Chapter 7
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*****Tracy pov*******
The Mercedes Benz C- class sedan parked in front of a beautiful house. To say it's a house was an understatement..this is a villa. Oh my God! Is this heaven? I even pinched myself so as to confirm that I am alive. After parking the car, the man strode out of the car first, he didn't even look at me. Let alone helping me with a luggage.
" I suppose I'll have to follow him."
I know this will be difficult for me, firstly I don't know this man, secondly he is cold as an ice and thirdly I am the one who proposed the marriage.
Sam: " Wear this for now."
He handed me an oversized man sleepers.
Tracy:" Oh.. thank you."
I changed into them..they looked big to my tiny feet as if I am going to act on comedy show.
Tracy: " Mr Smith....this..."
Sam:" This is my home.. from now on this will be your home."
I nodded and looked around the house. The interior design was modern, simple yet laxarious which suits him.
Sam: " Mmh...right now I only have a part time helper...I'll look for a permanent in a few days."
He said without even looking at me. I'll have to get used to his cold personality.
Tracy:"................."
Sam: " Any questions?"
He was asking me but he used a tone of a superior. I felt like I had no choice but to obey.
Sam: "On left of the stairs, the second room is the guest room. I guess, since you don't have any questions you can go and have some rest. It's been a long day."
Tracy: " Okay...thank you."
I dragged my luggage and headed to a stairs but before I reached it, I turned to look at him. He was smoking on a couch, the think smoke surrounded him adding some menchalony to his air. I continued dragging my luggage until I reached my bedroom. It was well decorated with a very nice layout. It is sunny, bright and it has its own bathroom and a shower. I took out a night wear and took a quick shower and I lye on the bed. It was big enough to accommodate three or four people. Last night was crazy, it really exhausted me. I just wish to have a good night sleep.
One, two, three hours passed without any sleep. I've been tossing and turning on the bed but I find myself awake.
" Is it because I am not on a familiar environment..but there is peace here. There is no commotion, lies, scheming and deceit..why am I not able to sleep?"
My throat ached but I do not have a courage to go downstairs.. actually it's not that I don't have a courage but I am scared to face that man.
"Am I timid? Yes I am timid, the man is intimidating. How can I not be timid. I am just a desperate and vulnerable woman who lost her home over a night. Yes I am a woman who was trapped to sleep with a stranger. I am a woman who proposed a marriage to stranger because I am homeless and helpless. The courage and braveness I had earlier in the hospital was long gone. Was I impulsive? Yes I was impulsive... what I was to do when all the odds were against me. I don't have anyone to turn to. Even my own father turned a blind eye when I was bullied, humiliated and chased away. He just didn't do anything....he didn't protected me nor anything. Why?"
I felt something warm on my cheeks.. s**t I am crying.
I took my cellphone, there two what's app messages from Brenda.
Brenda is my good friend from school. She is asking me if I am okay and why I didn't attend school today. Ncoooh how sweet, she is the only person who worry and care about me. I find myself smiling before I replied to her. I didn't mention anything about the incidents.
Then I surfed the net and find myself
On " IF TOMORROW NEVER COMES" Blog. It is confirmed that Julia got a leading role on a series.
Julia is pretty but in a showy way. I am saying that because she always wore makeup, doing nails, weaves, eyelashes and so on. She began her acting career before she graduated from the university. But she hadn't gain much attention over the years, she only got supporting roles. I know that she suddenly got a role to play a heroine in a popular show because of ADAMS ENTERPRISE. It didn't make sense that Joseph Adams ( my father) took hold of the equity that should've belonged to me to help his new-found daughter career.
I grinned mockingly to myself. I sighed.
" I am just an unfortunate child. My mom died at a young age... right now I really need her, I miss her."
More time passed, the thirst I ignored earlier became unbearable. I tiptoed like a thief to a door, carefully listening to movements from the outside. It was quiet. I felt relieved and then turned doorknob and went downstairs. There was no one on the couch, only the ashtray on the coffee table filled with cigarette butts.
" Wouldn't he get sick from smoking so much!"
I shook my head and headed to a kitchen. As soon as I lifted my foot to take a step forward I heard a loud bang of the window. I was startled. I stopped and looked over, but the door was closed.. I was nor able to see what was going on outside.
" Who is it? Is there anyone?"
I asked carefully.
There were series of noises from the glasses shattering on the floor. I panicked, but I found myself going to a door that was closed. The noises didn't stopped, it continued.
" Is the anyone there?"
I asked carefully but no one answered except for glasses shattering on the floor or a wall noise.
" I am going in".
Still no one answered.
It's my first day here but I couldn't stop myself from worrying about the strange noises. I turned the knob to open the door. The light inside was very dim in such a way I could only vaguely see a staircase leading down. I descended slowly the stairs, one step at the time. Halfway down I became certain that thus was a wine cellar. The deeper I went, the strong smell of a wine was.
Oh my goodness! I couldn't believe what I saw infront of me. What happened here?
" Mr Smith!!"
I shouted
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