only means of escape I had which was the door but it was locked.
"Oh I locked the door sweetheart...just like you did a few days ago and also I sent Irene on an errand and there is no one to save your ass today." He said.
I clutched the towel around my body so tight as I gulped in fear.
"H...h..ho...how....d...did...y..you..get in??" I asked, stuttering.
"You seem to be forgetting one thing Clara."
"What is that???" I asked nervously.
"This is my house and I have the keys to each and every room here."
"What are you going to do to me??" I asked.
"Oh sweetheart, why are you scared??? Did you do something wrong??"
I knew he was messing with me and it would be unwise of me to be pe
